~ Time Off
I have a confession to make. I've been playing "hooky" from school this week. Shameful, I know. But it has been well worth it. Actually, I've been attending some Bible classes being held at the church where my father-in-law pastors and they have been wonderful! Everything has certainly been what I need. Since Grandpa has been the babysitter this week during the classes (there is a night class that Adam and I have gone to as well), the children weren't too bummed about no school either. We have gotten home after lunch, so I suppose the girls could have done school then. But then the whole point of "hooky" is lost. That's one of the beauties of home schooling--you can take a break when you need one, not just when they're given to you.
On the baby front, we have an appointment next week with the doctor and there will also be the 20 week ultrasound done. It seems so weird that I'm already at this point! I haven't seen the doctor since I was 12 weeks, so it will be nice to hear the heart beat again. There have been times when I've been wondering about how things are really going because I don't feel this baby as much as I have the other kiddos. But then last night the leg cramps showed themselves again, and I only get those during pregnancy, so I guess that means I'm still pregnant. I don't mean to sound flippant with that. They actually were comforting, in spite of the pain. I have fibromyalgia and I have always gotten bad legs and feet cramps from this time of pregnancy on out. I think the feet cramps are the worst. Either the top of my foot or the muscle in the arch freezes up and I can't straighten out my foot. With the leg cramps, I can at least walk them out, but not so with the foot ones. Ouch!
My husband and I are also seriously considering having a home birth. Actually, I'm really at peace about it and I would really like to have one. Adam is fine with it too; it's just finding the right midwife. We have an appointment with one on the 28th, so we will see what comes from that. I swore up and down, after Nathaniel's birth, that I would never consider a home birth. Famous last words! I'm not sure what has changed and what even got me to thinking about it. But I have been not only thinking about it, but praying about it and doing research about it. The more I learn, the more I'm comfortable with the idea. I've told Adams' family about it and my mother-in-law was very quick to "vote no,", as she put it. My youngest sister-in-law wasn't far behind her, even though I have never had a problem during pregnancy and even with the birth. Two of my 5 children have had some breathing issues once they were born. I don't think that's an immediate disqualification for a home birth, for I know midwives are trained in infant CPR and respiratory. I think they just don't like the idea altogether. I can just imagine what it will be like when I tell my mother. Yikes! She says she's going to be visiting us this summer, so perhaps that will be a better time to tell her. On second thought maybe it would be better to tell her before that, so she's not going to try and talk us out of it. What is it about mothers anyway? Here I am, having my sixth child, I'm almost 30 and I'm nervous telling my mother something that I know she won't agree with and almost certainly vehemently oppose. Sheesh! My mother is planning on driving out here to our house, it's about a 2,100 mile trip one way, and my grandmother is pitching a fit, saying absolutely not. My mother is 57, so I don't think it will get any better with age.
Blessings this week!