Showing posts with label nursing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nursing. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Road to Recovery

Soooo, one infection is gone!!! Hip Hip Hooray! After my online plea for prayers, a cute friend from my middle school French class messaged me on Facebook with some Hallelujah advice from another friend to try steroid cream. (Hers was a similar situation with all the GP's meds/creams failing for months before she visited a dermatologist who saw instantly it was a stress rash some mums get while breastfeeding, NOT thrush.) You can wait as long as 3 months for an appointment with a specialist here, so I just threw on some strong steroid I had in the medicine cabinet and voila! I cannot describe the freedom I feel to be rid of this ailment! With such simple advice!! So if there's anyone out there that I could pay it forward to (and save them months and months of nursing pain) I figured I'd lay it all out here.

Ahem. Feel free to skip this post if you have no interest in the dirty details...

For the last 3 months I've had recurring cracks and sores on my nipples. Not only is this very painful when you're feeding your toothy, teething baby 5+ times a day, but it's super inconvenient because:

a) I couldn't wear a bra (when I'd put one on for church, scabs would adhere to the fabric)
b) or a shirt

which was a problem because...

a) I don't live alone (my poor 10 year old son!)
b) it's winter here and topless gets COLD
c) sometimes I need to leave the house (you know carpools, shopping, life in general)

I also couldn't nurse without wanting to scream, or sleep on my stomach, or hug my children, or hold my baby normally because any touch of the nipples, however light, was excruciating. After breastfeeding 5 babies I knew this wasn't normal wear and tear because I never seemed to heal. It started with Des having thrush in his mouth and I figured I caught it from a bite from him (and it fit all the symptoms I'd been scouring online.) Desmond's mouth thrush took a couple rounds of Nystatin before clearing up, but it didn't touch mine so I tried 3 other anti-fungal creams (basically athlete's foot meds) and eventually a heavy duty pill every other day to try to "kill" the supposed yeast overgrowth that causes thrush. I'd never had a yeast infection of any type so this was all new territory for me. Along with each of those failed medical interventions I also applied a medley of:

- yogurt
- coconut oil
- essential oils
- Lansinoh
- vinegar rinse
- breastmilk
- raw milk

And took internally each day: heaps of yogurt, coconut oil, essential oils, probiotics, grapefruit seed extract, raw milk, raw garlic, fish oil, cod liver oil, Cat's Claw, Vit C, multivitamins, echinacea, iron, spirulina, chlorophyll, and placenta. (about 35 pills actually)

I also heard that sunlight kills yeast so I would sun my nips in the backyard for a half hour each day too. (Got a wicked inverse tan to prove it. I never thought Canberra was "cold" until this year, either!) 

Then I drastically cut things from my diet which eventually became:

- no sugar
- no yeast
- no dairy
- no fruit
- no wheat
- no vinegar/soy/fermented anything
- no sweeteners of any kind
(basically, I eat veggies, nuts/seeds, goat products, meat/eggs, with rice & oats as my only grains)


Again, all this stuff takes time - finding/prepping allowable foods, applying the salves, researching the remedies, washing hands and linens and everything else vigilantly, cutting peepholes into long sleeve shirts, scrambling for cover with a knock at the door, bundling up for daily "sun therapy", keeping anxious little hands and mouths off my exposed parts (must have seemed like an open invitation!), more researching, popping pills, rinsing and airing before/after feeds, etc., etc., etc.

Throw on top of that a heavy schedule of activities, responsibilities and very little sleep due to a sick teething baby and pottytraining toddler with night fears (I haven't had more than 3 consecutive hours sleep in 6 months) and you've got a recipe for disaster. Exhausted, malnourished, depleted, in pain & losing hope by the hour.

No wonder I was going crazy, right? And then hit rock bottom. Because nothing was working. Which is where you found me asking for prayers. And if I hadn't asked for cyber prayers, my sweet FB friend wouldn't have messaged me her saving advice and I would still be crying myself to sleep at night and snapping at my family from the end of my frayed rope.

They've been so forgiving. Being a mum of five - there's a lot to do. And the kids and Darren have really stepped up to take some of the load off. I finally agreed to take a hiatus from everything but my family responsibilities for a couple weeks. Off the radar. Only the basics. While friends encouraged me to make it 2 months, I am deeply grateful for their urgings because these two weeks have been amazing. The guilt at backing out and saying no has been nothing compared to the pure joy of laying down midday for a nap. And accepting with gratitude the offers of help, food, rides and babysitting. I feel so blessed to have such friends! And I feel equally buoyed by your prayers from afar.

I'm sticking to the diet a bit longer (I'll share some recipes on another post -- heaven help you if this is how you have to eat all the time!) because my body is still sorta jacked up, but I am definitely ON THE MEND. I'm even 5 days away from the end of a 40-Day Meditation I started as another desperate attempt at healing. Yay me!

I feel life brightening up again. And I thank you for your part in that. Stay tuned...

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Birthing Outside the Box

When we had Will ten years ago, I'd read a couple pregnancy books, but I've since realized how uninformed I was about my options in childbirth. So I figured it wouldn't hurt to lay out some of the things I did differently this time, in case anyone else was interested in the unconventional with me. Here are a few things we included in our Birth Plan this time around:

1. Natural Birthing (ie: no medication/augmentation) - with Summer I only wanted to see if I could do it. Like a marathon, I knew it wouldn't be fun, but it was a challenge women had achieved for centuries and I wanted to try. But I've read so much since that makes me seriously wary of medical intervention (pitocin, epidurals, etc.) in the absence of a true emergency. I've done both and I don't judge anyone else's decision. I do think if we believed more in a woman's body, we might trip it up less and make birthing faster/easier by just allowing it to birth how it was made to. With such a delicate balance of hormones involved, every intervention almost necessitates another by interrupting the natural process. You can see why there are such high Caesarian rates these days. Not to mention the lack of knowledge on how these powerful drugs affect our tiny newborns... I'm not saying it's for everyone, but with my first birth I didn't even consider it. I wish someone had told me to have a little more trust and give my body a chance. Birth can be pretty awesome and empowering. And babies come out so calm and alert, drug-free. (My method of choice was relaxation and self-hypnosis, but there are plenty of techniques out there.)


2. Labor Positions - did you know that lying on your back is considered one of the least effective positions to give birth? Wish someone had told me that my first 3 times around. (However, with all I was hooked up to, that became my only option I suppose.) Help your body out! Move around, get in the bath, walk, sit on the birthing ball or rocking chair, squat, sway, kneel on all fours, belly dance. Let gravity help a sista out.

3. Delayed Cord Clamping - we asked the doctor to not clamp or cut the umbilical cord until it had completely stopped pulsing. There is a placental transfusion that occurs in those moments after birth that gives baby a significant amount of oxygenated blood as a jump start on life. It too often gets prevented by the medically efficient habit of immediate cord clamping. It's only a few minutes extra, but worth the wait.

4. Natural Placenta Delivery - often mothers will be given a shot of pitocin or other contraction-inducing drug post-birth to speed up the ejection of the placenta. However, in the majority of cases, this will naturally occur within the first half hour without any added drugs to affect the mother or her milk. If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

5. Taking My Placenta - now this is the biggie. I've always had a fairly open mind to new ideas, but I know it can be hard to wrap your head around this one. Don't judge, just hear me out. Animals eat their placentas after birth. There's a reason for this. It's natural, albeit it not mainstream, and many mothers in some cultures still do it today. In fact, a short Google search will pull up pages of "recipes" even for steaming, stewing, or blending your placenta for consumption. Why?? Fair question. There hasn't been a whole lot of research, but I have yet to find one negative review from a mom who's done it. It's most highly praised for preventing post partum depression. Basically, it's a way to rebalance your body's hormones more efficiently, allowing you to recover faster. It boosts milk supply (#1 reason I'm doing it), helps stop your bleeding faster, raises iron levels after bloodloss at birth, restores hormone balance (with all the emotional benefits to boot) and is basically your body's gift to you and your baby. Your body goes through much trauma at birth and undergoes immense hormone changes and taking your placenta restores that balance almost immediately rather than wading through weeks of turbulent recovery. It's like the perfect healing concoction, made by you, specifically for you with the perfect amounts of nutrients/chemicals your individual body needs. I realize this may still sound way too strange (my sister asked, "So are you planning to drink your own breastmilk too?") but hey, don't knock it 'til you try it.

 (I'll spare you gory pics of the whole glorious thing, but I did decide to try a bit raw the first day "before processing" so I could get a jump start on the benefits. Made easier to swallow in pill form...)

        I have my impressive friend Jenny to thank for introducing me to the idea. I decided against the "smoothie" or "roast" route and paid to have my placenta encapsulated. I had to search all over for someone who would provide the service here, but she was wonderful. (Basically she steamed, sliced, dehydrated, and pulverized it to a powder before filling the empty capsules. Not something I felt up to doing at the time and D had officially signed off the job. She even sent me home with pics of her procedure - at my curious mom's request.) Also a doula, she's just started to be more open about providing this service and has had a lot of growing interest. We put mine in a labeled container in the hospital fridge and she retrieved it, processed it, and brought my capsules back the next day. All 180 of them - wahoo! Best part about encapsulation? You can keep them indefinitely in the freezer and take a pill whenever you're having an off day (moody, stressed, fatigued, menopause, etc.) It's a total quick fix! I took them three times a day the first few weeks and my bleeding stopped quicker than in the past. I honestly didn't even have one "blue day" either - you know when you're sort of recovering and whacked out and any little thing makes you cry? It was astounding. I was cheerful and fun with the kids and able to handle the stresses of an added child really well compared to past experience. As I weaned off them last week I intended to take just one a day for another month. However, after a few particularly snappy remarks during a stressful dinner hour, Darren asked "have you by chance taken your pill today?" Uh... nope. Not for two days actually. The stuff's amazing. In fact, just the other day D sent me a text saying "I'll be home late. Don't forget to take your pill. Love you." So whenever I start yelling at the kids or getting really impatient or overwhelmed I usually find that's the culprit. Is there a better reason than that to try out something so unconventional? Bye bye baby blues!

6. Circumcision -  Won't go into much on this, but I suggest doing some research on it. Did you know that most countries around the world don't regularly circumcise little boys? It's no longer considered medically necessary or "more clean" in fact, I could only find ONE doctor here who even performs them. It's considered an unnecessary "violation" and even brutally cruel by lots of folks. I had my eyes opened to all sorts of risks/arguments I had never considered before. Just saying, it's a decision that deserves some thought before automatically having it done because it's the social norm.

7. And finally (huge congrats if you're still reading this post) Tandem Nursing - yes, I'm still nursing my toddler. It started out as one big experiment. My milk dried up around 10 months with the first three and finally I realized it coincided with starting regular exercise. Well, I figured I'd just see how long it lingered if I didn't exercise this time around and voila, I nursed right through the pregnancy. (Yes, I haven't exercised regularly in almost 3 years, not sure if that's stupid or brilliant.) I had very little milk until about 2 months ago when the colostrum apparently arrived in preparation for birth - cause Summer was all over that. And when my milk came in, whoa. She became obsessed. She wants to nurse every time Desmond does which is sort of a problem. So, we've limited it to just before naps/bed so I'm not completely attached all day (she'll stay on an hour if I let her, which I tended to do while bedridden in the early recovery days.)

       Now before you get all worried for poor Des, I've read up on it and it's completely fine as long as baby gets fed first. Think about it, women nurse multiples all the time - milk is a supply and demand thing. So they're both happy. She even got the old mustard-y diapers again at the beginning. The funniest part is when they eat at the same time. It's like a circus act, stacking babies and contorting into strange positions, but it has been great. I'd recommend it. Seeing Summer cuddle up or stroke him gently while they're both at the breast is a pretty awesome little circle of love. But I realize it's not for everyone. I will wean when she's ready or when I'm just over it. I found a lot of good advice and practical info from friends and the book Adventures in Tandem Nursing. Just throwing it out there for those who think they have to wean the second they get pregnant with #2. You've got options.

So there you have it. Am I weird? I didn't include things like immediate breastfeeding skin-to-skin (to perfectly regulate temperature, establish bonding, etc.) or delayed bathing (so vernix has a chance to reabsorb and nourish newborn skin) because fortunately I believe that's becoming widely accepted as protocol. And while I'm totally interested in a waterbirth in front of the fireplace, I'm certainly not brave enough to birth unattended at home (like cjane.)

But raise your hand if this post has made you officially think I'm a complete and total nut job... :)