Ending the day in a good way

This weekend will be the second entire weekend our little family has had at home and alone since my son was born more than three months ago. Hubby and I are sitting on the couch watching Warehouse 13 together on Netflix right now. I can’t remember the last time we were up past 10 p.m.! Usually he’s in bed by 9. It would be a better experience if I didn’t keep having to get up and put the paci in Mr. Stinky Pants’ mouth, of course. 🙂 Good thing he’s so cute.

Today was very productive. I finally figured out why my new sewing machine wasn’t working. It had to do with the bobbin. Anyway, I fixed it, and actually got some work done on that table runner/place mat project I’d started a couple of weeks ago.

If you’ve been paying attention to my homepage, you’ll see the button for the Green Family Giveaway Event next month. It’s a giveaway blog hop with a lot of exciting giveaways and prizes. There will be more to follow on that in a couple of weeks.

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Uhm Yum! The avocado pie I made tastes like kiwi pie!

Doesn’t this look delicious?!

It’s not mine. This is mine:

I have this problem with my food processor where I don’t know how to turn it on, so I had to mix the ingredients by hand.

You can view the recipe I followed (loosely) here.

The ingredients are pretty simple. Pie crust, 3 ripe avocados, 1/2 cup of sour cream, 1/2 cup of heavy cream, 1/4 cup of lemon juice, 1/4 cup of lime juice, a can of sweet condensed milk, and a packet of gelatin. I used low fat versions of the condensed milk and creams to lower the overall calories.

I mixed the juices and gelatin together in a small dish and let it sit while I mashed the avocados.

You can tell if an avocado is ripe by squeezing it in your hand. It should give a little to the pressure. Don’t squeeze it in your fingers, or you may bruise it. I added the condensed milk to the avocado mash, and then added the juice/gelatin mix. I mixed it all together by hand (this is where the food processor would’ve come in handy), and poured it in the pie crust. Then, I placed it in the fridge for about 2 hours to harden.

When my 2 hours were almost up, I poured the sour cream and heavy cream together and began to whip it (also by hand…I should invest in one of those whipping thingies). It was supposed to form stiff peaks. It didn’t. It just stayed liquidy. But fortunately I had some Cool Whip in the freezer, so I mixed it all together and stuck it in the freezer for about 10 minutes. Voila! Look at that!

Hubby said he wasn’t hungry (he’s rather dubious of my cooking ventures), so I scooped myself a generous portion of, er…pie:

After eating it, I announced to hubby how delicious it was and that it tasted like kiwi pie. A few seconds later it hits me, “Uhm…I think that pie crust was raw.”

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Birth rape: Is it real?

While I was expecting my son, I perused countless blogs, message boards, Web sites, and Facebook groups, trying to inform myself as much as possible about pregnancy and birth. When I first ran across the term “birth rape,” I had no mental image. What mental image do you even get out of that? I had no idea what it was or what to expect while reading up on the topic.

Birth rape isn’t easy to describe, as it differs with different women, depending on their experience. For some women, birth rape means they were forced into decisions regarding their child’s birth that they didn’t want to make. Birth rape for other mothers means that a procedure was performed upon them without their permission, sometimes blatantly against their will.

This, of course, isn’t rape by the letter of the law, but the term was coined by Janet Fraser after an emergency episiotomy was performed on her without her consent. Some people who believe women do experience traumatic childbirth but are not being purposely victimized will use the term birth trauma instead of birth rape.

Let’s talk about “natural birth” for a moment. There are a few different definitions of “natural birth,” but most sources would agree that it entails giving birth vaginally with little medical intervention. From my research, most mothers who have experienced what they call birth rape desired a natural birth. I’ve discovered that months or years later, many mothers are still traumatized by their birth experience.

As a mother whose birth plan went out the window, it’s difficult for me to understand this. I think that natural birth is a wonderful idea. I wanted my son’s birth to go as naturally as possible, but things ended up going almost opposite of what I’d planned due to complications. I will always regret that I wasn’t allowed to hold my baby boy and bond with him immediately after he was born, but I live with this regret knowing that he’s healthy and safe. That’s what is most important to me. Not my birth plan.

As a Soldier, it’s also difficult for me to understand how birth trauma exists, unless there is a death or near-death experience. Although I know in theory it is possible to suffer from PTSD without anything seriously horrifying happening to you…I’m skeptical. I can’t comprehend how childbirth could be equally horrifying to a bomb blast or being shot. But I am open to the possibility, and I’m genuinely curious and willing to learn.

What do you think? Is birth rape real? Are some women traumatized by medical intervention during childbirth? Is this trauma a symptom of postpartum depression or something of its own (PTSD)? Have you suffered from birth rape or birth trauma?

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