

We went out of town for a funeral last week and I got sick and now that I'm finally feeling better, I just wanted to give an update on a few things.



I became pregnant with Ella when Eva was only 3 months old. I went to see my same dr. and went back into the high-risk prenatal routine I was used to. At about 20 weeks I told him that I didn’t want to do the same tests that he had had me do with Eva. He told me that was too bad and that I had to do them because I was considered high risk. I had had no problems with Eva so I thought, “that’s what you think, man.” I had been doing research on becoming a midwife through apprenticeship and found one who lived right next to me, thanks to a friend’s referral.
Her approach was so much better. It was holistic care, focused on nutrition and letting my body do what it was designed to do. I elected for a water birth. At about 36 weeks I was dilated to three cm. And I just kept on dilating. I was dilated to 6 cm when my husband left for work at 8:30 on May 28th. I had felt nauseated that morning and was having the same old contractions I’d become accustomed to in the previous month. At 8:45 I had a really long one and it hurt! Then I had another one that felt really weird and I knew I was in labor. I called my midwife, Tiffany, who lives four houses down from me and let her know. Then I called my husband who had just gotten to work and asked him to come home. My brother came and got Isaac and my mom came and helped put Eva down for a nap. I was very blessed that my body had been getting ready for so long. I got into my birth tub after a while and the warm water helped so much. I tried to surrender completely to what was happening and went into a different consciousness where I would moan in a low tone during a contraction and relax as much as possible in between. I got to ten cm very quickly. I began pushing around 11:05. Ella was born at 11:10, right as Eva woke from her nap. It was the most amazing experience ever. I am so glad that I trusted my body and had her in the comfort of my own home, at my own pace. I now have three perfect children and am looking forward to having our 4th at home as well.


I've been reading a lot about business lately: using social media to gain business, the importance of customer service, how to build communities, finding your target audience and so much more. After learning so much, I've come to the conclusion that I should just be myself and do what I'm passionate about, otherwise it's just not enjoyable. I know, it's common sense, but some things take quite a while to absorb into my brain ;).
I started this blog to give people information about a "crunchier" lifestyle - based on the products I offer. The problem is, I'm not terribly happy with some of my posts. Sure they're informative, but you can find that information anywhere. There are a lot of cloth diapering sites that will tell you all about caring for your diapers, what to choose and why they're so great to use. Why try to reinvent the wheel?
I've also been very careful in my wording and overly general so that I can reach as many people as possible - without offending anyone. But you know what, I don't really want to reach everyone and I don't just want to talk about cloth diapers and I'm sure some of the things I believe in offend some people. I know that lots of people think I'm crazy for having babies at home and breastfeeding them until their toddlers and using cloth diapers and chemical-free products - they tell me all the time :). I'm just so passionate about pregnancy and birth and breastfeeding; about good nutrition and herbal remedies. I'm passionate about baby wearing and creating close bonds. I believe that babies (and everyone else) deserve to use products that are not filled with harmful chemicals. And yes, all of these opinions are coming at you from a conservative Christian woman.
So what does all the "me, me, me" have to do with you? I know there are women out there like me and I want to connect with them. I know that I run an online store, but I think there should be more to it than just exchanging money for goods - you can do that anywhere. Relationships are important. Supporting each other in our "alternative" viewpoints is important.
I've been trying to go about this business the same way as everyone else and it hasn't been working for me. And I realized it's because I'm different! I'm not the same as everyone else - I'm weird. I don't have a huge inventory because I refuse to use credit cards. I like giving discounts. I really want to help you save money and I want you to use this stuff more than I want a profit. (Maybe I shouldn't be in business, after all ;)
What does all this rambling mean? It means things will be different. I'll be changing the store a bit and hopefully will be able to start offering some personal services soon. And I'll blog about things I'm passionate about - without the "super-careful, want to be all things to all people" language. If that's not ok, I apologize. If that's cool with you, great - leave comments, tell me about yourself - I want to get to know you.
Shalom,
Nina
Whenever someone wants to sell something, they usually give all of the pros and none of the cons - or very sugary versions of the cons. Well, I believe in honesty and integrity and so I will let you in on my true feelings toward cloth diapers - what I don't like about them and why I still love to use them.
My problem with cloth diapers is cleaning the poopies. It's just gross. It's gross with a disposable diaper (which, did you know that you are supposed to dump the poop in the toilet before you throw those away?) but it's nastier with cloth because you've got to get your hands in there and get the poop off before you throw it in the wash. When we first started cloth diapering, I dunked the diaper in the toilet to get the poo off. That's what I read that your supposed to do. Yuck. Then we upgraded to our toilet sprayer. It has its advantages over the dunking for sure, but it doesn't change the fact that it's still poop! Sometimes I have flashbacks to when I worked in an assisted living center changing super-sized "briefs." Shudder.
Well, then, why do I use them even though I'm sometimes tempted to use our long-distance-travel disposable diaper stash? Ok, I confess, sometimes I do use them when I know there will be poo coming soon, but for the most part, it's all cloth at my house. Even though I sometimes get so disgusted about cleaning the poop that I contemplate just hiding it somewhere until my husband gets home, I can usually just put myself into diaper-cleanup-mode and be done with the task without even thinking about it.
And then there are the real perks:
- My daughters' reproductive organs aren't constantly being exposed to nasty chemicals
- They hold diarrhea like you would not believe. Honestly, the girls both had a nasty bug and we put disposables on them thinking that they would be better, but they leaked everywhere (ew) while the cloth diapers held everything in.
- I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE that when I run out of diapers, I just have to go into the laundry room and put away that load of laundry that I've been putting off and, just like that, I have more diapers. Hurray for saving money!
- They're cute. I love showing them off.
- Cloth diapers are also wonderful for tall, skinny babies. My kids all have tiny waists and the pants that fit their waists are usually way too short. But since cloth diapers are thicker they keep pants on well and my girls' ankles stay covered.
The truth is there are days when I get into the mindset that disposables are more convenient, but then I remember that it's just what I was conditioned to believe. (Thank you advertising!) Because in the end, a poopy diaper is still a poopy diaper, no matter what kind of diaper it is.