And, thanks to him, I've had pho to eat every day for the last 4 days. Maybe it's not truly anti-viral, but it sure is the most soothing placebo available. And with enough jalapenos and chili paste mixed into the broth, it will definitely drain your sinuses.
On top of that, we were dog sitting for a friend. Removed from the clutter and chores of my own house, I've had the pleasure of lounging around, drinking copious amounts of liquids, and reading books (which in my normal milieu just doesn't happen often enough.) Plus, I can feel the baby move now, and that is pretty darn cool.
Speaking of books, I did a lot of shopping on Amazon and bought a gazillion used baby books. So much of my past Amazon experience had been buying expensive textbooks; it really surprised me how cheap used paperbacks could be. They've been trickling in through the mail day by day, and I'm trying to speed up my reading rate (currently at about 1 book every 6 months. No bueno.)
Dr. Bradley's signature work came first, Husband Coached Childbirth. It's interesting, if only for perspective's sake. It's really not an instructional manual or anything. Reading this guy, he'd have you think all natural births are pieces of cake and that medicated deliveries are all-out evil and destructive. He tells story after story of all natty post-partum mommas scooping up their freshly-birthed babies in one arm, grabbing an orange juice in the other, and waltzing out of the delivery room.
I'm about 75% through the book, and he's yet to mention any deliveries that were less than idyllic. I know enough to know this is ridiculously biased, but can appreciate the historical context in which he was writing. He came up through an obstetrical culture that was hooked on a "Knock 'em out, drag 'em out" mentality. This natural, unsedated childbirth thing must have been a tough sell a few generations ago, and he saw himself as a pioneer trying to prove a point. Ultimately I do agree with most of his conclusions, and I'm thankful people like him have made so many more options available today.
Meanwhile, I've discovered an app that is more addicting than Facebook or Pinterest. It's the community pregnancy forum hosted by the What to Expect When You're Expecting site/book. People share everything from soap opera drama ("My mother in-law with-whom-we-live is inviting my husband's ex/baby momma over for the weekend! I can't believe her! I have to share a roof with this woman??") to the practical ("I can't feel the baby yet . . . is this normal?").
Ryan discovered this app on my phone and was highly entertained. He proceeded to read through all the posts in Teen-Girl-Squad voice.
|pregnancy forums as my husband sees them|
He had me crying it was so funny. Apparently everything is better articulated as a catfight and knocked up a few octaves. And I promised myself this would not turn into a mommy-blog, so I'm stopping now.