At least to me it is. Not one day goes by where I don’t have a scratch or cut or bruise of some sort as a result of one incident or another. Today I managed to cut myself pretty bad while cleaning my microwave. Who would have thought that swiping a damp paper towel around the inside of a microwave could be so dangerous?
I think what I actually did was ram my finger into a stray piece of pretzel salt or small corn kernel. The result is a jagged wound on my finger, right where it bends (palm side). I bled like a stuffed pig. It’s an hour later and I’m on my third bandage. Yay me.
Alyssa and Ryan are on the road to recovery, as am I. They are still a bit sniffly, but they’re much better than they were a few days ago. I’m hacking my brains out, but I’m not quite so feverish any more. Thank goodness. Last week was a lost one – I didn’t get anything done.
Lavish is down because in classic Jenn style I forgot that the domain’s expiration was coming up, and didn’t figure it out until I got several IMs. Whoops. I’m sorry guys. 
I have since set up reminders on my calendar program to remind me two days prior to the expiration! Anyway, I sent the domain name renewal payment via Paypal to Netrillium yesterday afternoon, so the domain should be up very soon.
While surfing around various parenting communities I cam across breastfeeding-art.com and cesarean-art.com. While my c-section was one of necessity rather than at the hands of an impatient, pushy doctor or a failed induction, I still am very moved and somewhat inspired by the artwork at cesarean-art.com, and can most definitely identify with many of the emotions and feelings of helplessness, fear and rage that are portrayed in those pieces of art. Those who have never experienced a c-section or did but don’t seem to grasp the idea of what was lost to them (the chance to birth their child) may not understand what I’m saying or scoff at my feelings, but they are what they are. Don’t get me wrong – I am grateful for my c-section, because without it Ryan most likely would have died and myself along with him, but that doesn’t take away my sadness, disappointment, and dare I say it… grief.
Lmao, that’s funny that you cut yourself cleaning your microwave… of course… deepest sympathies though
Those microwaves, watch out!
Good to hear you are all getting better. One sick person is bad enough in my eyes
i had an unplanned, emergency c-section. honestly, i do feel like i missed out on a wonderful and emotional experience, but it saved my son’s life and i’m grateful for that….
the doctor gave me a “bikini” cut, so i am able to give birth vaginally. if i chose to (which at the moment doesn’t seem like something i want to do) have another child….
Having experienced both natural childbirth and a c section. I have to admit I never felt sad or disappointed for having a c section. Obviously because I did experience natural childbirth. But I was happy to have the c section. My son was 10 lbs 4 oz and I literally thought I was going to die. After I had him I told myself I was never going through that again. It was pure hell. So knowing that my daughter was going to be a planned c section ( I had gestational diabetes and they were worried she was going to be too large also) made me feel very much at ease. It was a piece of cake compared to what I went through with my son. I can see for those that have never experienced natural childbirth how they might feel let down or saddened. For me, I was like heck yea!!! LOL
I consistantly find random cuts or bruises on me that I have no idea where they came from. Weird.
You’re always dinging yourself, lol. I just burned my hand taking a pizza out of the oven. As a kid, I’d always burn myself on the stove and especially the iron. Those scars are almost gone, thank goodness. The cesarean art was quite frightening.
I FINALLY get my internet back and I go over to Lavish to let everyone know I’m still alive and its down!
oh well. I’ll have time when its back up again.
Hope you all feel better soon!
I’m having withdrawal symptoms! *laughs*
That art is so.. emotional. There’s no other word for it. Thanks for sharing those, Jenn.
I know what you mean about cleaning being hazardous.. I hurt myself all the time!!
I don’t feel I missed out on my daughter’s birth at all. I was awake and coherent when she was born, and not only that, she would have died if I didn’t have the c-section.
Those pictures creeped me out.
Childbirth is childbirth.
Ah, I figured that’s what happened to Lavish. I’ll be waiting eagerly for it to return. I honestly don’t know what to think about that art. It’s a bit intriguing, I have to say.
I feel you on cleaning, its not safe! I was cleaning Friday night before my family came to visit, and I cut myself twice, once on the paper towel thingy and another one picking up something from the floor it was probably glass not sure tho! I was bleeding most of the night too! So, I feel your pain!
Woah, that’s pretty scary about the microwave! Any type of activity can be dangerous, lol, if you do it right.
Glad to see Lavish will be back soon! I’m kind of freaking out right now and I feel a huge need to vent there. Hurry up Netrillium!
Actually, it is about grieving for the birth experience you were hoping for. I haven’t had a C-section myself, but that is what I have heard that the emotions you feel are about.
Wow, that cesarean art is pretty graphic.
I’m a hazard to myself all the time, whether it’s cleaning, working, or just doing nothing!
My son Jack was an unplanned c-section (he was an inverted breach — basically meaning he was “sitting” with his rear end in my pelvic region and his head and feet up in a “V” position). If you think about it, both he and I would have died during birth 100 years ago, so I thank God medical science has progressed as much as it has. I was in the hospital 2 days before his birth (1 month early) trying to have him turned the right way because my blood pressure had spiked to 220 over 110 at my 36th week checkup after having beeh completely healthy all the previous 8 months. Truly I would have felt more grief if I didn’t have him via caesarian — if I were even here to tell people this — but I had my son at age 33 and was a bit more experienced and practical to be able to feel blessed that we are here now. By the way, he’s 11 years old and an aspiring track star!
*whew* I was just gonna die if you said you weren’t bringing Lavish back!