30 Days to Celebrate 30, Day 7

Cooper and I had a great day together! Started off with a muuuuch needed sleep-in (well, til 7:30, anyway! An improvement over the last few days). Got some things done around the house, Cooper had a nap, took Wes his lunch (he literally had to run to catch the Connector this morning!) and met KJ for lunch at Boom Noodle (to celebrate our "big" birthdays next week [hers is one day before mine]). Had a great time catching up, then headed to the Tot Spot Cafe in Woodinville to check out some cloth diapers at the Cozy Baby Boutique. The Tot Spot is a neat space for little ones to play, but Cooper's not at that stage yet and I wouldn't necessarily go out of my way to go there (Woodinville is a bit far for this Issaquahan [?]). Anyhow, had a good chat with the gal at the Boutique and bought a pocket cloth diaper to try out (we'll see how it goes. We weren't fans of the prefold/diaper service, but I hear good things about Fuzzibunz). The boy was really good today (and seemed to be feeling much better) and was extra excited when we wheeled out to greet Daddy at the entrance to our complex. I timed it perfectly -- I was one bar into "Where is Daddy?" when Wes was in sight! You should have seen the giddiness physically overwhelm the little guy!

30 Days to Celebrate 30, Day 6

We were going to go to a Mariners game today, but it was raining most of the day, I had a sore throat, Cooper is still congested, we didn't sleep well and Cooper's buddy Austin is sick too (we were going to go with him and his parents), so our plan didn't work out. We needed to get outta the house though, so we went to Microsoft for awhile. Wes got some work done, me and Coops hung out. Went for a few walks throughout the day, which the three of us really enjoyed, so that's the celebration :)

30 Days to Celebrate 30, Day 5

Got up with Cooper at 2:45 this morning and he wouldn't go back to sleep! Wes stepped in at about 5:30 and I got to rest about 45 minutes. Needless to say, we were both pretty exhausted today. Still, we rallied around 1 pm and went for a hike on the Grand Ridge Trail in the Issaquah Highlands. When awake, Cooper really enjoyed it. I'm glad he was able to sleep. It was such a gorgeous day today, I'm so happy we made it outdoors despite our long night/morning. So, the hike was definitely the celebration of the day. In trying to decide what kind of cake to have for my birthday, I trialed making a pavlova, but decided it was too sweet (and I made a bit of a mess out of it!).

30 Days to Celebrate 30, Day 4

Rainy day today so I went for a walk with a mom friend around the mall. It was blasted hot in there! They really crank up the heat when it's slightly chilly out; although it wasn't really chilly. Anyway, me and Coops were super tired when we got home so we took a long nap. Unfortunately, I silenced my phone and Wes needed a pickup at the park + ride. FAIL! Wow, lack of sleep really has a poor effect on my brain. I felt terrrrible. He was banging on our front door for about a 1/2 hour, calling me, texting me. So, before that happened I was going to say I treated myself to a nap, but I'd say that's out the window. Ended up making a pretty good pea/bacon risotto despite my loopiness. Maybe that counts.

30 Days to Celebrate 30, Day 3

The weather turned out to be really nice today, so I went for an hour-long walk along the Sammamish River Trail in Redmond. When we lived in Redmond for the first month of being up here, we were a stone's throw away from this trail and I used it alllll the time. We do have the E. Lake Sammamish trail nearby, but it's not paved (not stroller friendly unless you have a jogging stroller) and I have to drive there.

30 Days to Celebrate 30, Day 2

I got a great idea for a Father's Day gift off a blog, so today I celebrated by starting this project. I haven't done a craft project in awhile, so I'm excited to have one on my hands! Can't say what it is, though. I'll post a photo on Dad's Day ;)

30 Days to Celebrate 30, Day 1

I recall my friend Jodi celebrating her birthday throughout her birth month in the past so I thought I'd steal her idea and do the same for this "big" birthday. I also thought I'd blog every day about it.

To celebrate today, I treated myself to a froyo at Costco. Haven't had one of those in aaaages! We'll see what tomorrow brings...some yoga?

ah the early days

The Worm Lady's Response

I tried responding to Aimee's comment, but it wouldn't publish my comment. So here is my response ;)

So the lady first apologized then said, "Yeah we had some problems with the last delivery from our supplier. I thought I got them all." Riiight. She knew about it and removed the worms and packaged the flour up anyway! Grody! I asked why I never have experienced this in a regular grocery store and she said SHE has, that it's fairly common. That was basically the end of the convo, then she asked if there was anything wrong with the rest of the stuff I was returning and I told her nothing, I just didn't want to take the chance. That was the last time I'll step foot in that nasty place!

Poached Pears, Wormy Oat Flour

I was in the mood for pears so I bought a big bag from Costco. Even though I've had 1-2 pears each day for the past 5 days I STILL have about 5 pears left. Oy. Costco will do that to you. Overload!

This is what I did with 2 of them (only one shown). I steeped some earl grey tea, added sugar, cinnamon, cardamom, lemon juice + zest. Then added the halved pears and poached 'em. Put them in a dish, reduced the sauce a bit, then poured the and chilled. Pretty tasty, but I wasn't brave enough to serve them after dinner with friends. Didn't seem to be the kind of dessert everyone would enjoy. I also made some ginger cookies that were a DISASTER. Mainly because I substituted 1/2 of the flour that was called for with buckwheat flour. Yeah, they tasted like ginger-lemon flavored cardboard. They would have been sooo good, too.

HowEVER, next time will be awhile. At least 4 weeks. I went to the naturopath (having him manage my thyroid issue now) and he suggested I retest for food sensitivities. I thought I'd give it a go again as last time wasn't too difficult. I eliminated dairy, eggs and wheat and felt really good. This time 'round I'm sensitive to HEAPS more foods. It's gonna be a lot harder. Here's the list:

All gluten flours, soy, all white fish except cod, almonds, cashews, pistachios, peanuts, blackberries, yeast, yogurt, corn, coffee, milk, cheese, black pepper, dates, nutmeg, whey.

I went to the store the next day to replace at least one of the things I'll miss the most (peanut butter) and discovered sunflower seed butter. YUM! Wow, all the goodness of sunflower seeds minus the annoyance of getting them stuck in your teeth! Really, the only use I'll have for it is in my morning oatmeal. Breakfasts are going to be very limiting. Oatmeal, rice porridge, quinoa with berries and nuts. I'll miss Egg McWahlins.

The next big item I needed to replace was flour so I can still bake and Wes and I can still have pancakes. A mom friend recommended this market in Issaquah that sells organic and alternative, nongluten flours on the cheap. As Wes and I approached the place, we got kinda sketched out as we had definitely entered the low rent district and were a bit hesitant to go inside. What was this market really all about? Exactly why is it an outlet? When we entered, we noticed the proprietors were a friendly older couple and they really did have every flour known to man stocking the shelves. It didn't feel nearly as sketchy upon first judgment. We picked up a bag of oat flour for 2 something, 3 fairly decent sized bags of spices for $1 each, some lentils, New Zealand salt (I recalled salt mines on the northern end of the South Island; can't beat $1 for nostalgia) and $1 bag of Kettle Chips (needed a snack). I immediately texted my mom friend, relaying my excitement for this rockin' find. I could see myself becoming a regular.

Then the next morning came. We were set to have pancakes, so I was came down the stairs to Wes announcing he had some bad news. No pancakes this morning ;( But whyyyy??? Yeah, there were WORMS in the flour. #(@)*%& WORMS! You can't see them in this photo (well that's probably a good thing), but they're there. We were going to take everyhting back the next day, but they were CLOSED. Until Wednesday! They're only open Wed-Sat. Shady. What are they doing the rest of the days? Digging up worms to add to their flours? TGTBT. Their reaction should be interesting. I'll try to remember to post again after I go back Wednesday.

Sweet Potatoes

Trader Joe's sells a really tasty pre-made sweet potato dish with cinnamon, maple syrup, cranberries and pecans. But it's $4 and a pretty small portion. For a $2 sack of potatoes and ingredients I already have, I can make about 4 times as many.

Cut up sweet potatoes

Pecans, dried cranberries, maple syrup (and cinnamon, not shown)

Yum! Next time I'll add some OJ, peel the potatoes and bake in a dish, rather than roasting. I like 'em more moist (and I think that will be more like the TJ's version, too).

Cooking!

I finally feel like cooking again...and trying new recipes. Phew! Wes is happy about that, too :) I've made a homemade chicken noodle soup twice (not pictured), but that will be a new go-to meal. As will all of these below! Now I need to delve into the cookbooks Ange has gotten me: New Scandinavian Cooking and Deceptively Delicious!

Shepherd's pie filling

End result!

Bell Pepper Slaw with a Nice Lemony Dressing

This doesn't look very appetizing, but it's a lentil + bean soup. SO hearty and tasty. Perfect for winter.

Choco-Peanut Butter-Banana Biscotti...yum!

What I didn't realize about babies until I had one ...

1. Cradle Cap takes a lot longer to go away than I imagined.
2. The hair they come out with falls out ... slowly.
3. They smile in their sleep (dreaming about milk?)
4. They get baby acne (also hangs out awhile, like the cradle crap).
5. The magic of Moby (not the artist, the wrap...he falls asleep in it almost instantly).
6. Arms are still flailing, hence socks are still covering hands to prevent facial scratching.
7. Another instant sleep factor: bouncing on an exercise ball (with babes preferably in the Moby).
8. His poop, pee, vomit or spit all over me doesn't gross me out at all.
9. Having a spare of everything in the diaper bag is a good idea.
10. You need to be extra thorough when giving sponge baths...don't miss one fold and make sure to clean the gunk out of their pits and the jam outta their fingers!
BONUS: You just don't know until they're in your arms or they smile at you how extraordinary your love is for them...

Introducing, Cooper Wesley Wahlin!

Cooper came into this world Monday, October 19, 2009 at 1:13 p.m. He weighed 7 lbs, 1 oz and was 20.5 inches long.

The Labor Story

He was 9 days past his due date, so I carried him just over 41 weeks. A little over a week prior one of the midwives said we would induce Monday the 19th ... So mom booked her ticket and got in the Thursday before and dad came Friday. We all spent the weekend together and had a BLAST! There was one moment when we were all in the car and were laughing uncontrollably for at least 10 minutes. I was thinking I haven't laughed like that in ages. It's an indelible memory :)


That Friday I had another appointment with a different midwife (there are 5 in the practice) and told her I really didn't want to be induced Monday as I was originally told they would let me go 42 weeks if everything was looking normal. We agreed to push the induction date to the following Friday (she stripped my membranes for the 2nd time--owww!--this is one method to try to kickstart labor). She was convinced I'd have him over the weekend. So we started doing whatever it took to induce labor without having to have it done medically :) We tried nearly all of the old wives' tales (and recommendations from other parents) except castor oil and raspberry leaf tea. I ate TWO pineapples from Costco over 2 days, we ate spicy Thai food, went for a long walk every day, crawled up stairs on all fours, pressed on accupressure points, ate pepperoni pizza; the list goes on...but what seems to have worked for me (or maybe it was a cumulative effect) was spicy salsa from Acapulco Fresh. Wes made me keep eating it and eating it and afterwards I definitely felt different. After lunch, we walked around Redmond Town Center and while in REI this lady came up to me and said, You look ready! This was around 2 or 3 in the afternoon, Sunday the 18th. As we made our way home it was about 4:30 and sure enough, I was ready. 


My contractions started at Fred Meyer and were about 20 mins apart. They felt like menstrual cramps until I went to bed around 11, and as things progressed through the night, they became increasingly (and increasingly) stronger. I'd get up out of bed to go in the bathroom and lean over the sink (I puked once) to sway my hips to cope with each contraction, but this seemed to progress the labor a little too quickly (contractions went from 15 to 12 to 10 to 5 minutes apart within a few hours). Wes called the midwife who said I need to try to get some sleep so I started coping in bed and sleeping between contractions and they slowed back down to about 10 mins apart. I couldn't believe it was possible to sleep between contractions! But I was so exhausted from them, passing out for those 5-10 minutes helped. Wes got up with me and was timing it. It continued like this throughout the night. Wes called the midwife 3 times through the night and she kept telling us to wait a bit longer (until contractions are 3-4 minutes apart, then it was until they were 2-3 mins apart). 


We drove to the hospital at 7 am when they were about 4 mins apart, despite what the midwife said; it just felt like it was time to go. My eyes were closed during the 2o-minute drive, so I must have had 5 contractions on the way there. When we got there I was at 5 cm. They took me to my room where they had drawn a jetted bath for me. It looked so inviting, so I went right on in and stayed put for the next SIX hours until he was born. Mom/dad/Ange hung out in my room while Wes stayed with me the entire time in the bathroom. He was a great coach; he held my hand and told me I was doing a good job. I couldn't do much talking! My nurse, Tracy, was incredible. I couldn't have asked for a better nurse; I felt so lucky to have her. She was very calm and there whenever I needed her. She came in for 10 mins every half hour to check on the baby with the fetal monitor, so she gave me extra reassurance when she was in there. The midwife on call (Sachiko) came in maybe once an hour? She never had much to say other than things were normal and progressing well. I guess that's all I could ask for! She was attending to my next door neighbor who was apparently having a rough time. To keep my energy up, I sipped cranapple juice throughout the labor and never had a desire for solid foods. I was mostly laying down in the tub, but Sachiko said to keep labor progressing I needed to change positions from time to time, which was killer!, especially when I was out of the tub (to go to the bathroom). It was so much more painful out of the water; the water was so soothing. Another way I dealt with the pain was picturing me, Wes and Cooper on this beach we visited a few years ago in Australia. Whenever the pain got unbearable I went back to this beach and kept thinking that I was so close to meeting my son, I could get through this!

I really had no concept of time, but I imagine it was the last few hours that I noticed a change in the pain and I assume that was Cooper dropping further down my pelvis so I asked the nurse to check my cervix. I was 9.5 cm. (The last time the midwife came in she estimated I was 8 or 9 cm). When I felt like pushing they got me out of the tub and into my room. I chose to deliver standing up, facing the bed, resting my hands on the edge of the bed (when my mom heard this she thought I was pretty radical!). I couldn't imagine pushing for hours, so I just went for it and 13 minutes later, there he was! I moaned and I groaned, deep, guttoral sounds that I've never made before. My sister later told me she could hear me down the hall. I probably pushed 4 times. I thought I was done with the 3rd push (his head was out) but I had to push the rest of his body out, too! Wes was crying as the midwife immediately passed him to me--such a beautiful moment! They told me he was born in the "caul" (amniotic sac) which is extremely rare, so he's a very special boy :) It was painful but not intolerable without drugs. If they had let me stay in the tub I probably would have; I totally see why women have water births! 


I held him for a long while until they had to clean him, weigh him, etc. Then Cooper was right back in my arms! Wes cut the cord (which was a lot skinnier than I imagined it would be). I stared and stared at him with disbelief that he was finally here and that he is mine and Wes's! But I could believe it because he has my eyes! I'm so glad it was such a wonderful experience...I feel very fortunate it went as smooth as it did.