tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-142975182024-03-18T19:44:31.406-07:00Hmmmm.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.comBlogger154125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-69556781926645855842009-03-24T00:39:00.001-07:002009-03-24T00:42:53.922-07:00I've moved!Come and check me out at my new blog.... www.berritt.wordpress.com<br /><br />Luckily, I was able to move every single last entry without losing anything.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-55599377816288564612009-03-24T00:39:00.000-07:002009-03-24T00:40:16.426-07:00I've moved!Come and check me out at my new blog.... www.berritt.wordpress.comBerritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-13994682702576035752009-02-25T21:36:00.000-08:002009-02-27T22:50:22.592-08:00By Popular Request!<span style="font-weight:bold;">Columbian Potato Stew</span><br /><br />I've made this so many times, pretty much every time we have company, this is what we make. It sounds soooo simple but it is the BEST soup ever.<br /><br />It's NOT low fat.<br /><br />Ingredients:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibegKcnNv7wY87VmX1L4iKfsBpChjukj-daelYOZOSJwoKcs8ZV9tsoEKfJpSRilHS1cKIKRUXW7HWAcdXfXn7Dip23HnOiiIda00ZG-JYlV4fKxJHZKh4qoFJJ9wtHxBjP1cq/s1600-h/columbianpotato.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibegKcnNv7wY87VmX1L4iKfsBpChjukj-daelYOZOSJwoKcs8ZV9tsoEKfJpSRilHS1cKIKRUXW7HWAcdXfXn7Dip23HnOiiIda00ZG-JYlV4fKxJHZKh4qoFJJ9wtHxBjP1cq/s400/columbianpotato.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307735689481671410" /></a><br /><br />1 whole chicken cut up. (wings, breasts, legs, thighs) with skin and bone!!<br />1 whole white onion chopped<br />1/2 lb russet potato, peeled and chopped<br />1/2 lb each red and yellow potatoes(not peeled) and sweet potato (peeled) chopped into bites<br />6 cups chicken broth<br />1/2 c sour cream<br />1/2 c heavy cream<br />a pinch fresh oregano<br />salt and pepper to taste<br />3 ears corn, or about a cup of frozen corn. It looks fancier with the ears of corn cut in slices, but I don't like eating corn off the cob.<br /><br />Season chicken with salt and pepper, roast in oven for an hour or so. (Get the chicken skins really nice and crispy.... YUMMY!)<br />While the chicken is cooking, make the soup.<br /><br />sautee onion in your pan in oil until it starts to brown, no longer. Add broth. Add peeled chopped russets and cook those down (that's the thickener)<br />Add the other 3 types of potatoes, the oregano when the russets are soft. Add corn when the other potatoes are almost done.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDexRGsZsXwHJz1hQaBuJVyfioxgiWbHSFoHpudTf5ObtU8ZupMK9LnRiaygd9vcA5PK7EIlO6zlJQP-iuKsWjhh5MQUbDisROWJSfwLCaY44UcTFvhMOOWoHimJtJL2Ch6_k/s1600-h/columbianpotato2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDexRGsZsXwHJz1hQaBuJVyfioxgiWbHSFoHpudTf5ObtU8ZupMK9LnRiaygd9vcA5PK7EIlO6zlJQP-iuKsWjhh5MQUbDisROWJSfwLCaY44UcTFvhMOOWoHimJtJL2Ch6_k/s400/columbianpotato2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307735916509861826" /></a><br /><br /><br />This is the most important part.....<br />1 c diced white onion<br />2 jalepenos chopped (take out the seeds and ribs if you're a weenie)<br />1/2 cup chopped cilantro<br />juice of 3 limes<br /><br />mix that together and set aside.<br /><br /><br />Add the cream and sour cream to the stew, and it's ready to serve.<br /><br /><br />Ladle the soup into a huge bowl. Top with a piece of chicken or 2, and a big spoonful of the salsa.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhFJ16ZsVtvvesC57ai0LsSkCI__gmPgTQ4ne_byCVW_n7vdinMg8D4_inkQiPK6F_dc8Q0Uh4T9LUHU9Ww0tgXltq0LGZegt72VNKGC90d1CcvAccCVRZ4gFzun-pOhADnfoA/s1600-h/columbianpotato3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhFJ16ZsVtvvesC57ai0LsSkCI__gmPgTQ4ne_byCVW_n7vdinMg8D4_inkQiPK6F_dc8Q0Uh4T9LUHU9Ww0tgXltq0LGZegt72VNKGC90d1CcvAccCVRZ4gFzun-pOhADnfoA/s400/columbianpotato3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307736080517595778" /></a><br /><br />It is SO good. Everyone I have made this for has begged for the recipe.<br />It is so simple but impresses everyone.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-54529064957319804662008-12-12T14:28:00.000-08:002008-12-12T14:30:27.206-08:00Quick update....We got the house! I'm almost done unpacking. I need to finish because then I can do my sewing room! I am SO excited to do my sewing room. I have awesome ideas.... I just need to make time. <br /><br />The girls are all doing wonderful. I just love every single inch of them all. <br /><br />That's all for now. :) I'm still around. Suuuuper busy, that's all.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-6146234715788413382008-10-15T12:18:00.000-07:002008-10-15T12:29:09.674-07:00Has it really been 4 months?I guess it has. It has been so busy. From a 3 week vacation mid summer, Alex coming and going again, buying a HOUSE!!, school, a flu and a cold (HOW did we get sick?? We never get sick?) it's been insane and I don't seem to get a minute of free time. <br /><br />We are supposed to be closing on the house this week, I think. I am in LOVE with this house, or.... maybe the idea of what this house can become. It's a 3 level craftsman with a great yard, and, well.... poptential? It's gorgeous outside. Inside it looks like the seventies came and vomited up an interior. It needs a new fireplace, a wall and a kitchen knocked out of the top floor, french doors replacing a sliding door to the top floor balcony. It needs a kitchen remodel, wood paneling demolition, 3 bathroom remodels, a sunroom replacement... and 342,876 gallons of paint, but it WILL be great. Don't get me wrong. We could live there comfortably and do nothing. But we (I) can't live in ugly!! I will be posting progress. As long as we get the house ;)Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-22821530217640728442008-06-29T16:02:00.000-07:002008-06-29T16:36:47.728-07:00The Good Sheep is opening!!<a href="http://www.thegoodsheep.com"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2616992583_fd9b470c6b_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />CLICK The Good Sheep!<br /><br />I'll be selling fibers, yarns, and spinning/knitting supplies! I'm excited to be able to fund my craft habit by crafting.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-35009045666185299822008-05-09T01:15:00.000-07:002008-05-09T01:23:28.389-07:00Spinalong!Once upon a time, a girl got a drum carder. She joined a spinalong challenge with other super cool fiber friendly girls. They all voted on a picture to draw inspiration from... and although the girl didn't vote for the picture chosen, she gleefully carded up some fibers and spun a skein of shimmery magical yarn. :)<br /><br />The picture:<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v653/yvzp/hubble-space-telescope-crab-nebula-.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v653/yvzp/hubble-space-telescope-crab-nebula-.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />The fiber:<br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/yarn/firstbatt-017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/yarn/firstbatt-017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />The batt:<br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/yarn/firstbatt-021.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/yarn/firstbatt-021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />The handspun yarn:<br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/yarn/firstbatt-027.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/yarn/firstbatt-027.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />The spinalong was SO much fun!! I want to do another!Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-39661496217758812262008-05-02T14:57:00.000-07:002008-05-02T15:05:34.540-07:00My neck hurts!I think I did something to it. I don't know what.... all the sudden it just started to hurt. I *think* it was maybe getting the infant carseat in and out of the minivan. (I still shudder a little when I say that word.... minivan.... *{{shudder}}*<br />....minivan.... *{{shudder}}*)<br />It's getting better, but it's like a headache that won't let up. It's keeping my shoulders really tense, up to my ears. I don't deal well with tension. <br /><br />Plus, I have a TON of things to do around the house. I need to clean. Not that Alex believes that when he comes back to a clean house that it was clean the whole time he was gone. He knows better. He knows ME. So maybe I don't have to clean very well. Heehee.<br /><br />I'm just too tired, and my neck hurts.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-31933561800058793642008-04-06T11:11:00.000-07:002008-04-06T11:16:02.248-07:00I've been busy!!I can turn this:<br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/roving-001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/roving-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Into this:<br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/roving-004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/roving-004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />I find it amazing that I can do this!! I can take fiber from an animal, add my own dyes, spin it into a wonderful yarn and knit something for one of my babies. If I had to give up all of my hobbies except one, I'd keep spinning :)Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-64738247095399155342008-02-29T13:09:00.000-08:002008-02-29T13:10:51.452-08:00From the mouths of babes."Mom, I like your boobs! They make milk! I'll make milk too when I'm big and (rubbing tummy) have a baby in my tummy." <br />-Sofia, age 4Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-89700731120557759372008-02-25T20:15:00.001-08:002008-02-25T20:24:18.477-08:00The girls.They are all getting so big, so fast.<br /><a href="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080217/073352.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080217/073352.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080217/073526.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080217/073526.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080203/211035.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080203/211035.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080203/212718.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080203/212718.jpg" border="0" /></a>Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-85853252822531877632008-02-25T20:08:00.000-08:002008-02-25T20:15:32.820-08:00A DIY mei tai. I LOVE making things!It took 4 babies to discover the mei tai baby carrier, and can I just say it is the MOST COMFORTABLE carrier ever?? This is scandi styly, padded and reinforced with an extra sturdy hidden canvas layer in the body. Marisol sleeps in it as soon as she goes in! I'll definitely be making many more!! <br /><a href="http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080223/034206.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080223/034206.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080222/200047.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080222/200047.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-1470153930943643742008-02-17T00:36:00.000-08:002008-02-17T00:38:15.685-08:00My little "midlifes"Sofia says she wants to be a "midlife" when she grows up. Looks like Carmen also wants to jump on the baby catching wagon.... starting with taking good care of their own newborn baby sister. Sweet, isn't it?<br /><br /><a href="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080211/232418.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080211/232418.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-37788627019032342522008-02-16T00:48:00.000-08:002008-02-17T00:52:35.938-08:00Sofia is 4!I can't believe my little Moochie is 4! Time flies. My babies are growing up so fast. Too fast. How can we slow time? <br />Happy birthday, Sofia May. I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. You are an amazing little person and I love you so much!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080203/205828.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20080203/205828.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-72829921107499486982008-01-30T13:47:00.000-08:002008-01-30T13:55:21.925-08:00This high will last forever, I think....I still can't believe what an amazing thing I did. <br /><br />I'm still floating on air. I want to tell everyone I see what I did. I restrain myself for the most part... but some people still get an earfull. Everytime I see one of the recieving blankets, or crisp white towels that we bought for the birth I smile to myself and think again of what an amazing thing I did. When I look to the empty place in the corner of the dining room where the pool was set up, I can see it all happening. I can still feel the energy of birth in the air. I don't ever want this feeling to go away. I don't ever want these memories to fade. It's kind of bittersweet... that it's over. But our new life with Marisol in it has just begun, and that's even more amazing. <br /><br />Hopefully I'll be lucky enough to experience another homebirth someday. I'd love to do it again.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-38741234182395349962008-01-24T22:15:00.000-08:002008-02-29T13:16:09.209-08:00Marisol Isabella is here!!Born January 18th 2008 at 4:56am. 8lbs 10oz.<br /><br />It all started around bedtime Wednesday night. I was having contractions every 15 minutes or so while we were watching TV. They didn't hurt... and although I *thought* I was going into labor, I was still unsure. We ended up going to bed at 2am and I had fitful sleep until 4am or so, when i woke Alex up and told him that I wanted him to take the girls to my moms house. He told me to try and relax.... it was too early and he was right. I left him in bed to sleep a bit longer and got up. I tried to watch a movie. I couldn't concentrate because I was just excited! I came downstairs to surf the internet and timed contractions which were now 5-8 minutes apart. They were definitely starting to bite a bit. I woke Olivia up at 7am for school and told her she'd probably have a baby sister when she got home from school. The squirrels heard us talking and they woke up. As soon as they started talking, my contractions slowed down to about 20 minutes apart. We took them over to my moms house at about 10am and then went to pick up some food at the grocery store. I walked around the store feeling like I was keeping the BEST secret! We picked up fruit, muffins, cheese, and sandwich ingredients. <br /><br />I called the midwife and told her what was going on. I had an appointment with her at noon anyway and we decided to keep that appointment. We dropped the groceries off and headed in to her office. She checked my cervix there and told me I was 3 cm dilated. She told me to go home, take a nap and to call her when we needed her. I did plan to try and sleep. We picked up some burgers and brought them over to my moms house. Alex and the girls ate and then Alex and I headed home. <br /><br />I'm not sure when the birth pool was filled. I think Alex filled it after we got home... but everything is kind of hazy. I remember that by now, it was 2pm or so, and the contractions were back to about 8 minutes apart. We really started timing them about 4pm and they were close. 3-4-5 minutes apart and they hurt a bit. We called the midwife after about an hour of closer contractions and she wanted to come over. She was finishing up at work but she said she'd be over in a half hour or so. She arrived at about 6pm. Maybe it was earlier. Maybe it was later. While I was waiting I told Alex that I wanted to get into the pool. I didn't know how far along I'd be, and I had wanted to wait until I was 6cm to get in because we didn't want it to stall labor, but it was getting painful. I lifted the lid of the pool and stuck my hand in. It was so warm and inviting. I took my clothes off and got in. It was bliss. The pain disappeared. The contractions started coming faster but they hurt less. I will never labor without a birthing pool. EVER. <br /><br />The midwife arrived and I got out of the tub so she could take my vital signs and check my progress. Everything looked great and I was 6 cm dilated. I was amazed that I had made it to 6! With my hospital births, I was begging for the epidural at 4cm. <br />The contractions were coming about every 3 minutes and hurt a lot worse out of the tub. I wanted nothing more but to get back in. I did labor in the bathroom for a while before I got back in... but it didn't last long. Dawn called her assistant Erin and told her she should head down from Seattle. She arrived about 45 minutes later. Time is such a blur. In fact, the whole experience is a blur. I could be leaving a lot out. I remember that we were talking and laughing for what seemed a really long time. Alex was telling the midwives stories about how we met and other stories behind pictures on the walls that the midwives asked about. He was charming and funny. And he was making us all laugh. I remember feeling proud that he was my husband. My contractions hurt and I had to breathe through them. I got out of the tub in that time and labored in the bathroom for a good while. I sat down between contractions and then I held onto Alex during them. I remember I really had to vocalize through them in this position. I was checked at 9pm and I was 8cm. Alex joked that our baby WOULD be born on an even numbered day like all the rest of us. I was not amused. Not one bit. There was nothing funny about laboring for another 3 hours. I labored a bit more on the toilet and then got back into the tub. The contractions at this point were hard to deal with. But I was doing it. I could still talk between contractions, but had to focus and breathe through them. I was often having to vocalize through them. That is the last that I really remember fully.The rest is seen through a haze. I remember the contractions becoming more painful. I'm not aware what time it is, but I do remember at one point Alex saying that it was an even numbered day by then. I remember being checked and the midwife telling me the my cervix had a swollen part and that I needed to really focus and relax so the swelling could go down. I fell apart a few times. I asked to go to the hospital and Dawn said that we could try an IV of LR (electrolytes and glucose) for energy and hydration and some herbs. The only one I remember the name of is skullcap. She also said that she could break my water and there was a good possibility that it would help melt away the rest of cervix that was left. Alex reminded me how disappointed I would be if I went to the hospital. I was exhausted with only 2 hours of restless sleep in the last 48 hours. I went between thinking I could make it to sobbing and back again. The crying felt really good, though. It felt like the release that I needed and I cried until I didn't have any crying left in me. He asked if I trusted him and he said that I would be fine. I agreed to try the IV and herbs. I labored in the bed and tried to relax. They wrapped me in warm towels and a heating pad. Dawn easily broke my water without a hook. I was really scared that after my water was broken the contractions would be worse. They were more painful... but I think that the herbs and IV fluids, plus the reassurance from the midwives and my wonderful husband I was dealing with them a little better. I labored and rested for about an hour and I was checked again. I told the midwife that if the swelling hadn't gone down that I wanted to go to the hospital. She said ok.... but I think they'd have convinced me to stay home anyway. My cervix was a bit more dilated to maybe 9cm and the swelling was less but still there. I was told to keep trying to relax and I tried. <br />I remember Alex, Dawn and Erin rubbing my back and speaking to me gently. I remember Alex didn't leave my side. I remember the tremendous love I felt for my husband during those moments. I wanted to get back into the tub because being in bed was too much for me to handle. As soon as I was in, the contractions became unbearable. I don't know how long I was in the tub or what time it was. I was starting to panic with some of the contractions. Then I'd have a milder contraction. Then a harder one and I'd start panicking again. I said NO, no no no no. I wanted to give up and thought that maybe I'd made a mistake wanting to have my baby at home. I tried to feel for myself where the baby was and I could feel her head a couple inches inside me. It was what I needed to get through this! I told Erin and she came to check. I wasn't fully dilated yet and I felt panicky again. I felt like a scared, caged animal in pain. I screamed through the contractions and cried in between them. I remember that I called out for Dawn and she came over. I felt a little bit like pushing and was trying to gently push. I could feel my baby lower and lower with each contraction. I was floating on my back and I asked Dawn if I could push harder and she said yes so I did. I screamed with each push. I felt as if my back would break in half and I pushed through it. I felt powerless floating and got to my hands and knees. I screamed with another contraction and push and felt her crown. I screamed another push and I felt her head slide out. Dawn checked for a cord around her neck and Alex watched the rest of his baby come into the world. He said she swam up to me like a dolphin. The next thing I remember was holding her on my chest, and touching her face and saying Hi, baby. You're finally here!<br />I delivered the placenta in the pool. Alex cut the cord and held her while I was helped out of the pool. I wanted to snuggle with my baby, but I desperately wanted a shower so I was helped to the bathroom for the quickest shower EVER. I got in bed with my beautiful baby girl and nursed her. <br />The midwife left a couple hours later and we fell asleep together at home in our bed.<br />I fell in love with my husband a thousand times over again during Marisol's birth. <br />It's a hard feeling to explain, but I feel like a completely different woman. My home birth captured the strength a woman has but that I didn't even know existed in me. It was primal and beautiful. Somehow, now... I feel like I touched something of all the generations before me. And I KNOW when my babies have their babies I'll tell them how this experience changed me. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0HV0qpflWmlXRY552Cz4uYZw7Ru5LZXMK0ecNRkfsyf8ONRx_lHG5Nxe5sN5Lcwu2tGhvBm6QveMG85JPwviWelhwTG_t2tN4bCe_wwuKPV5P34xScVPgStU4FuR1yrZI1fFL/s1600-h/baby+4+026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0HV0qpflWmlXRY552Cz4uYZw7Ru5LZXMK0ecNRkfsyf8ONRx_lHG5Nxe5sN5Lcwu2tGhvBm6QveMG85JPwviWelhwTG_t2tN4bCe_wwuKPV5P34xScVPgStU4FuR1yrZI1fFL/s320/baby+4+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159308987196951346" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAqmvw7vCJOaPgMr3a6OLVcjWZSBi38vf-ZXIjP-lPgHuDRt8Z47ouR18uGjyV6h-wrAfxdf7gxG6WqsXHLYJ96j08r5UAkWsuIamr77Oa-wsBQ0LAi9KdX7hAdC5En1yD0BLo/s1600-h/baby+4+031.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAqmvw7vCJOaPgMr3a6OLVcjWZSBi38vf-ZXIjP-lPgHuDRt8Z47ouR18uGjyV6h-wrAfxdf7gxG6WqsXHLYJ96j08r5UAkWsuIamr77Oa-wsBQ0LAi9KdX7hAdC5En1yD0BLo/s320/baby+4+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159309420988648258" /></a><blockquote></blockquote>Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-37119245020393860892008-01-13T10:49:00.000-08:002008-01-13T11:00:54.018-08:00Oficially pregnant longer than with my last 2!Sofia and Carmen were both 3 days early. <br /><br />Olivia was a week late. I was just ignoring her statistics and I was SURE I'd have a baby by now. Mostly, everything is ready. The birth pool is here, the birth supplies are ready and organized. I have meals in the freezer. The house still needs daily scrubbing, because the tornadoes don't stop!! I'm sewing up a few white diapers today... I never did have any plain white diapers for pictures with the others, and that's what I made these for. Not sure what else.... but things do pop up! <br /><br />My tummy feels icky today, and I feel super lazy so I have a feeling I'll be pregnant a little while longer. I haven't had a nesting urge at all!! Yesterday I scrubbed my bathroom, but I had to force myself.... it was definitely NOT nesting.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-36339241043182547992008-01-02T13:06:00.000-08:002008-01-02T13:11:02.248-08:0038 weeks......No signs of labor. <br />No names. <br /><br />But I am READY! Not that I think we'll go early. Never have before. But a girl can dream. Dream of breathing easier. Dream of not having to pee every 20 minutes. Dream of enjoying a full meal without feeling like it's coming up into my throat. Dream of no more rib pain. <br /><br />Still waiting. Not so patiently.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-86936215599931967012007-12-10T23:28:00.000-08:002007-12-10T23:33:15.718-08:00I AM...THAT much of a nerd, that I photograph everything I sew to share online. As I was arranging diapers on the floor for their photo sessions, I said it out loud to Olivia.....<br /><br />"OMG, I'm a nerd!! Who does this??" And Olivia replied "You're JUST now figuring that out??"<br /><br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/Newborn%20Stash/Noobs-Stash-003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/Newborn%20Stash/Noobs-Stash-003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/Newborn%20Stash/Noobs-Stash-002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/Newborn%20Stash/Noobs-Stash-002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Oh, but aren't they squishy looking?? And aren't they pretty??Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-82697153642553726412007-12-02T12:41:00.000-08:002007-12-02T12:45:41.800-08:00Sofia's birdiful hat!!I decided to let my little Sofia help me by dyeing corriedale top with wiltons. She picked the colors, helped me paint and squirt and roll the roving into saran wrap. I put it in the microwave to some beautiful results! In return for her wonderful favor, I spun it *just for her* and made her a hat!!!<br /><br />She says it's birdiful!! That makes it so worth the frustrations!! And I absolutely had a blast watching it come out. This is my first time with color, and my first time plying. I'm so hooked. now I wish I had more energy to do more... I am way pregnant and tired and am feeling very lazy lately!<br /><br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/handspun1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/handspun1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/handspun2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/handspun2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/birdiful-hat-001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d147/strawhatbratdiapers/birdiful-hat-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-74627159850584686272007-11-26T13:25:00.000-08:002007-11-26T13:32:29.913-08:00Carmen is 2!!My sweet Carmen is 2 years old today. Time sure flies. It seems like yesterday she was just a tiny little thing... and now she's 2. <br /><br />From this:<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/StrawHatBrat/Carmen-announcement.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/StrawHatBrat/Carmen-announcement.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />To this:<br /><a href="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20071123/064637.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20071123/064637.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-45300752865440692042007-11-11T20:56:00.000-08:002007-11-11T21:01:42.779-08:00Oh, puke.Today while I was making lunch, Sofia decided to somehow open and dump a can of wet cat food on the couch. It's microfiber, so it's not stained. I cleaned it up very well, then febreezed it.... but it still stinks like shitty gross cat food. <br /><br />To top that off.... I dyed some roving today. So my house smells like catfood and wet wool. <br /><br />So not a good thing when you're pregnant. <br /><br /><br />The good news.... I'm still adorable.... in a chubby pregnant glowing sort of way. ;)Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-28415178007859843262007-11-07T00:20:00.001-08:002007-11-07T00:26:13.415-08:00Sewing clothes for the girls!!Never thought I'd make matching outfits for the girls.... But I did. and I LOVELOVELOVE them!!! <br />Does that make me a nerdy mom?<br /><br />For Sofia... <br /><a href="http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20071106/b_235825.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20071106/b_235825.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />And for Carmen...<br /><a href="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20071106/b_235919.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media5.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20071106/b_235919.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-56981585571246497622007-10-29T17:51:00.000-07:002007-10-29T17:58:53.228-07:00Baby names, baby names.... where are you??I'm lost this time. Alex is shooting down names left and right. Yet.... he doesn't have a single suggestion. Nice, right? <br />We never really decide until we see the baby anyway, but we do go in with ideas. This time, we have no ideas. Well, I do. But they've been shot down. <br />Audrey, Isabel, Estella, Evelyn, Imogen, Scarlett, Oh, I need to go through the baby name books again. I have a zillion names highlighted in my color from our last pregnancy. I think alex may have highlighted about 2 in his color. <br />It'll remain a mystery for a while longer.Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14297518.post-38258478523753559722007-10-24T16:25:00.000-07:002007-10-24T16:42:07.813-07:00Ta-DA!!!I made Sofia some socks! Not bad for a sock noob, huh??<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWX4tTrfyA_sVe_ACET30dAtXUcaaL_8gsbB2Dz1sKx0KCJlzSZ1QXv0mQ7mjU-X9xuF33Bnm7KM_F9SzZ_EvWshKpOd1zLBSifXYFmv7XlpL__If73Ceu1yVqaA2XTZDYyUvj/s1600-h/sock-002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWX4tTrfyA_sVe_ACET30dAtXUcaaL_8gsbB2Dz1sKx0KCJlzSZ1QXv0mQ7mjU-X9xuF33Bnm7KM_F9SzZ_EvWshKpOd1zLBSifXYFmv7XlpL__If73Ceu1yVqaA2XTZDYyUvj/s320/sock-002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125048736788374098" /></a><br /><a href="http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20071024/b_163800.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/100732/20071024/b_163800.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Berritthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08922260284077465778noreply@blogger.com1