Kombucha - From mold to magnificient

Because I happen to be a HUGE fan of blog carnivals, I've found another one to link up to occasionally!  It is reffered to as Real Food Wednesdays.  If you love real food and happen to be looking for some great new recipes or knowledge, go check it out here at this blog I found: Kelly The Kitchen Kop.


In my first post about kombucha, roughly five seconds into writing it, I realized I -almost- ruined my second attempt at kombucha!  Almost.  You can read about that mistake here.  I am happy to say that the batch turned out magnificently!  I could drink this stuff all day if I really wanted to.  Seriously, it is -that- good.  I didn't think fermented tea would be this amazing, but I admit to being totally and completely wrong.  Sadly, though, I didn't get a picture of either my first batch or the second awesome one, so have a picture of my girls!

Because taking a picture of Kombucha is overrated.

Now, you're probably wondering where I heard of this stuff, right?  Well, a few friends around here had been talking about it.  At that time, I didn't care about it.  I had absolutely no interest in a giant mushroom looking thing sitting in tea for a week in which I was then supposed to drink.  Not happening!  Except, never say never, right?  Soon, I came across the stuff on pinterest.  Then someone else mentioned it.  At that point, my curiosity peaked, and I began researching all the benefits of simply drinking such a weird tea.  As if I needed more convincing, I picked up my copy of Nourishing Traditions and started reading the beverage section.  There sat the recipe to make this weird tea the world is bragging about.  I found myself hunting for a SCOBY after that.  Lucky for me, someone around here already had kombucha fermenting.  You know kombucha is ready when a daughter SCOBY grows.  Once the new one appears, you can either keep it in your brew, toss it, or give it to a friend.  Don't like those options?  See this link for a few recipes and uses.

Brewing my first batch in the cabinet in a bowl  :D

If all those links make you want some tea, but you don't have friends who make it, you can buy the culture here.  If you're extra fancy and have a nice awesome health food store nearby, you can grow your own culture by looking at this link to find out how.

Do you plan on trying this tea now?  Or do you already drink it regularly?

7 Quick takes #4 - Boobs

Go visit the linkup over at conversiondiary.com

Lately, I've been on an insane pro-breastfeeding kick.  I -love- breastfeeding and all its benefits.  I feel bad for the women who can't, or those who have horrid supply issues.  I sometimes even find myself bothered by those who simply choose not to breastfeed, but who am I to judge?  My first child was not, and honestly, things happen, but all in all, the choice is always left to the mom.  It is her choice, and no matter what that choice may be, she should get supported.  Unless the choice is ridiculously harmful like giving your newborn straight up ultra-pasteurized, homogenized cow milk.  Or not feeding the kid at all.  Anyway this week's quick takes (again, aiming for going regularly again) is all about breastfeeding.  Below are 7 links to better your nursing relationship and hopefully even help a few of you solve some issues you might be having.

1.  Kellymom is probably a resource you visit often, and definitely makes for one of the best go to sites.  If you haven't been there yet, go check it out! 

2.  Have you ever heard of quinoa (keen-wah) milk?  Apparently it is also known as a mother's tonic.  I first found this recipe about it in the book Noursing Traditions (kitchen must have, by the way), and it mentioned it as a nursing mothers tonic.  I then went to google for more information and found this!


But then the next link was even more interesting!  That woman was making baby formula!  I had no idea about that one.

3.   Raw milk will boost supply.  Or so this intriguing story tells.  I can attest that it does indeed help.  My supply has plummeted, I've been craving my milk, and its only been four days since I ran out.

4.  There's a really good reason your toddler still wants to nurse.  According to this amazing woman pioneer in the studying of breastfeeding (by the name of Kathy), human children should nurse for a minimum of 2.5 years to a max average of 7 years.   

Here's a USA Today article talking about her and this very topic!

5.  How about those thumb suckers?  According to Kathy, thumb/finger sucking really means baby just wants more boob.  Read more about that here. 

6.  Still haven't found a solution to your supply issues?  Try a nursing vacation!  Its where you and your baby just sit in bed and relax all weekend.  The catch?  Skin to skin contact!  Cuddle up with a good book and be naked.

7.  Lastly, I'll leave you with a link to the LaLecheLeague on Breastfeeding in Public.  Don't be worried, as if someone is bothered, then they're staring too hard.  

Top Ten Tuesday - Ten Household Time Management Tips

The top ten tuesday blog carnival is hosted over at Many Little Blessings.   My friend over at Momma in Progress introduced me to this awesome weekly linkup, and I greatly enjoy participating when I can.  Go check it out here and perhaps participate yourself.  Afterall, top ten lists can be quite exciting.

This year's goal has me doing so much and so little at the same time.  In fact, I'm having loads of trouble actually sticking to it.  I'm going to blame the internet even though I know its my very own will power keeping me attached to laziness.  Example:  Coming up with just the idea of this post took almost an hour, and that entire time, I was reading blogs, googling things, and refreshing facebook.  Productive, right?  Ha.  None of those things brought me any new knowledge I didn't already know, nor did any of it lead to anything even lazy-productive.  So, in hopes of boosting my productivity this week, I think that if I write about all the things I should do but don't (and a few I do accomplish), it'll put things more into perspective.  Goal this month:  Get more done around the house



1.  Social media

The first step is admitting the problem.  The second?  Fixing it.  I realize the days I feel super unproductive are the same days I spend too much time on the computer.  Particularly Facebook.  Or Pinterest, though that one is much more productive than refreshing a page.  Either way, even though I do it fairly regularly, this is not in any way shape or form how I want to spend my days.  Time to step away from the internet for most of the day.

2.  Clean in your Routine

One thing I learned from The FlyLady is that routines are blessed things.  They hold the key to making my day go smoothly, and if I need routine to accomplish most tasks, why not cleaning too?  So I try fairly hard to build tasks such as dishes, cleaning bathrooms, laundry, and mundane things into these routines of mine for sheer ease.  If you do something every day for 21 days, it suddenly becomes second nature.

3.  Prepwork

Especially in terms of dinner, prepping things makes me feel like I've done so much more work even if I haven't, in a good way.  I feel on top of my game when a dinner that takes an hour only takes twenty minutes because all the hard part has been done already.  When you have the spare time, do things that would make future tasks easier, such as chopping carrots, gathering supplies, mashing bananas, mixing dry ingredients, and presorting laundry when you take it off.

4.  Video Games

These things may make a person feel better, but if you find yourself spending -all- day playing a game that will get you nowhere, then doesn't it feel like you've pretty much just wasted an entire day of your life?  Of course, there's nothing wrong with a little time spent enjoying a game, but be real.

5.  Involve the children

One of my biggest problems in getting things done is that the kids are always in the way, or I dont have time for this and them, or my most popular lately, "I can't do everything with you guys acting like tornadoes!" Why not involve them in the task instead?  Of course, this will take more time to complete it, but if its time together, then its well spent indeed, right?

6.  Plan ahead..  And do it.

I like to have my day planned out mostly, especially meals and activities.  If I say "I'm going to cook this for dinner, and we're going to make playdough," changes are I'm actually going to do those things instead of trying to find something to do that day.  No time spent wondering what to do.  Now, the catch with planning is that one must actually complete said planned tasks.  The entire point is moot if you aren't going to actually use it.

7.  Organize yourself

Last year, I made this nifty organizer (in which I lost the pdf page files!  D:) that helped, until it just got too...  papery.  Instead, I discovered a fairly expensive app called Pocket Informant.  Sure, the thing costs a fortune in terms of applications, but definitely worth it!  Write down your plans, menus, tasks, activities, appointments, and random other things because chances are, unless you're an elephant, you can't remember -everything- all the time.  Also, organize your things.   If you don't use it, it doesn't make you smile, or it isn't going to ever be used, why are you keeping it?  If you are keeping this thing, find it a home.  And keep it there when you're not using it.  This makes that thing so much easier to find and less time spent looking for it the next time you need or want said item.

8.  "You can do anything for 15 minutes."

This is one of the biggest most awesome pointers I learned from the flylady.  Need to get something done but feel overwhelmed?  Are those dishes piling over?  How about that paper you don't want to write?  Just spend 15 minutes doing it.  No, you probably won't finish it in that amount of time, but you will have fifteen minutes of work done.

9.  Don't overwhelm yourself

One of my biggest problems is that I plan and say, "I'm going to do this and this and this," except you realize that all those things will take -forever- to do and doing them all in one day is virtually impossible.  You can't do anything and everything all at once (or all on your own for that matter) so don't even try.  That's just asking for failure.

10.  Just do it.

Lastly, just do it.  Stop saying, "Oh I'll do it later."  Or, "I don't want to..." Or even, "Someone else will do it."  Chances are that said task will never be done.  Ever.  So why not just get the thing done?  Or atleast start on it.  Use that fifteen minute phrase to your advantage.

Do you have any useful productivity/time management tips to share?

Getting up to speed Part 3 - Pottenstein

Sometime mid July, the neighbors invited us to go to Pottenstein with them.  More specifically, to this place called Devil's Cave.  Its a huge giant cave that has so many pretty stalactites  stalagmites, and skeletons in it. That sounds like pretty much every cave though, right?  What makes this one unique is how deep it is as well as how the cave earned its name.




A long long time ago, the villagers of the town kept losing their animals into this cave.  Their livestock just kept disappearing in that particular area, and very quickly, they came to discover the cave.  Since, you know, a cave is virtually a giant hole in the ground, the locals began to believe that the devil would come up and steal their livestock when the animals wandered too close.  Eventually, people actually came in and explored what part of the cave they could.  At first, this was only about 100m, and no skeletons were found.  Soon, modern technology allowed for renovations and deeper exploration.  It was then that many intact and complete skeletons were found throughout the cave, including a massive bear, which can be seen when one takes the tour.

The cave bear

The light at the end of the tunnel.

Family photo!  (The child on the left is my neighbor's daughter.  The girls jumped into both family's pictures.)

Have you ever been here or somewhere like here?  How was it?

Pins #2 and #3 - A tale of two fails

I wanted to bring in the new year and start the month out right, and by that, I mean I wanted to try new things.  My first two choices?  Kombucha and Sourdough starter.  Both failed rather miserably.  We'll start with Kombucha:

What's this?  Well, its a fermented tea drink.  You take a SCOBY (symbiotic culture of bacteria and yeasts) and just put it in a gallon of freshly brewed sweet tea. OHMYGOD I FORGOT TO ADD SUGAR. Oy!

..I'll return to writing more when I can remember silly things like this.


Have you ever forgotten an important ingredient and then wondered why it wasn't working?

How did my Garden Grow

Last year, I started gardening, and I didn't expect -anything- to grow, but my optimism held out, and guess what!  I grew things!  Not all of it turned out, but some of it did, and to be totally honest, I didn't even expect  one vegetable to be edible, but surprisingly, I had tasty lettuce all the way until September.  And while I had a good slug problem, it wasn't bad enough to actually render the lettuce crops useless.  Sprinkling salt around the garden helped keep them out, until one day I forgot to move said slugs.  They made a dead slug bridge over my salt boundary.  Eeeew.

Though out the summer, I.. ignored the garden.  Aside from this picture, I don't think I tended it, except to pick lettuce and the occasional weed.  Ok, the weeds actually took over quickly once I just didn't take the time to pull them as often.

Regardless, at the end of september, I decided to go ahead and pull everything up so that the yard had time to heal before we moved.  That didn't go so well, but we can pretend, right?  Here's what I managed to pick that day:

Yep, I picked those WAY too early.  That's ok though.  I liked the taste of the big purple carrot.  The smaller ones tasted rather sour for carrots.  Not pictured is my garlic.  Those turned out fairly wonderfully.  By that, I mean that I could actually cook with them even though each bulb consisted of three cloves.  Tiny but useful.  Next year, I'll be more patient.


First year I learned:

- Be patient.  It'll grow eventually.
- It requires more work than you think.
- I can't successfully grow things above ground yet, though my root veggies do well.
- The internet was correct when they told me that broccoli would bolt to seed quickly in heat.  As in, overnight.
- Small animals around here feel the need to unearth garlic.  Maybe they only like mine.

Did you grow a garden last year?  Or ever before?  Share your tips in the comments!

Getting up to speed Part 2

What in the world did I do for six months instead of blog?  I bet you're wondering all about the adventures I've done and the things I've created since June, right?  Well, this series of posts will be full of the big fun awesome activities that have happened since then, one awesome adventure at a time. 

Orion's second birthday  

We planned a party, but the day before he managed to spike a horrid fever.  And it didn't go away for a week.  So this year, we didn't have an actual party, but I did make him a fantastic cake.  He loved it! 

All I did was bake a 8 x 8 square cake, put it on a plate, and frost.  I fully intended to put these cute push pop airplanes on the cake, but instead decided that metal planes would get more use and wouldn't make the cold worse.  Those planes are still in use today.  Actually, all the things we gave him for his birthday are still played with.  I think that's a sign we did good!  Had two floor puzzles, an RC fire truck, and these planes.  You might ask how I managed that?  I think I just came across some sturdy toys by chance.  I mean, this fire truck can take a fall like no other, down three flights of stairs to be exact.

Pin #1 - Chapstick Cupcakes

One might read this title and think, "Who in their right mind would even WANT chapstick cupcakes?!  That sounds terrible."  Well, yeah, they were terrible.  So terrible in fact that now, when I ask my neighbor how bad something tastes, the scale is 1 to chapstick cupcakes.  Nothing I have ever made has tasted worse than these things.  Except, maybe the frosting I put on top of them.  Here's a picture of when my friend took a bite out of one:

"Mmmm chapstick!"

Then, you'll probably be thinking, "but they  looked so tasty in the initial image!"  Yeah, that's because I used the image the original blogger had taken, because for some reason, I didn't think about taking a picture of my Frankenstein of food.  I sincerely hope the blogger doesn't mind, as she's got some pretty neat recipes.

Well, I bet you're wondering what in the world I was trying to make, right?  I had my daughter pick out what she wanted to do for her birthday this year.  She wanted cupcakes, so off to pinterest we went.  Well, the decision to make these lemonade cupcakes with raspberry frosting was made.  By a four year old.  Mom can't possibly mess this up, right?  Wrong.


At first, I don't even know how I messed it up, but then, after reiterating how I made them, I realized that you DO NOT mix lemon juice and milk in at the same time.  That makes buttermilk.  So, if you want to scare your friends away from ever touching your food again, make these!  All you have to do is follow the original recipe, except add the lemon juice and milk in at the same time.  Then get distracted by a needy child for roughly 3-4 minutes.  Return and finish mixing and follow the recipe to the T the rest of the way.  Perfect horrid cupcakes!

Have you learned any kitchen don'ts by trial and error?

Getting up to Speed Part 1

What in the world did I do for six months instead of blog?  I bet you're wondering all about the adventures I've done and the things I've created since June, right?  Well, this series of posts will be full of the big fun awesome activities that have happened since then, one awesome adventure at a time.

Edelweiss Anniversary

Sometime last February, I managed to win a free two nights stay at Edelweiss resort in Garmisch, Germany by answering a random trivia question about Amelia Earhart.  It pays to know your random useless facts sometimes!  Well, we decided that we wanted to go sometime during the summer, and even found a babysitter for the children, complete with full plans on hiking up the Zugspitze, which is the tallest mountain in Germany.  Ha, none of that happened, except the actual stay in the hotel.  The baby sitter flaked, and my pregnancy started becoming super painful to the point I couldn't really make it up stairs, much less up a mountain.



Despite our alone anniversary vacation turning into a full fledged family trip, we enjoyed our stay and went on to have entirely too much fun anyway.  Only at this particular moment in time have I realized that we didn't take any pictures while at the hotel this time!  We also managed to only get -one- picture with the children and me in it.  Who does that?!  Us.  I'll be making it a priority to make sure we get a family picture any time we go somewhere from this moment on.  (So enjoy the scenery pictures instead!)

Now, down to the details of what actually happened.  Well, we arrived, awe'd at the beauty, played in the pool, and enjoyed an interesting dinner at the downstairs bar/grill because going out into town was overrated.   The kids hated the life vest requirement, but everyone still managed to get soaked, play around, almost drown, and then decide the pool sucked.  Followed, of course, by the request to return.

Day two held much more exciting things.  We went to both linderhof and Neuschwanstein!  The only thing that sucked was rain at Linderhof followed by a crabby almost two year old at the castle.  Oh, and the wait. This story I am lucky enough to tell in pictures.

This is the fountain behind linderhof palace.  

That, well, that is the gazeebo at the top of all. those. stairs.  Holy cow, what a walk.

But the garden was beautiful.  so many pretty statues!

The only picture with me and the kids.  Also, a photobomber.  Good job, random stranger!

That's the palace from about halfway up.

And there it is from the top.  We were lucky enough to be right at the gazeebo when the fountain turned on.  I had no idea it even was an actual fountain.

"Don't mind me, I'm just a random swan."  The kids tried to pet it. 

This one walked the entire way.  Notice me using the umbrella as a cane.  My hips were on fire by this point.

What's this?  Hohenschwangou.  It is the twin castle of Neuschwanstein.  

Then, we had to walk up a very long hill to the castle because the Horse and buggy don't actually take you all the way up.  Why would they?

But, nonetheless, I made it up!

And then proceeded to take a picture of the castle we had come from.

After the tour, we decided the bus would be the best route down.  Little did I know, it was a nice walk uphill.  I think I was about dead by the time we reached the bus area.

And then we realized we could do even MORE walking and go see the waterfall.  Genius, right?  I barely made it back to the car after that.

One might ask, "What did you learn by this?"  That wearing an ergo with a 25 pound child in it actually helps sciatica and hip problems in pregnancy.  Also, don't walk that much up hill.  And don't take a two year old out site seeing.

What an interesting anniversary we had.  I cannot wait until the day we can actually spend some time away from children.  One day.

365 Days of Pinterest Take #2

Last year, this challenge failed.  Miserably.  So miserably in fact that I'm embarrassed to tell you I'm going to try again.

Why try again?  Well, honestly, why quit just because life got in the way?  I think that means set smaller goals, not expect to get to the top of the mountain on the first try.

Last year, the goal was to do 365 things/ideas/projects I found on pinterest or across the internet that ended up being pinned.  Which pretty much includes every meal, project, inspiration, idea, and image that I use to improve my life.  Easy, right?  Ha. Ha.  Ha.   Not very easy because I kept choosing time consuming things.  So this year, my goal will not be to complete 365, but instead to do 104.  Two a week should be achievable, particularly during moving time!

Wish me luck!  Oh, and if you feel like joining in on this challnge, come join our facebook group.

One Word Resolutions

Last year, my new year's resolutoin was to stop drinking caffeine, and for the most part, it worked!  I started drinking some a little back before I had the baby, but once she was born, I couldn't drink it without being up all night with a gassy baby, and quite frankly, I LOVE me some sleep.



This year, I thought about what I wanted to be or do, and what would be most important to me in the new year.  I quickly realized that I no longer have time to just sit and do nothing, and afterall doing nothing is boring anyway.  Yet, no matter how often I do things, I still find myself wanting to sit and do nothing.  Why? This makes no sense, as I don't enjoy it, I just find myself doing it.  Then, I remembered a post from a fellow blogger at Momma in Progress.  She follows the one word idea, and this year, I think I'll do that too.

What do I want my year to bring?  Productivity.  I no longer want to spend my time doing meaningless things or ignoring important tasks to do less demeaning ones.  I need more purpose in my life, and I think that if I live the next year being productive, after a year, it should be a life style.  Afterall, why spend what I can't afford?

How about you?  Do you have a good resolution?  Or do you not make them at all?

Astrid's Birth Story

I am really not sure where to start back up in the blog world.  I've been MIA for six months, and lets just say this last pregnancy wasn't an easy one, but I still achieved an amazing homebirth with the best birth team I could as for.  This is a good place to start back up, right?  How about backtracking.

This is the last picture taken of me while pregnant.  It was taken at the beginning of september at my baby shower.  Doesn't do my belly justice at all.  (By the way, do you like our cake?)

October 10th, 2012:  Braxton hicks began.  I hit 37 weeks on October 7th, and I had a strange feeling baby would come before her due date.  The contractions started about three in the afternoon and continued until midnight.  This continued until Tuesday, the 16th of October, getting stronger each day.  I spent six whole days with uselessly difficult afternoons.  Dealing with two kids during contractions is not in any way easy.  We aired up the birth pool on this day.

Tuesday, October 16th, 2012:  I thought today would be D-day.  Contractions started like always around three.  They were instantly 2-3 minutes apart and had me doubling over in pain.  Around 7Pm, I called my awesome midwife to come because I just felt like it was actual labor this time.  She came, and then suddenly, contractions started spacing apart and went on to stop almost completely.  Turns out it was labor, early labor.  I had a while to go.

The next day, nothing happened.  I felt very discouraged that even the boring BH contractions didn't come.  Oh well.  The day was spent nesting like no other, refilling the air in the birth pool because there was a small hole we couldn't find, and after 6 days, the pool was only halfway blown up.  That night, I made sure everything was done.  I had an appointment in the morning and wanted to do nothing until after picking up my 4 year old from school.

October 18th:  I woke up, and nothing happened, as normal.  The husband went back to work for PT and what not, while I waited for Nina.  He had been let off for tuesday and wednesday since we knew I was making some progress, but since nothing happened wednesday, back to work he went.)  She arrived and we did all the normal appointment things and then I complained about being sick and tired of contractions and wanted it to just be done with.  (Don't we all?)  So I had this great idea of drinking the castor oil I had in the cabinets for an oil face wash I've been using.  Nina left, and my exhausted self headed to the kitchen.

About 12:30ish, after a good lunch, I mixed about a tbs of castor oil in with some chocolate milk.  This masks the taste very effectively, if you use enough chocolate syrup.  I didn't have any of the nasty side effects castor oil is known for, so I guess either chocolate milk is awesome or I'm immune to crapping my brains out..

2:00 -  I walked to the school to pick up my daughter, and nothing happened.  I think I had a contraction or two, but not anything worth noting.  We played at the park that day, and the second I walked in the door around 3, contractions started.  Painfully.  Mindnumbingly.  2-3 minute apart one on top of another.  For some reason, I was sure that I was not in labor.  About 4:00, I called my doula who was supposed to come over.  The conversation went a little like this:

Me:  "These contractions HURT.  I need some help gettting through them.  Do you have any ideas?"

Her:  "Have you tried swaying your hips?  Where do you feel them?"

Me:  "They feel like superfuckingintense round ligament pains."

Her:  "The hips thing should help, so should rocking or dancing."

Me:  "Ok, but they're really strong.  I'll try it next one."

-contraction hits-  -insert screaming, moaning, and groaning here complete with high pitched squealing-

Her:  "Are you sure you're not in labor?"

Me:  "Impossible."

Her:  "Call Nina and have her come over."

Me:  "But I'm not in labor!"

Her:  "Yes, you are.  Call her."

She hung up.  After the next contraction, I called my husband to see when he was coming home, as I was still pretty damn sure I wasn't in labor.  He said he was on his way and asked if I was, you know, in labor.  I said no.  Then a contraction hit.  He also said to call Nina.  But of course, I was NOT in labor.  No way were these crazy intense fast paced contractions labor.  About 4:45 or so, he walked in the door, helped me deal with a few contractions.  Packing back and forth, dancing, and screaming like I was dying are what helped the most at that point.  After a few contractions, as I have no clue how many, he forced me to call Nina.  That conversation went like this:

Me:  "I'm definitely not in labor, but Morgan and Michael think you should come."

Her:  "Well, what would make them think you're in labor.  Are you having contractions?"

Me:  "Yes, they're like the other night, but stronger."

-contraction hits.  I'm grabbing my stomach, screaming and yelling at this point-

Her:  "I'm on my way."   /end call.

I recall going up stairs until Morgan arrived, but I'm pretty sure this is the point I went into laborland.  I was really hoping I'd be coherent the entire labor.  How crazy was I for thinking that?  I have no idea when Nina.  I do remember morgan using a rebozo and it helped immensely.  Once Nina did arrive, Morgan asked if I wanted the pool filled up.  I remember telling her at this point that once again, I was not in labor and that filling up the pool was useless.  She then asked me if I needed anything, and I replied, "SOMEBODY CALL NATASHA."  She was supposed to be photographing the birth for me.  They ended up getting ahold of her via facebook.  Thank you, facebook.  Following that Morgan filled up the pool, even though for some awful reason, I was SO SURE it was not labor.

I love the baby smiling in this picture.  It totally embodies the power of this birth.

Soon, I had a huge need to vomit all over everything.  But I didn't puke.  I think this event happened before Nina arrived and I recall her saying that the need to puke means you're getting reallllly close.  In all honestly, looking back at it, I think this was the point where I started to go into transition.

As I came out of the bathroom, I came out of laborland when Morgan said the pool was filled up.  For a full minute or two, I could actually think!  It was a nice change.  I waited until after a contraction, and ran down the two flights of stairs as fast as I could.  I don't think I've ever seen a pregnant woman move that fast in my entire life.  The next contraction hit as I was climbing into the pool.  The water was enough relief to where I had one or two contractions where I wasn't totally screaming my brains out.  I think.  I could be very wrong, but I remember them being easier to deal with for a total of three or four contractions.  Back to labor land I went after that for however long I was in laborland.  I had no sense of time or direction at this point.

Side note:  Throughout the entire story, once my husband arrived home, he was constantly rubbing and putting counterpressure on my back.  It helped SO much, and I am very sure I couldn't have done it without him being there right next to me through each and every wave of pain.

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Suddenly, I had about a five minute break between two contractions.  I felt so great during that time, and we even laughed.  Nina made a great stiff joke.  I wish I could remember what it was, as I was laughing for days afterward.  Should have written it down.  I think this is the point where I was fully dilated and going into transition, because after that, all I remember is pain.  Lots of pain.  I tried so hard to just "escape" and go somewhere else until baby arrived, but it just wasn't happening.  After what felt like a few eternities, I asked Nina to check me, because I noticed I was fighting contractions and wanted it to be over.  I also said that I wasn't moving so she had to maneuver and figure it out on her own.   That worked, and she told me I was fully dilated and could push whenever I want.

The pushing began the next contraction.  My water broke, and out came her head, and for some reason, perhaps the same reason I didn't think I was in labor, I didn't stop pushing when the contraction ended.  

Nina:  "Are you pushing?"

Me:  "Yes.  GET IT OUT."  (I may have thought the get it out part.  I don't know if I said that out loud or not.)

Nina:  "Well stop.  Its not very effective and you might tear."  (Again, I think that's what was said, but it could have been different.  That's how I interpreted what was said though.)

I stopped, and once the next contraction hit, she came out into the water.  The next thing I recall I was sitting down in the pool trying to keep her head above water.  Her cord was fairly short, as I was holding her super uncomfortably because of it.  I asked later how Astrid came forward to me, and Nina said she had pushed her enough to guide her forward between my legs.

The other two kids came down to the basement at this point.  I have absolutely no idea what they were doing throughout labor.  I asked aria if she wanted to cut the cord, but i think the blood in the water bothered her too much.   Natasha got the opportunity.

That awesome moment when you and your baby really look at each other for the first time and connect.

Natasha cutting the cord

The kids meeting their new baby sister

Dad and daughter bonding instantly

Big sister admiring little sister

Big brother

New baby being weighed.  She ended up being 3500g.  Or roughly 7lbs 14oz.  My biggest baby!  What a happy birth.  Also, this is Nina, the most amazing cool helpful wonderful person I know, and not just in the aspect of birth.  She's knowledgeable in all kinds of things and even caught a tongue tie that was causing issues.  The best part about her?  She knows how to trust you and just go with it.  If you ever find yourself in Bavaria and pregnant, this is who you should see.

Overall, I wouldn't change a thing about my birth, and I'd do it again in a heartbeat, except, I better not have any more children!