{"id":728,"date":"2013-10-06T07:42:07","date_gmt":"2013-10-06T07:42:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.whimsicallycrazy.com\/?p=728"},"modified":"2013-10-06T07:48:57","modified_gmt":"2013-10-06T07:48:57","slug":"728","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.whimsicallycrazy.com\/?p=728","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>TMI blog time &#8211; perineal massage edition!<\/p>\n<p>The things that scare the most about labor are not the contractions.  I have mixed feelings about how I&#8217;m going to handle that part, because I feel like I have both a higher than average pain tolerance (my doula said this is common in people who deal with chronic illnesses) and at the same time, <em>no<\/em> tolerance for that kind of pain.  However what really scares me is the &#8220;ring of fire&#8221; and tearing.<\/p>\n<p>The ring of fire because my first time having sex was very, very painful for me.  Not, &#8216;oh it hurt and then it got better&#8217; painful, like stories I&#8217;ve heard, or anything else that could be considered normal because I&#8217;m convinced that if my experience was typical, the human race would not have survived this far.  It ultimately took years before sex wasn&#8217;t painful at all for me.  So I can&#8217;t imagine that accommodating a baby&#8217;s head is going to feel any different than that first time.<\/p>\n<p>In fact I think I scared myself more by writing that out!<\/p>\n<p>Tearing then doesn&#8217;t really need an explanation &#8211; the whole idea is terrifying.  I&#8217;ve been intending to do <a href=\"http:\/\/www.bloomingbellys.com\/bb-blog\/prenatal-perineal-massage\/\">perineal massage<\/a> to help prevent it, although like my plans for prenatal yoga, good intentions haven&#8217;t made things happen.  Now that I&#8217;m at the point of running every little symptom through the &#8216;is this early labor?&#8217; filter, I&#8217;m hoping it&#8217;s not too late to have an effect.<\/p>\n<p>One of the sites I looked at had Evening Primrose Oil on the list of possible lubricants so great, I thought as far as that goes.  I don&#8217;t have to decide between the fancy lube or something out of the kitchen.  I have a bottle of capsules bought originally because it&#8217;s supposed to help with menstrual cramps, then stopped because it&#8217;s supposed to aggravate UC, then put in the get rid of pile and never gotten rid of.<\/p>\n<p>All of the instructions list both &#8216;solo&#8217; and partner versions but I wanted to get a feel for things by myself first.  (Pun not intended&#8230; or was it?)  Plus it&#8217;s a little weird to have to say, &#8220;Hey in preparation for not being able to have sex for a long time, do you want to come get all up close and personal with my vagina, in a totally non-sexual way?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I set up the bed with a towel, mirror, pillows to prop up on, and the fingernail clippers to help puncture my EPO capsule.  On the baby forums I&#8217;ve seen a number of warnings <em>against<\/em> getting out the mirror and looking&#8230; it&#8217;s apparently a traumatizing experience for many.  I&#8217;m kind of proud to say that I <em>have<\/em> looked a number of times (like checking on my piercing) and things have pretty much looked the same, except for one day where there was some definite swelling.  Or it&#8217;s possible that I&#8217;ve been swollen ever since and my brain has just decided that this is the new normal, much like it thinks that since I started off a little round, I&#8217;ve <em>always<\/em> been walking around with a bowling ball in my stomach.<\/p>\n<p>What I didn&#8217;t expect was to not be able to actually find my vagina!  I mean I feel like I know my body, and I was still thinking, &#8220;Isn&#8217;t there supposed to be a hole in here somewhere??&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And my next thought apparently was that I need to share this experience with the Internet.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway the mirror is irrelevant when you don&#8217;t have three hands to hold it in place so I had to go by feel anyway.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>1. Wash your hands.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Done.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p> \t2. Find a private, comfortable place and sit or lean back in a comfortable position.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>There&#8217;s really no such thing as a comfortable position at this point, but I&#8217;ll let that one pass.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p> 3. Put a lubricant such as KY Jelly, cocoa also butter, vitamin E oil, or pure <em><strong>vegetable oil<\/strong><\/em> on your thumbs and around the perineum<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Emphasis mine.  I&#8217;ve also seen olive and coconut oils mentioned.  This is what I mean about pulling something from the kitchen.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>4. Place your thumbs about 1-1 1\/2\u2033 (3-4 cm) inside your vagina&#8230;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>And this is where I find out that reaching thumbs that far is impossible with that bowling ball in the way.  Impossible.  Hopefully fingers count.  I did my best.  My perineum better appreciate it.<\/p>\n<p>The downside has been that afterwards everything smelled like boiled chicken to me.  I&#8217;m assuming it&#8217;s the oil.  Pregnancy nose is weird.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>Then in the shower I started thinking&#8230; Baby C is technically still a fetus, as long as he&#8217;s inside, but I&#8217;m thinking of him as a baby since at this point he could come out any time, at term.  So essentially I have a newborn baby inside of me&#8230; which is weird on its own.<\/p>\n<p>But where <em>exactly<\/em> is the dividing line?  While coming out, will he be a half-baby\/half-fetus?<\/p>\n<p>Pregnancy brain is weird too.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>TMI blog time &#8211; perineal massage edition! The things that scare the most about labor are not the contractions. 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