{"id":1743,"date":"2009-10-05T11:52:29","date_gmt":"2009-10-05T16:52:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/girlwpen.com\/?p=1743"},"modified":"2009-10-05T11:52:29","modified_gmt":"2009-10-05T16:52:29","slug":"mama-wpen-the-view-from-bedrest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/2009\/10\/05\/mama-wpen-the-view-from-bedrest\/","title":{"rendered":"MAMA W\/PEN: The View from Bedrest"},"content":{"rendered":"

One of the things I like most about blogging is that your subject can change as you do. This summer I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been blogging pregnancy<\/a>, and now, with just a few weeks more to go, and to keep up with the changes going on here at GWP<\/a>, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m changing the theme to (drum roll) Mama w\/Pen<\/strong>. From here on in, keep an eye out for monthly contributions from me on the topic of emergent motherhood, feminist and otherwise, on the first Monday of each month.<\/p>\n

And speaking of becoming a mama, I just put an \u00e2\u20ac\u0153away\u00e2\u20ac\u009d message on my email, in preparation for The Big Event. In the meantime, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve not heard much from me this past month because I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been either in the hospital or on bedrest, spending much of my time lying on my side (best for babies\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 circulation for some reason)\u00e2\u20ac\u201dall of which makes it rather difficult to type on anything but an iPhone.<\/p>\n

What started as a very cutting edge pregnancy\u00e2\u20ac\u201dall those high-tech fertility interventions!\u00e2\u20ac\u201dhas ended up an anachronism. I now understand, in a very personal way, why pregnancy was once called \u00e2\u20ac\u0153confinement,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d or \u00e2\u20ac\u0153lying in.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hospitalized for early contractions at 30 weeks, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve spent the past 3.5 flat on my side, holed up with Marco, Tula (pictured here), my parents for a little while, and the occasional intrepid visitor from Manhattan and beyond. While Tula thinks bedrest is the cat\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s meow, for me, it hasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t been easy. Never in my life have I felt so limited by my body. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m a a 21st century woman on a 19th century cure.<\/p>\n

There are days when I think, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t believe women, everyday, everywhere, go through this kind of thing, have gone through this, from the beginning of time.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Intelligent design? I think not. There are days when I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m in awe of my sisters who bear pregnancy gracefully, stoically, and without complication. Granted, some pregnancies are easier than others. For me, all attempts at grace and stoicism went out the window with those early contractions, which seem to only intensify as the weeks go by. My knees buckle from the weight of me. I have dark, dark circles under my eyes.<\/p>\n

But I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m trying not to complain. Or rather, at least not in public, not out loud. I still can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t believe the technology worked. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m still in awe that at ages 40 and 48, we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re lucky enough to become first time parents, and that we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re having not just one but two.<\/p>\n

So rather than kvetch, which I confess is indeed my inclination right now, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m trying instead to embrace the absurdity of it all while I bide my time and courageously hope not to give birth for a few weeks more\u00e2\u20ac\u201deven though I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m more than ready to be done. Though it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s become increasingly hard to breath, there have been moments of buckling laughter. Like the night Marco wheeled me in a wheelchair with no leg support to the church down the block where Kol Nidre services were being held. Like the other day, when Marco walked me over to stand in front of the full-length mirror. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153See? You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re still hot,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153In a funhouse mirror kind of way.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

Funhouse aside, I feel like a character from a Margaret Atwood novel\u00e2\u20ac\u201dan incubator and not much else. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Having children is sacrifice,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d says Shari, one of the kind nurses I see regularly when I go to the hospital for my twice weekly monitoring appointments to check on the status of my contractions and the babies\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 heart rates. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It starts right here, right now.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d But what about the incubator? I want to ask, incredulous that becoming a mother has to involve such prolonged discomfort and pain. Instead, I hold my tongue, think of my roommate during my stay at the hospital, who gave birth to twin boys at 26 weeks, and feel immensely grateful to be here, with babies still inside me, at week 34.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

One of the things I like most about blogging is that your subject can change as you do. This summer I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been blogging pregnancy, and now, with just a few weeks more to go, and to keep up with the changes going on here at GWP, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m changing the theme to (drum roll) Mama w\/Pen. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1902,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[21107],"tags":[21195,851,3109,3290],"class_list":["post-1743","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mama-w-pen","tag-blogging-life","tag-body","tag-motherhood","tag-pregnancy"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1743","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1902"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1743"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1743\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1743"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1743"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/girlwpen\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1743"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}