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Let me tell you about my designer nursery. The minute I found out I was pregnant I started designing it. It has beautiful bright teal/blue walls. I painted the ceiling a shade of that blue closest to white. I found a light that has three hanging glass globes, each with white and gold glass beads in them. I put the lights on a dimmer so when I ever so slightly light the globes, they look like they are timbers glowing in a fire. We also used pieces from my husband’s nursery; his guardian angel picture & a teddy bear poem. I dry brushed the frames of those and a large mirror with bronze paint to match. My sister made a large sign to put over my sons bed after he was born. The background is planks of wood that are distressed and teal in color. Each letter different, the N is covered with a map that includes my, my husband, my mother and fathers birth cities. Cool right!? The A is aluminum with lights that light up! I found beautiful nursery furniture that are off white, and rustic with dark metal accents. Next was a car seat, stroller, diapers, changing pad, monitor, clothes etc. I was sparing no expense…   I could continue, but as you can see I was so excited to prepare for this baby. As the pregnancy went on there came a time I started to think about birth itself… I realized that I had to do something huge to get this baby here! The thought scared the crap out of me to be honest! I am a nurse and have seen an epidural being given. I will spare details but I knew I didn’t want one because I was too scared. My mother had three natural births and that gave me hope I could do the same. I asked my midwife what I could do to prepare. She suggested I take a comprehensive childbirth class. This was the best decision we made during the pregnancy. My husband and I quickly realized how unprepared we were for labor. Being a nurse I thought I knew a lot but really I didn’t know what it took to have a natural birth. Nutrition, exercise, relaxation, birth provider, birth team, etc etc. I also didn’t know my husband needed education. Wow, were our eyes opened up! Yes, good education costs money. But if we think about what we are preparing for it really is saving us money. After the first ten minutes of class my husband and I were so excited and we immediately knew that the class was worth the money. In 2016 students who took Birth Boot Camp’s ten week comprehensive class, 84% had a vaginal birth, of that percentage 76% had an unmedicated birth. On my most recent hospital bill, one ibuprofen was $10… Think of all of the interventions that can be prevented by preparing for a natural birth, saving you money! Speaking for myself, I am in this business because I am crazy passionate about educating couples. Far too many women are robbed of great birth experiences. I want to help couples, one at a time, prepare for amazing experiences. Not only do I prepare couples for great experiences, I help prepare them for all possibilities in labor. Labor is unpredictable, having great education will help you advocate for yourself in the event that interventions are needed. Yes, babies need car seats and cute clothes! But first they need to be born into this world. You only get one chance to birth your baby. Education gives you the opportunity to prepare for a safe and amazing birth experience! Birth and Pregnancy Classes
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Today while I was trying to talk with my cousin over lunch, my two year old decided to climb the booth like a ladder. He really enjoys poking his fingers through the slats to see if the person behind us is interested in sharing his salsa covered chips. Luckily no one had a tantrum and thankfully the restaurant was loud. This got me thinking about my life as a mother… of two. The life of a mother of two is interesting. The memory that sticks out the most to me was our first venture out of the house. It went fairly well... wait for it. We went for our two week and two year checkups. I had thought about how I was going to tackle this. My sweet husband was meeting us at the clinic. On the way there my he called and said he couldn’t make it, two machines at work had broken down. I was worried but decided I can handle this! I latched the baby in the stroller and let the toddler walk. Mistake. Number. One. (Advice to all parents expecting their second child, ALWAYS RESTRAIN THE TODDLER!) We did well throughout the checkup. My son was busy with snacks and peeling stickers off the chart over the scale. I, now teaching my childbirth classes, decided I’d like to bring some cards and fliers to the nurse manager. Since both kids were doing well I thought, “Perfect timing, I am here anyway.” Mistake. Number. Two. I wheeled the baby and had to drag the toddler into this nice man’s office. I had to go back and chase the toddler down the hall and bring him back into the room. I asked if I could close the door behind me, corralling my monkey into his office. The baby started screaming, she didn’t stop. My son decided to pull at everything on the desk, touch outlets, pull his shoes off and throw them. (Bribing him with suckers was not working this time.) I was trying to sell myself and birth boot camp to the nurse manager all while trying to tame my two zoo animals. Good thing he was a father of four, I prayed he understood. I tried to get through the meeting, whilst shooshing the baby and chasing the toddler around this small office. On the way out I myself lost a shoe, just to add icing on this terribly burnt cake. When we got to the first floor my son would not leave. He was determined to drink all of the water that the water fountain had to offer. It took about five minute of coaxing before I picked him up and carried him head first out of the clinic, while pushing the now sleeping baby in the stroller… I continue to leave the house with my two sweet love bugs. Why? Because I tell myself I can do it. If a tantrum ensues, or salsa covered chips fly, it's not the end of the world right? Life as a mother is beautiful, exhausting, hilarious and often messy. If I see you mama, struggling with your zoo animals, I will give you a reassuring smile and a helping hand. I know where you’re at and I’ve been there. This stage of life is beautiful, messy, and fun. I'm so going to miss this. Cheers - May your coffee be stronger than your toddler!  "I'm Digging Being Two"
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Paige Goldade - A Birth Boot Camp Instructor living and loving in South Dakota. She is a wife and mother of two rambunctious toddlers. She works as a childbirth educator and Board Certified Registered Nurse.Categories
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