I have been sucked into the Vortex

Yes.
Facebook has captured me.
All my real life friends are on it.
I can post status updates in real time.
I post photos for my inlaws to see pictures of my baby.
I am a Facebook junkie.

So, Tribe....not much more. You can find me there if you want to.

Sarah Supernova be my name!

Sorry Tribe! I love you, but I only have time for one social networking obsession now!

SuperAgent Isabella Xochiquetzal - on a Mission!

Our little princess, she was born on April 20th (yes, a 4/20 baby, for those of you who might like to toke up in celebration). A healthy 7 pounds 7 ounces.

She was born safely and gently at home, after a labor that went all in good time, without a hitch, nor any complications. Izzy was born into a gentle and loving atmosphere, safe and cozy. I never had a moment of doubt or fear - my body was perfect in knowing exactly what it needed to do - deep moaning sounds, intuitive movements...this body is an amazing machine.

And Isabella is delightful, perfect, and totally adorable. We are pretty glad she chose us to come through onto this Earth at this critical time. We're here for you girl!!

Something's Wrong With This Picture

(Caption: A naked man confronts Japanese police officers after dipping in the Imperial Palace moat in Tokyo.)

No, it's not the fact that there's a naked guy that makes this picture totally bizarre. What's really weird and mind-boggling is how horribly reactive and violent the police force is -- simply because a man is naked.

Something's very, very wrong.

Let's evolve, please!

Pregnancy Turned Me Into A Happy Homemaker

Happy Housewife? Or Domestic Goddess?

Well, some kind of belly dancing, big-breasted, Earthy, baby-growing Mama to be sure!

I'm nesting, big time!

If you know me in person, you know that I generally leave a mess behind, trailing dust and scraps of food as I walk this world. I am not a cleanly child. It was tough growing up with those ultra-sanitary Virgo parents, y'know, when I'm more like a Princesse Sauvage.

I am on a mission to destroy dust in our tiny little home! I bought a vacuum cleaner for the first time in my life (usually I borrow from neighbors for my infrequent cleaning jaunts). I bought a feather duster! I even scored a HEPA air filtration unit at Goodwill for $11.25!!!

Now my little home feels cleaner. It won't pass no white glove test, but it's pretty good for my shoddy standards. :) Maybe I won't wake up with a stuffy nose every morning... I'm sure the dust and cobwebs did not help that.

Cheers!

Being Pregnant, It's All About Food

For me anyway, that's how it is.

Right from the start, it was "I can't eat anything, my stomach is acidy. I'm nauseated. I need to eat but I have no appetite."

Now it's "I'm so hungry, but nothing sounds good. Today I want pasta, peanut butter and bread. That's all I can eat."

No wait, actually it's "I'm so hungry, but all I can stand is salad, pineapple and vegetable juice. But none of it is filling enough, so I better eat some bread and peanut butter."

I can't even remember what it was like pre-pregnancy, back when I could go hours without eating and feel just fine. Back when I had a vast appetite for a whole variety of foods. Now I seem to have only a narrow range of foods available to my weird appetite everyday. All day long I wonder what I'll be able to eat next.

Oh, and forget going out somewhere for a few hours. I always pack a bag with 5 different snacks, because I'm just never sure what I'll be able to stand eating.

So far, being pregnant is all about my stomach...although I believe something magnanimous is happening just a few inches below...

The Music That Makes Me Dance

(And a taste of the Dutch language too, for the stylish Europhiles in the house.)

Check it. Beyond Jazz, a weekly music podcast, jam-crammed with amazing house/jazz/funk/soul/hip-hop music. I personally like the dance and house episodes better than the hip-hop, but there's a little for everyone.

www.beyondjazz.net/

Best of all, it's created in Belgium, so the announcer speaks a smooth, delicious Dutch that makes me want to put a little extra cream in my coffee, if ya know what I mean. An incomprehensible language that somehow sounds sooooooooo good.

I smile twice as big now

or so it seems

when i laugh it's for the Little Bun
we're hoping he'll have our sense of humour
so we can all bust out laughing as a family

or that she'll tell us jokes telepathically.

what is the otherworldly sense of humour?

just know that we're laughing and having fun, little one

but ease up on the hormones, could ya?
cuz i'm sick of throwing up already.
seriously.

eat well, kick well, and be well.
g'nite!

Into the 2nd Trimester!

Hurrah!
The nausea, puking and fatigue are just about done! They still hit me occasionally, but it passes quickly. Last night I had a great burst of energy, put on some funky music, and danced!! My own living room dance party. Shaking my hips, wiggling out the tension in my back. It was so wonderful.

Belly dance, and other hip-moving movements are great for pregnant women, and I know plenty of women use those kinds of gyrations to get through labor. Just another reason NOT to be confined to a hospital bed!

Anyway, my belly is poking out more. It seems to have grown quite obviously in the past week. There's no denying it now...I'm no longer thick around the middle, but pregnant. It's pretty fun to not have to think about "sucking my belly in," and rather just let it proudly all hang out.

Still looking for a midwife...the one I want says she's too busy, but maybe can fit me in. I'm waiting to hear on that. The other midwife group I spoke with were very kind and competent, but I was not impressed by their 15-20% transport-to-hospital rate. Sorry, but if I'm paying a midwife, it's cuz I don't want to be in a hospital! Emergencies, sure...but 15-20% of women don't have emergencies! So that bothered me quite a bit. Let's hope for the best midwife I can find.

Otherwise, I'm having no wild spiritual pregnancy experiences. So far it's all in the physical realm. The critter's there inside me, but I don't feel it moving yet. I'm still more focused on getting good foods and exercise...the material world. There's a soul hovering around here, but I can't say we've been formally introduced yet.

Oh yeah, and I've got a craving for root beer, which I haven't had in at least 12 years. But we go for the high-end stuff from the health food store. YUM!

And that's the story so far!

I'm 10 Weeks Pregnant

I'm pregnant now,
About 2 1/2 months.
Mostly I've been paying attention to my stomach
and the nausea and vomiting
that happens almost everyday.

And the plague of heartburn
has distracted me from the
fact of the matter
that I'm growing a little life.

I hardly notice the miracle
when all I feel is sick.

But my belly is undeniably bigger,
harder and firm.
And my pants are all too tight,
low around my hips,
belly sticking out.

And growing Little Buns
reminds me of my mortality.
All this being sick
makes me think of death
and how sick I may be at the End.

And how I'm creating another little life
that will also one day be sick and one day die.

And yet I'm so attached to this little one
that I can't even dream of making it
End or go away.

Psychedelic Salon & Gaialogues

Two podcasts that truly blow my mind. One is masculine-scientific-psychedelic explorer based. The other is the deep, sensual, feminine wisdom of Gaia -- Mother Earth.

www.matrixmasters.com/podcasts/ : Psychedelic Salon

www.futureprimitive.org/GAIAlogues.html : Gaialogues

All paths leading to the same utterly spectacular goal.