Doula Training for RFM Hospital Update

As I type this, there is a team of staff, administrators, and midwives at RFM a hospital having a meeting regarding forward progress on training doulas to volunteer and work in their Labor Ward. This is HUGE news! This would mean trained, PAID doulas on staff and present almost every shift in the hospital. The doulas’ ability to care for each woman, or those in high need, could drastically change the atmosphere and outcomes of birth experiences for every mom. It could bless the nurses in allowing them extra support forward the laboring moms as well. Plus!!! They’d be Swazis and long term “answers” to the needs!! Please, please join me in prayer and jubilation! They are discussing all the logistics needed to move forward with hosting a training at the hospital. 

Pray that this project would not go forward if it will not bring God glory. 

Pray that the midwives and future doulas will be a unified front and a force to be reckoned with of compassion, knowledge, and quality care. 

Pray that the trainer would help this transition. 

Pray for the future doula trainees – that we might be connected to them; that the Spirit would be strong in them; that this job would align with their calling and mission; that they might affect great change in this country. 

Pray that God would be glorified and HE would move to transform the labor ward into a wholesome, life-bringing place that births empowered, knowledgeable mothers who ripple affects into their communities, as well as healthy babies. 

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Our last week has been tough. All kinds of things came to a head under this grass roof. 

Cedar started out as this gentle, easy baby who slept great, hardly woke at night and ate like a voracious crocodile (you’ve seen those cheeks, right?). Around 4 months that changed. She’s still sweet and gentle and easy-going, but only when she’s playing. When she gets hungry, she doesn’t want to eat. She’d rather play, try to catch her daddy’s eye, stare at the banana trees or wriggle around than eat. In fact she launches herself away from me. (If anyone dares to mention something about my milk not being enough or her needing solids or food or pickles or to stand on her head, I’ll reach through this phone and slap yah!). She arches and wails and flings about as if to say, “ahhhh!! The boob!! Not the boob! I don’t want to die!!!” If I wasn’t so busy holding her on my lap, I’d video this so I can laugh about it later. It started funny. But 6 weeks in, I’m a bit over it. 

And then all the sudden her naptimes became crazy too. I won’t even go into the inconsistencies and my inability to get much done during her naps. This was keeping me from going places and being with people because I’d have a baby who didn’t eat and didn’t nap and forgive me, but I got a tad overwhelmed. 

Fast forward to desperation and frustration. Yes, night times were still mostly great once she fell asleep, but naps! Oh they were rough. And not just for me. I mean, the little dear was tired! Overtired! And her blockhead parents didn’t know how to help. Bless her soul for her patience and continual love for us. 

Desperation met a really great “sleep training program.” It’s worked for loved ones. It’s worked for friends. It’s worked for a lot of people. It did not work for us at this time. 😞I tried! I wanted it to work! Some naps were better, but we all ended up sleeping less at night and Sean and I were at each others’ throats for 3 days. Finally. At 12:30am, I pulled the plug. I said, “No. We are not doing this. We are fighting and she can sense our anger! We will not try this again until we have come up with a unified approach. I’m bringing her to bed with me!” So we played in bed until 1:30. I ate a snack (in the kitchen!), Cedar had a snack. Then off to peaceful sleep she went. 

We all woke up a bit groggy the next day. And now her cold (oh yah! She had her first cold and fever and starting to teeth all in this last week, too!) turnd into MY cold too. I felt like crap. And pretty much treated my family like crap, too. 

Enter a somewhat frustrating day over “now what?!” when it came to naps. We improvised and she napped in the carrier some, cried a lot, didn’t eat much, and I kept checking those diapers. Pee meant we were hydrated. Dry meant I started to worry. I found a new book (because the programs and books always work, right?) and voraciously read with one hand, while I rocked that crib with my other. 

Thursday morning, at 5 am, I got frustrated again and thought, “This cannot go on!” So after finally getting little miss back to bed, I told Sean I was going for a walk. Me and Jesus, we did some talking. I did some confessing and venting. And I realized, I was tired. And an idiot. I was a tired idiot who had done it again. I had gone on facing tough choices and new roads with only my measly brain and efforts to support me. 

Lord, I’m so sorry. When it’s just me, I’m tired and cranky. I’m impatient, easily frustrated and consumed with forcing things to be better. I’m selfish and inconsiderate when I’m doing it on my own. Oh! But it could be different! It needs to be different! With your indwelling Spirit, I could be kind, patient, loving, peaceful, fun, and easy-going. I could be fun, Lord. I could have something other than this baby or her sleep patterns to discuss with my husband. I could snuggle her and play and enjoy her. And I’ll bet the sleep stuffs will sort out better when I’m relaxed. I bet she’ll eat better when I’m not bracing for world war 3. Oh! I’m laying me down. Fill me up today, cuz you know I need you something fierce. 

And, well, what more is there? I cannot be lovely or patient or full of grace without Him. And I really want all of those things. My family needs me to be more of these things. 

So I recommitted myself to living with the Lord’s presence and the Spirit living through the me. Who cares about housework? What’s it matter what I get done today? Loving my baby and loving my husband are enough work for this day. 

And the last 2.5 days have been amazing! I have God’s patience. It took gentle reminding to not growl in frustration when she’s wailed and thrashed and threw herself back. I quit trying to force my timetable on this little human. Instead, I remembered that she IS a little human, my precious little one, and she deserves respect and kindness. And she deserves for me to build a relationship with her – to know her likes and dislikes, to get to know how she feels most comfy to sleep, how she likes her food, which toys she giggles with, when she needs quiet, alone time, and when she needs to be with me. 

So after a hairy few days of “sleep training” aka failing, 2 sick people, and a renewed Spirit within me, our days are so good. So bright. And you know what? Naps and nursing and bedtimes are so much more fun! Plus, they’re actually happening without crying or fussing – at all! It’s amazing how easily I forget that my death grip on control only sucks life from me and my family. Yet, my open palms of surrender to Christ brings fresh, vibrant, joyful life to this grass roof and the people who love under it. 

 Cedar on Friday. Drifting off in her milk coma.  


She woke up, played quietly with her lovey, then fell back to sleep. No tears. No protests. This momma was thrilled!


She and Thor have finally discovered the other one existed. She loves his fur, and he’s keen for the extra attention. 

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Recently in Our Lives

I’m doing some internal work about releasing myself from guilt, so I won’t apologize for not blogging lots. However, I recognize I’ve been blogging less, so in an effort to just share a few things, here’s some recent happenings: 

– I decided that assisting our baby in taking naps was a good thing, so I’m trying to do better about that. She responds well and it’s mostly working for us when we’re home. 

Mkhulu Magongo wants to organize a water scheme for his section of Masini. He’s asked Sean for help. Sean asked for a committee. He’s delegated some inquiries and recording of information to said committee. 

– We had rain!! It’s dry season, so it’s usually quite crispy and brown, but twice in the last week we had a nice sprinkle. Enough that outdoor work halted. 

– We enjoyed another Christmas in July party! Such fun to have an excuse to gather with friends, feel connected to our traditions from home (for most of us are from the northern hemisphere), share dirty Santa festivities and enjoy life on a Sunday afternoon. 

– our church’s forward momentum seems to have rolled to a stop. We’re a bit weary of trying to push start this 3 ton car. Onward and upwards! Slowly, but surely we hope! 

– I, Nicole, am enjoying another Beth Moore Bible study with some other missionary ladies. I crave the homework sessions and videos we watch when we’re together – mostly because having someone else teach me fills me. Ah! I love it and love how the Spirit within me is stirred! 

– Yes, I’m gettin pretty excited about home health changes I have seen through the Plexus Worldwide products I’m using and sharing with Sean. 😊 I haven’t earned enough to drop all of our supporters, but I did pay for half of my order through the business. Yahoo!! 

– Speaking of supporters, look for an email from us. We’re aiming to reconnect with folks through Skype, so we’d like make it a date!!! Feel free to contact us with your best times as well! 

– Five months. Cedar Lucile is 5 months old!!! She’s a little peanut of course. She still sports a toothless grin, which I love. She hasn’t rolled over yet, which Sean loves to try enticing her to do. She laughs a lot, is generally quite content, enjoys playing on her tummy, back, or when she’s sitting or standing with our help. Recently she’s become unhappy to watch me in the kitchen. She fusses and groans until I hoist her up and let her hold (and drop!) recipes, mini zucchinis, or wrappers. Her little hand just waves open and closed repeatedly as she stares at it, willing objects beyond her reach to teleport. Her cradle cap has mostly cleared up. I’m still breastfeeding and that’s going well. She is more distracted during the day and would rather play than eat, so I’ve had to get creative when we’re away from home. She squeals a lot, adores her glow-worm and seems to recognize faces on skype! 

– Thor continues his valiant defense of our homestead. The neighbors thought Sean killed their big dog because they heard it yelling mercilessly one night. They were relieved it was only Thor who caught the dog’s hind leg on its way through the fence, terrorizing it as the mongrel tried escaping!

– our garden flourishes! Soon we’ll have bananas from the first tree we planted when we moved her. I can’t wait to feed Cedar her first ethically grown, organic, LOCAL banana! 

– We’ve got a meeting slated in a week to discuss the formation of some farm tours. An idea for small farmers doing creative, lucrative or replicable things to open their farms for anyone to visit and learn on certain days in the month. The visits would rotate location, but also be educational. We’re really excited about talking with 2 other couples practicing permaculture here! 

– We still hope for interns or longer-term folks! 


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