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Blue Lion Cub

I’m the proud owner of an actual car, and it’s a doll!  The tiny Peugeot 107 but it’s just right for me, Antonia, and the picnic basket.  Also it’s a pretty blue colour and has a CD player, so we are both very happy.  It came a couple of months earlier than expected, causing an unexpected cash flow situation.  On the other hand I came back from the UK to find we were still a one car family so its arrival really eases that strain.  No more choosing between being a prisoner at home or tagging along on major driving around sessions where everyone tries to get all their conflicting activities done!  This car is tiny, relatively green and cheap to run, and drives very nicely so far. Many people have this suspicion that since we live on a mountain we need a big, powerful car. This is not quite true.  These little city cars are strong on the lower gears with less power in 4th and 5th.  To drive on hills you mostly need the lower gears (to American readers:  the car is a stick shift, like 99 percent of cars driven in Europe). Also the car is very light.  What with one thing and another, it climbs at the same speed and in the same gear as our SUV.  Mike thinks it will fare badly in the snow, but I think it will only be grounded on the four or five days a year when it is actually snowing.

Now I am thinking that with all the excitement of having a new car, and because it is a very simple car, now is a fine time to teach Antonia some basic car mechanics and maintenance.

Vrooooom!

I am very much into simplifying life, which usually means getting rid of possessions, but occasionally it means acquiring one judiciously.  Last night, I vowed that I was going to buy my own car.

The situation with ‘our’ current cars is as follows: both of them are relatively small SUV’s which they make up for by running on LPG. Well, sort of running.  The first one is a good 14 years old, and has done quite well considering.  It is still on the road, and if we can find out why it drives as if the engine was about to drop out any moment we may even have a buyer for it.  The second one was a lemon when Mike bought it at least 8 years ago.  Both of these cars spend a lot of time in the shop.  When I say a lot of time, I mean that at least one of them is there almost always, and the lemon has now been undrivable and unfixable since September.  It frequently has spent six months at a time off the road.  One of the reasons for this situation is that Mike has a ‘deal’ with the man who installed the LPG systems.  Mike works on his computers for free and the man works on our cars for free.  The long and the short of it is that Mike has been getting screwed over for well over 8 years, but he’s declined to do anything about it so far. Furthermore, the cars are of a make the LPG man doesn’t specialise in… in fact there are only 2 garages in the area that can work on them, and neither want to because the cars have been modified and the other guys are not real car mechanics, they just carry out routine procedures on their particular car brand.  Their most routine procedure is sending off to Japan for expensive spare parts. Both the cars technically belong to Mike and are insured in Mike’s name for a large sum of money annually, most of which is going to waste.  Of course, Mike would say that they are the family’s cars, but I know damn well they’re not mine really, because if they were, this situation would not exist.

In the midst of all this, Mike has spent most of the last several months trying to convince me that ‘we’ want a Suburu Forester.  He says this is the ecological choice for us, since we simply must have a 4-wheel drive, because there is thick snow on the driveway for about 5 days a year.  He has not specified any details of how we’re going to get rid of two currently unsellable cars and where we’re going to get the money to buy his dream machine.  Last night, I reached the peak of frustration and decided that having my own car was the only way forward.  It’s a very empowering thought and I spent most of the day learning about cars and calculating.

I wanted one that was ecologically friendly and frugal.  Fortunately the two often go hand in hand.  I was already pretty sure that I wanted a Peugeot or a Renault, like about 75% of my fellow citizens.  I’m absolutely not going to try to argue about whether they’re the best cars in the world, though my family have been happy Peugeot drivers since forever.  Nope, the reason everyone has them here is that there are at least 483 mechanics in any area who can work on them and the parts are ubiquitous and cheap.  It’s a case of there being safety in herds.  If one mechanic annoys me or is busy, I just pick another.

Lucky for me, when I pulled up the list of most ecologically friendly cars, the tiniest Peugeot, the 107, was near the top.  Not because it’s a hybrid or an LPG or anything fancy like that.  It’s both frugal and green because it doesn’t use much gas.  I reckon to drive it about 10,000 km a year which will cost me about 680 Euros a year at today’s petrol prices.  I know from my previous Peugeot experiences that I’m unlikely to have to fill it much more than once a month.  Even though LPG is half the price of petrol here, our SUVs cost more than twice that much to run.  And probably four times as much to insure.  I’m hoping for a pretty good rate, even though I’ve never had insurance in my own name before.

Since it is near the top, ecologically, the government will give me a discount of 700 Euros on a new one.  In fact a new one with the discount costs much the same as a secondhand one, and either way, it’s going to be affordable for me.  So I will probably get the advantages of a new car, such as they are.  This is really the best I can do ecologically at the moment.  It’s a case of consume less, not smarter.  The hybrids are out of my range, and I don’t trust their complexities and the limited range of people who are qualified to work on them.  For similar reasons, I doubt I will try to put LPG in a 107, even if it would fit.  I decided to opt for petrol rather than diesel as I get a cheaper and slightly greener car.  Many people like diesel here as the fuel is a bit cheaper and they reckon the engine lasts longer.  I did the math and worked out that a diesel would pay for itself after 15 years.  That’s so long a time frame, I’m not bothering.

Of course a 107 is titchy and puny.  It has no boot space to speak of.  I think this won’t matter so much, because with just two people in it, the other passenger spaces can double up for carrying stuff.  And frankly, there are also such things as trailers and roof racks for emergencies.  The puny-ness is going to be the major issue.  People seem to say good things about the 107s ability to occasionally make long trips.  That’s good, but it’s the day to day issues that really count.  I may only drive a couple of kilometres on some days but its all on hills.  Can this thing climb well enough?  Can it take hairpins?  I’m only going to find that out with a test drive.  Oh, and about that snow stuff?  I’ll just do as the neighbours do – leave the car at the end of the driveway within one metre of the snowploughed road.  I’ll just have to walk up and down the driveway 5 times a year. Sheesh….

I know Mike is only using the snow thing as a cover for some testosterone-powered guy car syndrome.  When I told him my plans, he said “If you want a small car, what about the Mazda Miata?”  I know he was just kidding, he’s always wanted one.  I told him I didn’t notice the Miata in the ecologically friendly car list.  Did he expect to find it there?  I am far too sensible to worry about stuff like that.  I have more important things on my mind – like should I pay the extra 350 Euros for a blue one.

Thoughts about pregnancy, labour and birth

Recently, an acquaintance who was due to give birth asked me for advice.  I think my husband had told her that I’d done a lot of research about it or something.  I tend not to be too forward on these occasions.  I’m kind of uncomfortable about influencing people about something so personal, and I’m not even sure if it can work.  But in retrospect, I kind of wished I had said a whole lot more.  She is fine, the baby is fine, but things could have been better frankly.  How often have I felt that?

Then Humble at Free Range came up with this, and nudged my conscience some more. So, here is all I have to say on the subject, for what my views are worth.  When I had my single child, I did indeed do a huge amount of research on pregnancy and birth, and made decisions which are relatively uncommon, but turned out perfectly for me and my child.  However, this is not about promoting my choices to other people, so I’m not going to even say what they were.  This is about more generic issues. I really believe the world would be a better place if all women (and men) knew about, or would at least give serious consideration to these points:

  1. Early miscarriages are very common. Having a miscarriage when you wanted a baby is always going to be upsetting, but realising that it’s a distinct possibility before you begin may help, at least I think so.  It’s difficult to say exactly how common miscarriages are. For the part of the first trimester in which a woman already knows she is pregnant, about 20%?  The probability of a miscarriage in this time frame may be even higher with a first pregnancy.  The majority of women have probably had at least one miscarriage.
  2. We’ve all heard that birth is a dangerous process that claimed the lives of droves of women and infants in the past and continues to do so in third world countries?  It’s worth knowing that the most common cause of death ‘in childbirth’ in these contexts is infection in the days following the birth.  The second most common cause is attempted abortion (yes, this is classed as death in childbirth).  The third most common cause is blood loss from the detachment of the placenta immediately after the birth.  None of these dangers are currently a matter of great concern to western women giving birth to full-term infants.  Risks tied up with labour and birth  as we experience them exist, but are very rare.
  3. Although many women report finding labour and birth to be painful, uncomfortable and exhausting, it is extremely rare for there to be any relationship between these discomforts and a real danger to mother or child.  There is no need to be scared as well as uncomfortable.
  4. Not all women find labour to be painful.  One of the most common causes of pain in labour is the position of the mother, and/or the position of the foetus within the womb.  It is easy to change the former, and there are some possibilities for changing the latter, before or even during labour.
  5. The phase of pushing the baby into the outside world is more likely to be painful than the earlier stages of labour, yet there is almost universal agreement that this is not a phase in which it helpful to have our sensations deadened by painkillers like epidurals.
  6. In case the only births you’ve ever seen before your own are in movies, all that screaming and agonised face-twisting on the part of the mother is just put there for melodrama.  At the point at which these actresses are usually screaming, I was inquiring of my husband whether he had indeed given the midwife a parking permit as previously arranged.  That sort of thing just doesn’t feel right to movie producers.
  7. Everybody seems to go on about the size and estimated weight of their babies compared to their own and the impact it’s going to have on the birth.  It’s obviously ludicrous to be concerned about any measurement except the circumference of the baby’s head.  Even that’s not so relevant when you consider that the baby’s skull plates are designed to reshape themselves for the birth, whilst the ligaments in the mother’s pelvis are designed to allow the bones to separate.  Yes, it is true, they will only do it as a result of significant pressure, but they will do it, and it is safe.
  8. Natural births are pretty rare these days, and the medical professionals working with us are unlikely to know what levels of variation occur normally and safely within a natural birth process (length of gestation, length of labour, …).  It has become difficult even to research such a thing.  Some of the research that has been done seems to be suspect.  Interventions intended to keep our pregnancies and labours ‘normal’ may not be based on valid evidence of what normal is.  I am talking particularly about things like induction and augmentation, but also various types of monitoring.
  9. Most hospitals measure cervical dilation to see how labour is progressing.  There seems to be an assumption that the cervix dilates in a linear fashion.  I have read a lot of anecdotal evidence that suggests this is not the case.  It seems like the cervix can stay exactly where it is for hours, then reach full dilation in minutes.  That’s worth thinking about and researching, especially before we allow ourselves to be encouraged/discouraged by our cervical dilation.
  10. The WHO believes that the rate of cesarean section should never need to be higher than 10 to 15% of births.  In my view, this already allows a lot of safety margin to include borderline cases.  The actual rate is much higher in a lot of countries.  Planned cesareans account for some of this figure. Planned cesareans are not at all in the interest of the mother or the foetus, except in very, very rare cases.  They do seem to be in the interest of the medical profession.  There are almost certainly ‘too many’ emergency cesareans, yet nearly everyone who’s ever had one believes it was necessary in their case.  Other people implicate mismanagement of natural birth processes, see point 8.  Cesareans cannot always be avoided, but they are more dangerous and more uncomfortable post-partum than natural birth.  They arrest the processes surrounding birth in both the mother’s and babies’ bodies, with possible negative consequences.  They leave scars, yet apparently fail to protect womens’ bodies from some of the less desired effects of motherhood.  It seems sensible to take steps to avoid them, sensible too to consider under what circumstances you might need one, and how you might minimise their impact before labour starts.
  11. A woman in our society may give birth to two/three children on average.  Even if she has a dozen, each birth is still an extraordinary and incredibly special moment in her life.  That is as it should be.  Birth and the immediate aftermath may also represent her (and the father’s) first acts of conscious parenting.  Medical professionals involved with birth may attend a dozen a day (or more?).  There is a big risk that birth becomes banal for many of them.   As authority figures with a lot of things to see to, they may not be very sensitive to ‘acts of parenting’.  There is the potential for a major clash of perceptions and interests here.
  12. The post-partum phase merits more attention than women sometimes seem to give it.  Breast-feeding is often not completely problem-free, especially the first time.  I believe it’s worth planning to have help available beforehand, such as from the LaLeche league or an experienced friend.  Physically, you may feel uncomfortable for some time.  In past times, women were expected to spend a day or two in bed after a birth.  I ignored this because I felt just fine, and subsequently wished I hadn’t.  It’s unlikely that our bodies will ever feel or look exactly as they did before a first pregnancy.  Mood swings in early post-partum are normal, but look out for the rarer post-partum depression.
  13. The intensity with which a mother bonds with her child, and the length of time it takes to do so varies.  It may be virtually instantaneous, even in a mother who was previously ambivalent about the expected child.  It may take months, even with a planned and desired birth.  I don’t think anyone really understands this process completely.
  14. In many cultures birth has been treated as a victory for the mother.  I think it should be, no matter how easy, how difficult or how it eventually happened.  It’s a pity that our whole entourage comes mostly to coo at the baby, who does not give a damn about anyone except his/her mother.