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Elizabeth Anne McMillan-Alcala
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I was scouted to do my first art show!!! The organisation is called RAW. Please support this mommy in the Arts by purchasing a ticket for RAW presents IMPACT. It’s on May 15th, 21 + . I need to have sold at least 20 ticket, 7 day before the show date. So if you’ll be in the Hollywood area on May 15th, consider buying a ticket. Here’s the link…
rawartists.org/beth…
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I was scouted to do my first art show!!! The organisation is called RAW. Please support this mommy in the Arts by purchasing a ticket for RAW presents IMPACT. It’s on May 15th, 21 + . I need to have sold at least 20 ticket, 7 day before the show date. So if you’ll be in the Hollywood area on May 15th, consider buying a ticket. Here’s the link…
rawartists.org/beth…
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MY FIRST ART SHOW
I was scouted to do my first art show!!! The organisation is called RAW. Please support this mommy in the Arts by purchasing a ticket for RAW presents IMPACT. It’s on May 15th, 21 + . I need to have sold at least 20 ticket, 7 day before the show date. So if you’ll be in the Hollywood area on May 15th, consider buying a ticket. Here’s the link…

www.rawartists.org/bethalcala
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In the early morning of December 22nd I woke up at 2:08am feeling a water balloon about to burst between my leg. I ran to bathroom with my knees locked together. Once I got to the bathroom my water broke, thank goodness it was on tile. Once the water stop pouring out of me my contractions started. I went back to the bedroom and woke up Andrew telling him in a matter of fact the voice “Andrew, wake up, it’s time to go. My water broke.” Andrew jumped out of bed and frantically started getting stuff together. I told him to calm down and call the hospital to let them know we’re on our way. I went to let my mom know we were going to leave. Surprisingly she was already awake and watching TV. Her Spidey senses must have been tingling. I got myself dressed and started brushing my teeth, contractions getting steadily heavier. I thought I was being pretty quiet but Fiona woke up, and came out to see what was going on. I told her that I was going to have the baby and that her grandma and grandpa were going to watch her while we were gone. She came up to me, gave me a hug, kissed my tummy, and said “Good luck baby” and went back to bed. We headed out the door at about 2:45am, and got to the hospital around 3am. At this point I was still leaking fluids, my contractions were 3 to 5 minutes apart for an hour, and my pain level was at a 5 on the Pain Scale. So here’s where the fun starts. We walk in to find out that the computers are down because they’re system is being updated, so I can’t get checked into a room. They start working on my vitals in a back room until the system was up, then they moved me into a room. Before anyone came to see me, the nurse brought in saline solution to hook me up to, I asked her why they’re hooking me up to saline solution, she said so I won’t be dehydrated. Meanwhile I’m chugging down a jug of water, which I have been doing through my entire pregnancy, and ask if it’s necessary, and she said yes the doctor said so. That’s where I started getting concerned, she said Doctor, not midwife. The hospital I went to is Kaiser and the whole reason that we went there was because the midwives run the maternity ward. Turns out that night is the one night that no midwives are on staff. So while they’re hooking me up a doctor who looks like he’s about my age comes in, automatically I am not confident in this person. First thing he says to me is “So we’re going to start you on Pitocin.” My response is a simple “Uh, noooooooo.” it's 4am at this point, I haven't been in labor that long. So after that he checks me to see how dilated I am, I’m 1 cm but my cervix is low and super spongy, which is good. Shortly after he leaves the room, I noticed that my contractions are not as hard. So finally the shift change happens. The lead nurse Jenny comes in, strangely her name sounds the same as the Midwife (Ginny) that delivered my daughter. The first thing she says is “Why are you on Saline Solution? You haven’t been here that long.” She checks my sheet and then says “Wait, it says your on a liquid diet, what’s up with that?” her and the another nurse run off to see if they can take me off saline solution and get me back on solid foods. When they returned they were able to remove the saline drip and take my breakfast order. Oddly my contractions were even lighter. In fact my contractions were so light they were not even painful. I called my mom to have her bring the yoga ball, thinking that might help. The nurses were perplexed as to why my contractions were getting lighter since my water had already broken. My breakfast arrived and I told Andrew to take a nap, which he did without argument. Finally the Midwife came back on staff and came to visit me and Andrew. Her name was Ramona. She let us know that since it had been eight hours since my water broke and my contractions were getting weaker that I might have to consider going on Pitocin because we’re getting to the point where I am at risk of infection. Ramona noticed the bag of saline solution and asked “How much of that did they give you?” at that point I really wasn’t sure how much saline solution went in my system. Then Ramona told us something quite irritating. Apparently, if you are well hydrated when in labor and you’re put on Saline Solution, it can lower and slow down your contractions, and even stop labor altogether. Why have I never heard this before?!?! We didn’t have much time to talk about it because she had to deliver a baby right then, but it gave us time to think. I was extremely disappointed because I wanted to go all natural, and Pitocin makes your labor a lot more painful. But then Andrew pointed out something funny. He notice that a Ramona was wearing a jacket that had the name of the Midwife that delivered our first born Fiona. My mom dropped off the yoga ball, and I spent the next several hours bouncing on it and walking around, trying to restart my labor. Contractions started getting slightly stronger but not strong enough. While we waited for Ramona to return, Andrew napped, and I had multiple text message conversations, and watched holiday movies on the TV in our room. Ramona came back, apologetically, 3 hours later. She delivered a baby and immediately had to deliver another baby, and then another after that. Andrew asked her about the jacket and it turns out that when Midwife Ginny retired she left her old jackets behind. Ramona asked if she wanted them back, and Ginny was like, “Keeping them!” We took it as a good sign. We were ready to say yes to the Pitocin, but then she mentioned a pill, I believe it was called Cytotec, but I’m not a hundred percent sure. It works similar to Pitocin except a lot less invasive. I would still be able to eat food and even though the contractions would be more painful, it wouldn’t be nearly as painful as if I were on Pitocin. Problem is that a lot of the times it does not work since it is a lot lighter, but she said that since I’m not a first-time mom, she was sure that whatever they threw at me would stick. So I gave the green light, and she went to get approval from the doctor on staff at the time. A little bit later she came back to let me know that the doctor approved the pill. I still had to wait for the nurse to bring it though. When nurse Jenny came up with the pill, I freaked out because the container for the pills was gigantic. She told me not to worry, that they were really small and when she opened it up the container that were horse pill sized, two microscopic pills came out, funny enough the idea of swallowing horse pills was the scariest part of my labor. She was like, “Yeah, I don’t know why they put them in these containers, it’s very misleading.” So I swallow the pills. At least I think I swallow the pills, they were very tiny. Well I must have, because five minutes after taking those pills my contractions were right back to where they were when we first arrived at the hospital. Things started moving pretty fast after that, I continue to bounce on the yoga ball and walk around. Andrew would tell jokes, really, really bad jokes to help distract me. Once my contractions we’re at pain level 8/9 Ramona walked in to check on me, I was 5 cm dilated which was good, but damn I was hoping I was a lot more dilated. She told me to call the nurse once I start feeling bowling ball pressure. Right after she checked me things got way more painful. And no relief was in sight, I would hold Andrew for support, hold the bed for support, the chair for support, I would stand up, sit down, walk, lie down, stomp the floor, and nosh on some lettuce from the salad I ordered for lunch, that arrived pretty late. While I was walking back and forth in pain I had the random urge to do the martial arts pattern “I Sip Sa Bo”. Nurse Jenny happened to walk in, and look pretty confused. I’m guessing that was a first for her. Andrew had a giddy look on his face, immediately said “No you cannot record me”. He was pretty bummed, but knew to just accept it. The second I finished I had to grab on the Andrew so I wouldn’t collapse from the pain. I had to pee so he helped me get to the toilet, had some pretty intense contractions while sitting there, and was pretty sure that a kid would fall out of me, so I had my hand out just in case. I got up and just continuously said “I want to push, I want to push, I want to push…” and crawled onto the bed on my hands and knees. Andrew pressed the call button and let them know I was ready to push.  They were there in a matter of minutes, but Andrew said it felt like it took forever. Everyone came in, Ramona, Jenny, and a few other nurses. They pulled in a spot light and all the equipment needed. They said “Hey good news, you got us right before shift change!” Ramona had me lie down so she could see how dilated I was. I dilated in 30 minutes from 5 cm to 9 cm. Ramona said that normally they’d wait till I’m at 10 but since I’ve given birth before she would let me push at 9. Andrew and a nurse held onto my legs for dear life and I gave a BIG and horrifically painful push. I stopped to take a breath and everyone seemed to get really tense, and kept telling me to keep pushing! Andrew later told me that after the first push you could see the top of the head. Ramona kept telling me to hold on to my legs. I screamed out “I… CAN'T!!!!!” I was in too much pain to really form sentences but what I was trying to say was… “ I can’t hold onto my legs, my hands and legs are too slippery from my sweat.” The pain was so intense I couldn’t even feel when I was contracting it was just nonstop, at one point I must have blanked out because Andrew said that they told me to stop pushing I totally don't remember them telling me that. But he said I looked extremely pissed off. They do that so they can make sure the umbilical cord is not around the neck. I looked up to realize that we left the TV on and The Santa Clause was on, it's one of my favorite holiday movies. While I was waiting to get the okay to push again I said a mantra, “baby please come out, baby please come out…” well it worked, because the next push the shoulder came out, which I saw, felt, and even heard. It made a pop sound. Andrew then said “the shoulder is out” I looked at him and yelled, “I KNOW!!!!” I pushed again really hard and both shoulders and arms and torso were out, the baby started crying while still in me. I reached out and grabbed the baby pulling it to my chest. Ramona said to Andrew, “Well, what is a daddy?” Andrew said “It's a boy!” first thing I said was “Hi baby.” second thing I said was “I grew a little penis inside me.” The entire room busted up after I said that. I held our screaming baby boy while I pushed out the placenta, which I sadly did not see this time. I was too worn out to ask. Andrew cut the cord, and then Ramona check to see what damage was done. I was pretty surprised to hear her shout “She’s intact!” despite this being the most painful experience of my life, way more painful than the first time I gave birth, I did not tear. Woot! They pushed on my belly a few times and then they all went home. Last baby before their shift ended. I was very grateful that the staff I spent the entire day with were the ones that delivered my baby. Andrew held his son for the first time and of course was teary-eyed, I on the other hand did not cry (I’m dead inside!). If comparing to my first time giving birth, if that was a 10 on the Pain Scale, this would have been a 15, ouch. Our son was born on December 22nd (Capricorn) at 6:33pm on the first full moon of winter. He came out 8 lb and 4 oz, and 20.75 inches long. I was in labor for a little over 15 hours, and pushed for less the 15 minutes. On December 23rd we named our son Deacon Scythe Alcala, although we picked out this name for him when we were still in high school, when talking about a future family. On December 24th, Christmas Eve, we left the hospital, and were able to spend Christmas at home as a complete family.

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Buttons, The Patch Fabric Black Kitty
Well this was a fun mixed media project, I cut up a bunch of fabric then Modge Podge them to a canvas, and painted on an acrylic Kitty. I sewed on buttons for eyes and used thread for whiskers. Inspired by old school Tim Burton and Coraline. Pretty happy how it came out.

Original for sale here... www.etsy.com/listing/653312773…
Prints for sale here...
society6.com/artbybeth
www.redbubble.com/people/betha…
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:iconlocketplz:Cake happy DA B-day :3 
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thank you!
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Thanks! :D
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tru0001 Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2013
No problem! I really love that drawing of Alice Longbottom and Neville ... she looked very frail ... poor thing ... imagine what could have been for the Longbottoms if her parents weren't tortured to insanity.
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