Thursday, July 26, 2012

Let's get crunchy!


Recently friends and family had asked me why and how I came to choose the parenting style I use. Most of our friends and family were doubtful of our choices when Theo was born. They had expected us to rear a demon, so just questioning how I use it is a HUGE step in the right direction. In a previous blog I mentioned that I tend to dance in the green pastures of “crunchy granola mama land”. By this I mean that I practice Attachment Parenting also know as Peaceful/Gentle/Hippie/Granola/Crunchy/Natural Parenting. In this blog I’m going to roll through the major ins and outs of what this is to us, how we use it, and a few more details.

I will not go so far as to say I am an expert on this parenting style but what I do with my children work in our home and are loosely based on Attachment Parenting. Not all of this is what all AP families do. AP parenting is about meeting your baby's needs.

First off in Attachment Parenting (AP) many families begin their parenting choices when they are pregnant. By this I mean that they choose to see a midwife instead of an OB-GYN, they chose to omit ultrasounds and invasive procedures, and choose to birth their baby naturally without any drugs. These families go with trusting the mother’s body to do what it was made to do, grow healthy babies. 

I am so happy to say that both of our boys were born naturally with the help of a midwife. What was best about a midwife was that they knew me and what I wanted in each pregnancy and birth. They saw me each time at the appointment and cooed with me at the lubdub noises of the baby's heart. Both my midwives cared about me and my baby.

Theo was born at home into David’s waiting hands in a warm tub of water. Max was born in the hospital (due to a rare blood condition making our pregnancy a high risk one) to my waiting hands that scooped him up to my chest. Both boys didn’t leave my arms until they had been calmed and told they were loved a million times. (Skin to skin contact immediately after birth, it is a precious gift that only you can give your baby.) Once they did leave it was only for the shortest of time to find out their measurements, and then were quickly returned to me and rarely left again in the following weeks. These weeks that passed too quickly were the most tender moments I have ever shared with them and I will never forget their lovely newborn noises.

Another HUGE practice in AP is breast is best. Breast is best. Breast is best. Breast is best. Did I mention that breast is best? In my family’s case I take this to an "extreme". We use baby led weaning and yes that means that I nurse into toddlerhood (gasp!). I don’t particularly like pumping, bottles, dummies, or frankly anyone else feeding my baby. So with this comes nursing in public. I couldn't give a hoot if someone doesn't want to see my baby eat; I’m going to feed him. Max likes to wear his cover as a turban rather than a cover, so I really do try to sit in a discreet area because I don’t want to show my boobs to anyone but if it happens then whoever got a peep usually gets an apologetic smile and I go back to nursing.
Max and I nursing in public. Notice the turban like cover. 

I love that my baby solely depends on my body to nourish his body. I really love sitting down and nursing a cooing little one that looks at you like you are the sun, moon, stars and earth all wrapped into one. With that being said I wouldn't say that it is a simple task, or that there is no sacrifice in it. Most days when I sit down to nurse, Max is so squiggly wiggly that we end up both being sprayed in the face with milk, at least twice. Sometimes if Theo is close enough he’ll get a face full too. Yeah, a distracted active baby (in other words a healthy happy baby) isn’t the easiest to nurse.

But some women cannot even get the chance to nurse their children because of lack of support. It is my belief that many women are faced with the worst difficulties of nursing (low supply, thrush, mastitis, engorgement, and more) and are unable to fight through because of the ill informed society we live in. Simple information and support from loved ones and people trusted can work miracles. Having faced each of the listed problems above I understand the extreme struggle it can be to just feed your baby. My advise to any nursing mother would be to trust your intuition, not your grandmothers saying that your milk is too thin/that baby needs a bottle/you’ll spoil him if you let fall asleep nursing. Do some research, find a lactation consultant, talk to other nursing mothers, and mostly follow your babies cues.

After nursing babies is co-sleeping and bed sharing. This is the act of having a family bed where parents and babies all sleep together. Some cases the family all share one bed, in others cribs or bassinets are attached to the bed and sleep directly next to the parents bed, and in others children sleep in separate beds in the same room. Yes, we bed share in our home. No, I am not going to roll onto my baby in my sleep. Breast feeding mothers have heightened sense of awareness of their babies, especially in newborn days and infancy. (Wooooohoooo mom magic is real!) 


Originally when I first brought Max into our bed it was just Theo and I because David was on deployment. I slept in-between the boys so Theo wouldn’t round house kick Max in his sleep. All was well. Then David came home, and we were a tad smushed in our queen-sized bed. Theo woke up after less than a week of this sleeping arrangement and told me I wanna sleep in my bed Mama, its too smushy in here. And just like that it became just Max in our bed. And every now and then Theo crawls in too and we all snuggle up. I love bed sharing its the best. I don’t have to wake up, and get out of bed, every time Max wakes up needing to nurse.  I simply roll over plug the boob in and fall back to sleep. Awesome. I know.

Another common AP practice is baby wearing. Its one of the new aspects of parenting to me, so please forgive me for not being able to give you every detail. Baby wearing is when instead of using a travel system like a stroller or the cart in a store you carry your child on your body. Some families like to wrap their babies in Moby Wraps or Sleepy Wraps (best for newborns only IMO), some like to buckle them in soft structured carriers like Ergo or Boba, while others sling them with woven wraps or Mei Ties. Some do a little of it all! There are many different baby carriers out there and each different family has different preferences.

I have found that the best part of babywearing is the ability to still do activities and have a happy baby. Baby won't let you set them down for nap? Strap them on to your back/front! How awesome is that? In fact, I write this post as Max snoozes in my ERGO Performance Carrier.

I know it looks like Max is broken here but as soon as I wrap him up he usually passes out. Hence the limp neck form!


BEWARE! Since baby wearing has become more and more popular, more and more retailers are selling less than adequate carriers . "Crotch Danglers". A proper carrier should hold your baby snuggly to your chest, back or hip and shouldn't  face your baby outwards. Your baby should not look like they are rocking the newest bikini when they are in the carrier, they should have their weight rested on their bottom with their legs slightly bent in a hugging position.

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The last large practice in our home that I find many other AP parents doing as well is natural medicine. Instead of seeing a doctor every time a cold rears its ugly head (which isn't often), I usually pull out the mega doses of Vitamin C, Echinacea, and water. When Theo became a walking bruise, with each lump, bump and scrape I wrapped his owie in arnica or calendula ointment and ice. We do not vaccinate until our children have a completely developed immune system and even then we will omit many vaccinations. We very sparingly use any other the counter medicines, and Theo has only been on antibiotics twice in his life.


I was raised in a home that practiced homeopathic medicine, and I have spent all of my life living it in granola land. It is a lifestyle that takes practice, patience, knowledge and the right resources, but all that you put in comes back hundred times in good health. And let's face it, what is better than good health?


The stuff above is just the tip of the iceberg! Other common AP practices that we use:


  • Anti-Infant Cosmetic Modification. Sounds like a no brainer right? Leaving your baby to chose for themselves if they will modify their body. It means leaving babies bodies alone. No circumcision, no ear-piercing, no modifications. My take on it here.
  • Elimination communication. No diapers, not potty training but just reading your baby's body signals to go potty!
  • Cloth Diapers that disposable diaper you just tossed will be around to meet your great grandchildren. Gross, look into cloth diapering.
  • Child led weaning/ baby led solids: skip the cereal, the airplane spoon, and nurse into  toddlerhood. No its not unnatural. In fact our society is the only one that thinks it is.
  • Anti-Cry-it-out method. Its one of the most cruel and unusual methods we use on out babies. We are still parents after the sun sets. 


All of these practices work wonderfully in our home but this may not be the case for anyone else. Now if you'll please excuse me I have to go crunch on more of my granola ways!

Dan

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Show of hands...


How many of you have talked about losing that post baby blub (what I have lovingly dubbed the excess skin on my belly the “mama flap”) three thousand times and tried about a billion way to squeeze that work out in anytime of the day and not fall asleep instead? Yeah, raise your hand with me.

The problems I had with my schedule (that is mostly ruled my Max’s hunger and Theo’s temperament) is that I hardly ever get more than fifteen minutes completely alone to do something other than tiptoe around the house in a whirl wind to get through the list of things I have to do while the boys nap. After a day of Max strapped to my chest while I clean the house, chase Theo, mow the lawn, grocery shop, make breakfast lunch and dinner with snacks, walk to the park and intermittedly stop to nurse; I’m ready to collapse by the time I get those few rare moments.

Does anyone else have this problem? You finally get those few moments to work out, you have the motivation but then you stop to think and realize that if you put your all into this work out for the full twenty eight minutes you have, that when you are done you won’t be able to do anything else. I go through this thought process in my head and panic, thinking if I’m even more exhausted tomorrow how in the hell will I function?!

Less panicking thoughts. More burning muscles. 

And in order to get to where I can sanely and successfully work in that activity for myself, is if I let those silly little chores that really get to me go. I sometime find myself vacuuming the baseboard of the house thinking poop this hurts my back but on the flip side less dust bunnies! and that voice in my head whispers back: Yeah Dan because Max, Theo and David really care about those dust bunnies where you can't see them. not. Gotta learn to let it go.

I also need to learn to look in the mirror and not immediately find something wrong. I am beautiful, and my children are worth all of my stretch marks and less than media perfect body. Every body could benefit from learning this in my opinion, together we should learn to love our bodies. (More on that later)

Soooooo, I made the decision that thirty minutes of my day is going to have to be for Mama to work out, even if it is broken up over the day. And the dust bunnies under the bed may just have to wait. I don’t care if I have to lunge back and forth to the refrigerator to get Theo his morning snack or use Max as weights for an arms work out. By goodness I will be getting that work out in. Thats right Mama Flap I'm coming after you.

Tell me Mamas how do you get your favorite work out in?


Dan

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Saying Hello!


As my first official blog post I suppose some detail about me would be a nice icebreaker. And hopefully get someone reading my blog other than me. I am first a mommy to two beautiful sons that make my world delightful. Theo, my oldest is just past three years old and is half robot half rocket ship. He also possesses the power to make any object (be it his brother’s hands or the cup he is drinking from) fly through the air like a rocket ship with sound and all. He instantly upgrades me to Mama Princess when I put on any dress, and he is incredibly smart. My youngest Max, is a bundle of coos and new noises every day. He is bound and determined to make my heart stop by the time he is six months old. He’ll either do so by learning to be mobile and moving waaaaaay too early for my liking, or by wailing in his car seat because he just plain hates it no matter the situation. He too blows my mind with his intelligence.


My husband David and I were one of those super cheek couples that had a baby without getting married. (Just joking it is not cheek to have a baby before you are planning one, *cough cough* 16 and pregnant/teen mom *cough cough* it just happened to be right for us.) We lived together and raised Theo in our hometown while I did school and he did work. Until we both decided that we were ready to see something more and do something more. David wanted to fill his more void by joining the military, and so he did. He proposed on a Wednesday and a judge married us with our immediate family there to watch on Friday. To us the wedding ceremony was only a symbol of the marriage and really we were already living a married life. After a year of traveling back and forth between our hometown and where ever David was at the time we finally were able to make our move and live together like a family. Costal Virginia we now call home, even if it is considerably more humid and buggier than the desert land we are from.

About six months after being stationed in Virginia we got news that David’s detachment would be deploying on a last minute deployment. This news also came right around the time we found out we were pregnant. With that I held my head high (and my mom and sister’s hands) and delivered Max without David by my side. But it made our first homecoming even sweeter and each moment is even more cherished now. Together we are a happy, messy, loving family of four.


I personally am an artsy person, I love poetry writing it and reading it. I have sang and danced to every song possible, and can understand most of the performing jargon since I have done it most of my life. I own a professional camera with many different lenses and a wonderful editing system but mostly I take pictures of my babies. I have even been known to pick up a paintbrush and paint from time to time. But by no means am I a talented artist in any of these matters, I simply enjoy using the right side of my brain and feel it should be exercised well through many different outlets.

I also find myself untangling and frequently unscrambling the left side of my brain. I am a student studying the medical world. I have a passion for the human body and learning all of its mechanisms and grace. It truly is a miracle just how wonderfully put together we all are.

With all of this knowledge on just how great our bodies work and how we all are really interlaced, I find myself dancing in the green pastures of being a granola mama. That’s right I am one of “those” home-birthing, breastfeeding, co-sleeping, baby wearing, cloth diapering, homeopathic medicine using mamas. And I love it! I promise not to shove it down your throat, but if you do have any questions feel free to fire away!


The rest is really just details, please feel free to comment and help me to navigate through this new adventure I am trying.

Dan<3