In a recent post I discussed the many benefits of extended breastfeeding. Both mother and child benefit physically and emotionally from a natural breastfeeding relationship, and babies also receive developmental benefits from the nutritional value of the milk. Unfortunately, in our society, this natural way of mothering has been all but lost.
With so many distractions and roadblocks put in the way of motherhood, and so many alternatives to the comfort and safety of a mother’s breast being endlessly advertised… it’s no wonder we have forgotten the beauty and the blessings that come with mothering our young children the way that God created and intended us to.
When I was pregnant with my daughter, I knew that I wanted to give her the best start possible, and I also knew that would include breastfeeding. It wasn’t until I read Breastfeeding and Natural Child Spacing that I realized I hadn’t thought of how I wanted to breastfeed.
We usually don’t watch a lot of cable around here. We have it, but we just aren’t interested in most of the entertainment that television has to offer. We mostly watch our own DVDs but this month it’s different… this is October and as any baseball fan knows that means the playoffs. And as any Cardinals fan knows… we are in the World Series. Which means an entire month of Cardinals games that are nationally televised… which means we’re watching the TV a lot more lately.
Most of the commercials are hardly worth mentioning; many are downright offensive and a seldom few we have found humorous. But there is one campaign on television right now that I did want to spotlight – the Stand Up 2 Cancer campaign.
Is it ironic that as I write this post I am snacking on the delicious Lindor Truffles my dearest husband got for me? To die for… literally perhaps as I am certain that last bite took at least a few days off my life. That is certainly the one thing I look forward to in Heaven – lots of wonderful guilt-free truffles Or perhaps just enough as to not overindulge… ahem.
So back to what I wanted to talk about, creating a healthier lifestyle. This is of huge concern for me now that I am a mother. I have noticed that whatever we eat our daughter tends to eat so… that doesn’t bode very well for the poor girl at this time I’m afraid. Knowing how difficult it is to break bad habits as an adult, I want to spare her the difficulty and kick her sugar addiction before it begins.
Before I blogged about Jake and I eliminating sugar from our diet… ha!
A couple months ago I tried to implement a ridiculously difficult diet plan… ha!
The new American fad seems to be start your kid in school as early as possible. The new phenomenon of “pre-preschool” is just… well laughable really. Or is it? As I sit here with a frame entitled “Evangeline’s School” (aka my almost 18 month old daughter) hanging on the wall opposite me – I find myself reevaluating my presuppositions about school for very young children.
I have gone through a lot of inner searching during my time preparing for homeschooling. I knew that every school had a philosophy and I wanted to be sure that I knew what mine was before beginning to delve into any particular curriculum. I wanted to teach with a purpose in mind, not just for the sake of school in and of itself. So I began to inwardly digest all the education oriented material I was reading, meditating on teaching and raising children in light of what the Scriptures gives us and considering it all in the context of broader humanity – that is to start from the beginning of Creation rather...
My midwife asked if I wanted her to check my dilation. I was concerned about the tub so I said sure. I was only five centimeters, so she suggested I labor outside of the tub again for a while. I got out and break time was over! I was doing all sorts of squatty, squirmy moving without thinking much. I was simply trying to get comfortable, but I couldn’t. Later my midwife told me that was exactly what I needed to be doing! The body truly is amazing and knows exactly what it needs to do. The tub was still getting warmer and had reached a perfect temperature, so I got in again. And again… my labor pretty well stopped. At almost five o’clock my midwife asked if I wanted another check. I was not even six centimeters yet. Now I was frustrated!
I had been lying in bed for about a half hour, lazily considering whether or not I should get out of bed. I had a couple of small contractions, but nothing too uncomfortable so I just ignored them. At 9am I had my first “real” contraction. It hurt and finally convinced me to get up, since lying down just made it more uncomfortable. The last week I had two days where I had this same kind of contraction, but they subsided. I was suspicious though, considering I hadn’t had any for four days now. But, again, I was determined not to get my hopes up.
Elimini-what-a-ma-bob? Isn’t there an easier way to say whatever you’re saying? Well, yes, there is infant potty training, or ECing for short. But I think it’s important to define terms, especially when charting unfamiliar territories. Elimination communication is a mouthful, and no it does not mean eliminating communication, just the opposite! (Sorry that was my token lame joke attempt for the day…)