Friday, July 30, 2010
{this moment} - Learning to Knit!
A Friday ritual inspired by Soulemama. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Wandering, Wordless, Black and White Wednesday!
Look at me trying to shove so much into one post.
Wandering Wednesday:
I'm joining GardenMama's Wandering Wednesday photo challenge. Read about it here.
Here I sit (because holding babies and taking pictures of my feet while standing is beyond me today) feeding my babies much too early in the morning.
Wordless Wednesday combined with Black and White Wednesday:
Black and White Wednesday is from Natural Suburbia. I'm not sure where I first heard about Wordless Wednesday.
Wandering Wednesday:
I'm joining GardenMama's Wandering Wednesday photo challenge. Read about it here.
Here I sit (because holding babies and taking pictures of my feet while standing is beyond me today) feeding my babies much too early in the morning.
Wordless Wednesday combined with Black and White Wednesday:
Black and White Wednesday is from Natural Suburbia. I'm not sure where I first heard about Wordless Wednesday.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Giveaway winner!
I know I said I'd announce the winner tomorrow. But it's late and I can't imagine that anyone else will enter before the end of the night.
A zombie-eyed, fruit popsicle-faced Imp helped me pick a name for the giveaway. For a kid that doesn't really understand what "one" means, he did pretty well.
Congratulations Softearthart! I'll get the book sent out to you before Wednesday. I hope you enjoy it!
I look forward to hosting more giveaways in the future. Thanks to everyone who entered!
A zombie-eyed, fruit popsicle-faced Imp helped me pick a name for the giveaway. For a kid that doesn't really understand what "one" means, he did pretty well.
Congratulations Softearthart! I'll get the book sent out to you before Wednesday. I hope you enjoy it!
I look forward to hosting more giveaways in the future. Thanks to everyone who entered!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
{this moment} - late and Swappables!
Yesterday was crazy. So here's my late {this moment} post.
A Friday ritual inspired by Soulemama. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment to pause, savor and remember.
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News! I've added a page to my blog. It's called "Swappable" - there should be a link at the top of the page. It's a list of things (mostly handmade books at the moment) that I have for swapping. I love swaps, don't you? So if you're interested in a trade/swap check it out and let me know. My swaps know no bounds - international posting is totally doable.
If you'd like something needled felted, I can work on that, too.
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Also! Don't forget that my giveaway ends tomorrow (very late at night, likely). So feel free to enter!
A Friday ritual inspired by Soulemama. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment to pause, savor and remember.
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News! I've added a page to my blog. It's called "Swappable" - there should be a link at the top of the page. It's a list of things (mostly handmade books at the moment) that I have for swapping. I love swaps, don't you? So if you're interested in a trade/swap check it out and let me know. My swaps know no bounds - international posting is totally doable.
If you'd like something needled felted, I can work on that, too.
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Also! Don't forget that my giveaway ends tomorrow (very late at night, likely). So feel free to enter!
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Gift Ideas!
Okay. I've been "given" a moderate amount of money by my lovely husband to spend on whatever I want (we are not financially great which is why this is a rare thing). Being who I am, I'll probably spend 95% of it on my kids. Here's where the needing of help comes in. We're fairly new to the natural/Waldorf way of *living* - we've always been of the mindset but the implementation is recent. So there is an excess of junk in our house. I've been slowly doing away with the junk and trying to encourage the kids to play with more natural things.
A lot of what I've read in Waldorf forums is that you should just have baskets of rocks, shells, blocks, etc. That's great in theory. But my youngest two are too young for that. And we have cats. Oh my, do we have cats. So wool being left out and nature tables aren't realistic for us.
Here's what we do have: play silks that I dyed. Blocks (regular mass-made unit blocks). Plastic dinosaurs (they're too well loved for me to get rid of). Balls of all sizes. The rest is junk, in my opinion (or slipping my mind). And now, here are extremely brief overviews of the kids:
The Elf: Will by eight in August. He has a very addictive/obsessive personality. We "screwed up" with him early on and he's more quantity oriented rather than quality. For his birthday I've bought him an Earth stacker and some figures - they will all go with a felted play mat I'm going to make for him. His current obsessions are Spore (a computer game) and Toy Story 3 (ugh). I want to get him a Waldorf doll (he babies lego creations and plastic toys) but I'm not sure where to start.
The Imp: Will be two in September. He doesn't talk a great deal yet. He's recently discovered that blocks are stackable, loves to paint with (those crappy dry) watercolors, loves spoons and balls. Six months ago he accidentally swallowed a marble so we're leery about small toys now. Mostly, he seems to throw things and dump things out. I'm afraid that he's not playing "right" because he's learning from the Elf.
The Beast: He's almost three months old. He loves to watch the mobile I made for him and a knitted bird we hang in his car seat. We have a wooden teether that we'd gotten for the Imp when he was wee (a rattle, too, but I've no idea where it is).
I'm considering dolls for the older two. Is two too young for a dressable doll? They're so expensive. I can't see being able to afford the different stages that seem to be encouraged. I've thought about making them, but really, I don't have the time. Also, I'd like to actually see and touch one in person before embarking on that particular adventure. So. Any suggestions on where to have one made? Do your kids have dolls? Do they actually play with them regularly? I didn't have dolls growing up - I had stuffed animals. And well, I was never a little boy. So I'm at a loss.
I want to learn to knit, but I need someone to show me. Books and videos are not helping. So simple knitted things, I'd have to buy. Things I've thought of: knitted and felted rings and knitted/felted nesting bowls.
I'd also love to get them some wooden figures - animals and people. But my goodness, they're expensive! I'm not sure what would be best or what would be played with most. There are too many decisions!
So I need help. What toys did you love growing up? What do your children love? What have you seen that my children might love? Do you make something I should consider? Do you want to do a swap? I've birthdays and the Winter Solstice to shop for and limited funds. Help!
A lot of what I've read in Waldorf forums is that you should just have baskets of rocks, shells, blocks, etc. That's great in theory. But my youngest two are too young for that. And we have cats. Oh my, do we have cats. So wool being left out and nature tables aren't realistic for us.
Here's what we do have: play silks that I dyed. Blocks (regular mass-made unit blocks). Plastic dinosaurs (they're too well loved for me to get rid of). Balls of all sizes. The rest is junk, in my opinion (or slipping my mind). And now, here are extremely brief overviews of the kids:
The Elf: Will by eight in August. He has a very addictive/obsessive personality. We "screwed up" with him early on and he's more quantity oriented rather than quality. For his birthday I've bought him an Earth stacker and some figures - they will all go with a felted play mat I'm going to make for him. His current obsessions are Spore (a computer game) and Toy Story 3 (ugh). I want to get him a Waldorf doll (he babies lego creations and plastic toys) but I'm not sure where to start.
The Imp: Will be two in September. He doesn't talk a great deal yet. He's recently discovered that blocks are stackable, loves to paint with (those crappy dry) watercolors, loves spoons and balls. Six months ago he accidentally swallowed a marble so we're leery about small toys now. Mostly, he seems to throw things and dump things out. I'm afraid that he's not playing "right" because he's learning from the Elf.
The Beast: He's almost three months old. He loves to watch the mobile I made for him and a knitted bird we hang in his car seat. We have a wooden teether that we'd gotten for the Imp when he was wee (a rattle, too, but I've no idea where it is).
I'm considering dolls for the older two. Is two too young for a dressable doll? They're so expensive. I can't see being able to afford the different stages that seem to be encouraged. I've thought about making them, but really, I don't have the time. Also, I'd like to actually see and touch one in person before embarking on that particular adventure. So. Any suggestions on where to have one made? Do your kids have dolls? Do they actually play with them regularly? I didn't have dolls growing up - I had stuffed animals. And well, I was never a little boy. So I'm at a loss.
I want to learn to knit, but I need someone to show me. Books and videos are not helping. So simple knitted things, I'd have to buy. Things I've thought of: knitted and felted rings and knitted/felted nesting bowls.
I'd also love to get them some wooden figures - animals and people. But my goodness, they're expensive! I'm not sure what would be best or what would be played with most. There are too many decisions!
So I need help. What toys did you love growing up? What do your children love? What have you seen that my children might love? Do you make something I should consider? Do you want to do a swap? I've birthdays and the Winter Solstice to shop for and limited funds. Help!
Friday, July 16, 2010
Needle felted tree stump
I've been working on this tree stump off and on for a long while. Mostly off, to be honest. I made the stump core and then had many failed attempts at dyeing wool brown. After I finally broke down and ordered some.. well.. I just didn't get to doing anything with it. That is, until earlier this week. Maybe I started last weekend. I can't recall.
Next time I make one of these, I'll start the inside of the core with brown - adding it after was interesting. I can't say whether or not this will stand up to being played with. In fact, I don't know that anything I've made thus far (aside from a car and a few balls) would tolerate playing well. I'm game to find out, though.
The stump (ignoring the branch) is roughly five inches tall, four inches wide, and three inches deep. Roughly. The leaves are cut from a wool blend felt that I had laying around. I can't find 100% wool felt locally and don't have the currently financial resources to buy any at the moment. So it's not all wool, but I'll live.
Next up will be a wee round gnome to live in the stump. Maybe more than one gnome - it depends on how it turns out. After that, I think I'll take up the challenge of possibly making a dragon. Of course, I also need to make the play mat that I have planned for the Elf's birthday in mid-August. I think I've found affordable plain wooden figures to go with it, though, which is an accomplishment I think.
Next time I make one of these, I'll start the inside of the core with brown - adding it after was interesting. I can't say whether or not this will stand up to being played with. In fact, I don't know that anything I've made thus far (aside from a car and a few balls) would tolerate playing well. I'm game to find out, though.
The stump (ignoring the branch) is roughly five inches tall, four inches wide, and three inches deep. Roughly. The leaves are cut from a wool blend felt that I had laying around. I can't find 100% wool felt locally and don't have the currently financial resources to buy any at the moment. So it's not all wool, but I'll live.
Next up will be a wee round gnome to live in the stump. Maybe more than one gnome - it depends on how it turns out. After that, I think I'll take up the challenge of possibly making a dragon. Of course, I also need to make the play mat that I have planned for the Elf's birthday in mid-August. I think I've found affordable plain wooden figures to go with it, though, which is an accomplishment I think.
{this moment}
A Friday ritual inspired by Soulemama. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
A Giveaway!
I have had some extremely unusual luck lately with online giveaways. Karma tells me that I should pass that on. I wanted to needle felt something special to giveaway, but that would take me too long right now (though it will happen in the future). So I've fallen back on a past trade.
Once upon a time I called myself a bookbinder. It was something I picked up on a whim to make a gift for someone. The binding bug struck and I couldn't stop. The walk-in closet of our teeny one-bedroom apartment was becoming overrun with handmade books. The solution came in the suggestions of friends - sell them! So I set up an Etsy shop, my own website, and hooked up with a local artist's market.
To say that my business bombed wouldn't be fair. It would be close to accurate, though. I never made enough money to justify the costs of art shows and seller's fees (not to speak of time and supplies). People wanted my work for mere pennies and I tired of hearing people exclaim "I could buy a notebook at Wal-Mart for a third of this price!" It became stress and work. It was no longer fun or rewarding. So I stopped making and selling books.
After the birth of my second child I no longer even felt bad about having abandoned bookbinding. It was fun, but it passed and I moved on. Instead I started playing with fabric - making toys for my kids, blankets for my family, bags for my husband. Creating was fun again - because I was doing it for all the right reasons.
Years later, I've had my third child and have moved on to an obsession with wool. However, I still have a closet shelf full of handmade books that I couldn't part with (the ones I could part with were gifted - mostly to the Elf for drawing purposes).
The book in this post is one of my favorites. I love the look, the heft, the sparkle of the endpapers (those are the decorative pieces on the inside covers). What better item to offer in a giveaway than one that I hold dear? So here it is! I offer this book to one randomly chosen person. I'll ship it anywhere (with a properly given address), so don't be shy. Leave a comment - any comment (just one, though, please). Tell me the weather, what I should needle felt next, your favorite time of day, just say hi! Any comment gets you entered. If you care to share this giveaway with others, feel free to post about it and leave another comment with a link - it'll get you another entry!
I'll write everyone's names down on slips of paper and have the little monsters pick one on July 25th with the winner announced on Monday the 26th. Make sure I have some way of contacting you (email left in the comments or enabled on your profile).
Have I forgotten anything? I'm having the hardest time waking up today.
Once upon a time I called myself a bookbinder. It was something I picked up on a whim to make a gift for someone. The binding bug struck and I couldn't stop. The walk-in closet of our teeny one-bedroom apartment was becoming overrun with handmade books. The solution came in the suggestions of friends - sell them! So I set up an Etsy shop, my own website, and hooked up with a local artist's market.
To say that my business bombed wouldn't be fair. It would be close to accurate, though. I never made enough money to justify the costs of art shows and seller's fees (not to speak of time and supplies). People wanted my work for mere pennies and I tired of hearing people exclaim "I could buy a notebook at Wal-Mart for a third of this price!" It became stress and work. It was no longer fun or rewarding. So I stopped making and selling books.
After the birth of my second child I no longer even felt bad about having abandoned bookbinding. It was fun, but it passed and I moved on. Instead I started playing with fabric - making toys for my kids, blankets for my family, bags for my husband. Creating was fun again - because I was doing it for all the right reasons.
Years later, I've had my third child and have moved on to an obsession with wool. However, I still have a closet shelf full of handmade books that I couldn't part with (the ones I could part with were gifted - mostly to the Elf for drawing purposes).
The book in this post is one of my favorites. I love the look, the heft, the sparkle of the endpapers (those are the decorative pieces on the inside covers). What better item to offer in a giveaway than one that I hold dear? So here it is! I offer this book to one randomly chosen person. I'll ship it anywhere (with a properly given address), so don't be shy. Leave a comment - any comment (just one, though, please). Tell me the weather, what I should needle felt next, your favorite time of day, just say hi! Any comment gets you entered. If you care to share this giveaway with others, feel free to post about it and leave another comment with a link - it'll get you another entry!
I'll write everyone's names down on slips of paper and have the little monsters pick one on July 25th with the winner announced on Monday the 26th. Make sure I have some way of contacting you (email left in the comments or enabled on your profile).
Have I forgotten anything? I'm having the hardest time waking up today.
Monday, July 12, 2010
New loves.
Last weekend I made my own granola. I'd been wanting to try to make my own and this post by 5 Orange Potatoes gave me the push I needed. The thing is, though, that I don't like dried fruit. No raisins, coconut, cranberries, cherries. Ick. I really don't like fruity granola.
Okay, you know what? I wrote the above on.. Saturday? Friday night, maybe? It's Monday. Have I lost my train of thought? A bit.
Let's sum up the granola, shall we? I made granola. I looked at a mess of recipes and concocted my own basic one. It was oats, peanuts, olive oil, honey, and brown sugar. It didn't turn out particularly clumpy or crispy. However, a week later I'd finished it all off and was quite happy with it - even if it was too peanuty. So yesterday I made another batch based on the above posted recipe. Only I left out all the stuff I didn't have or didn't like. The bulk of it was oats, sunflower kernels, chopped up peanuts, and wheat bran. It's clumpier, but still not exactly crispy. I think I'll add some puffed rice next time for crispiness. I haven't had any in milk yet, though I have been snacking on it.
Last week we watched the new Alice in Wonderland movie for the first time. I've watched it at least a dozen times since. I've always loved all things Alice. Did you know that Charles Dodgson (Lewis Carroll) and I share a birthday? That has always pleased me.
This weekend I went on a baking/cooking binge. Every weekend I make meals for the week and freeze them. This time I made more "big" dishes than usual. Cincinnati chili, stuffed peppers, the aforementioned granola, some peanut/tahini sauce for pasta that B's boss recommended for the kids, hummus, peanut butter, and oatmeal peanut butter cookies. I was going to make bread but just couldn't be bothered.
I've had too many interruptions with this post. I can't focus so I think I'll just draw this one to a close and attempt a more.. coherent post later - complete with pictures and a surprise!
Okay, you know what? I wrote the above on.. Saturday? Friday night, maybe? It's Monday. Have I lost my train of thought? A bit.
Let's sum up the granola, shall we? I made granola. I looked at a mess of recipes and concocted my own basic one. It was oats, peanuts, olive oil, honey, and brown sugar. It didn't turn out particularly clumpy or crispy. However, a week later I'd finished it all off and was quite happy with it - even if it was too peanuty. So yesterday I made another batch based on the above posted recipe. Only I left out all the stuff I didn't have or didn't like. The bulk of it was oats, sunflower kernels, chopped up peanuts, and wheat bran. It's clumpier, but still not exactly crispy. I think I'll add some puffed rice next time for crispiness. I haven't had any in milk yet, though I have been snacking on it.
Last week we watched the new Alice in Wonderland movie for the first time. I've watched it at least a dozen times since. I've always loved all things Alice. Did you know that Charles Dodgson (Lewis Carroll) and I share a birthday? That has always pleased me.
This weekend I went on a baking/cooking binge. Every weekend I make meals for the week and freeze them. This time I made more "big" dishes than usual. Cincinnati chili, stuffed peppers, the aforementioned granola, some peanut/tahini sauce for pasta that B's boss recommended for the kids, hummus, peanut butter, and oatmeal peanut butter cookies. I was going to make bread but just couldn't be bothered.
I've had too many interruptions with this post. I can't focus so I think I'll just draw this one to a close and attempt a more.. coherent post later - complete with pictures and a surprise!
Friday, July 9, 2010
Mushroom House the Second
When I took my first mushroom house to my father's to show off at his birthday party, my youngest niece expressed some desire to have one of her own. And with her own birthday coming up (it's today, in fact), how could I say no?
My youngest niece is a girly girl. She loves pink and purple - all things fairy and princess. I had a mess of wool that I'd dyed when I'd first started playing around with colors. It seemed that a whorl of pinks and purples would be perfect for a girly mushroom. I'd contemplated putting pink spots on it. Do you think I should have?
I didn't have any more of the wonderful green wool yarn left, so instead of vines I added grass to the bottom of the house. It's hard to see in the pictures but there are little blue flowers sprinkled about.
It isn't perfect and I'm not 100% happy with it. Still, I think it's serviceable. My sister (her mother) said that the dolls she was likely to use with it were about four or five inches tall. I hope that the doorway isn't too large. I just wanted to make sure that her toys would be able to fit inside.
I hope she likes it. We'll find out tomorrow!
My youngest niece is a girly girl. She loves pink and purple - all things fairy and princess. I had a mess of wool that I'd dyed when I'd first started playing around with colors. It seemed that a whorl of pinks and purples would be perfect for a girly mushroom. I'd contemplated putting pink spots on it. Do you think I should have?
I didn't have any more of the wonderful green wool yarn left, so instead of vines I added grass to the bottom of the house. It's hard to see in the pictures but there are little blue flowers sprinkled about.
It isn't perfect and I'm not 100% happy with it. Still, I think it's serviceable. My sister (her mother) said that the dolls she was likely to use with it were about four or five inches tall. I hope that the doorway isn't too large. I just wanted to make sure that her toys would be able to fit inside.
I hope she likes it. We'll find out tomorrow!
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Blog Carnival: Nursing in Public with Ease
Welcome to the July 2010 Carnival of Nursing in Public
This post was written for inclusion in the Carnival of Nursing in Public hosted by Dionna and Paige at NursingFreedom.org. All week, July 5-9, we will be featuring articles and posts about nursing in public ("NIP"). See the bottom of this post for more information.
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Nursing in Public with Ease.
I nurse in public all the time. That is to say, when I manage to leave the house, I almost always nurse in public. My youngest son is two months old. Without fail, he wants to nurse whenever we're out. And I'm okay with that. I can't remember ever being self-conscious about feeding my children in public. It's a totally natural thing, so why would I?
I've nursed in parks, parking lots, the patio furniture section of Target, waiting rooms, restaurants, walking through the grocery store, at the library, in book stores, on benches outside. No one has every come outright and said anything to me about it. I've had my share of nasty looks and snide remarks spoken just loud enough to ensure that I hear them. But I've also had women smile at me as they walk by - some even stop to say hello.
It has helped to have an incredibly supportive family. My husband has always been 100% behind my decision to breastfeed. Both he and my oldest son are always willing to lend a hand while I'm nursing. My extended family is mixed on the subject, but in all honesty I don't see them outside of their homes so it doesn't come up much.
I do not use any sort of cover when I'm nursing. I've seen some nicer nursing covers, and they work for some women and their children. But they aren't for me. That's not to say that I hop up on table and make a big production out of breastfeeding. I endeavor to take other people into consideration. When around children (as in the kids' play room at the public library) I ask the parents present (in general) if they mind me nursing there as I have no problem walking five feet away to another part of the library (for the record, no one has ever said that they mind). At restaurants I sit on the inside of the booth if I'm going to nurse - not everyone wants to see my breasts while they eat and I can respect that. I wear clothes that allow me to nurse easily and somewhat discretely. I'd rather not have the entirety of my breast flapping in the wind. However, if my child is hungry, I will feed him regardless of clothing, company, or location. And I will do it with pride.
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Welcome to the Carnival of Nursing in Public
Please join us all week, July 5-9, as we celebrate and support breastfeeding mothers. And visit NursingFreedom.org any time to connect with other breastfeeding supporters, learn more about your legal right to nurse in public, and read (and contribute!) articles about breastfeeding and N.I.P.
Do you support breastfeeding in public? Grab this badge for your blog or website to show your support and encourage others to educate themselves about the benefits of breastfeeding and the rights of breastfeeding mothers and children.
This post is just one of many being featured as part of the Carnival of Nursing in Public. Please visit our other writers each day of the Carnival. Click on the links below to see each day’s posts - new articles will be posted on the following days:
July 5 - Making Breastfeeding the Norm: Creating a Culture of Breastfeeding in a Hyper-Sexualized World
July 6 – Supporting Breastfeeding Mothers: the New, the Experienced, and the Mothers of More Than One Nursing Child
July 7 – Creating a Supportive Network: Your Stories and Celebrations of N.I.P.
July 8 – Breastfeeding: International and Religious Perspectives
July 9 – Your Legal Right to Nurse in Public, and How to Respond to Anyone Who Questions It
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Blog Carnival: Tandem Nursing a Baby and Toddler
Welcome to the July 2010 Carnival of Nursing in Public
This post was written for inclusion in the Carnival of Nursing in Public hosted by Dionna and Paige at NursingFreedom.org. All week, July 5-9, we will be featuring articles and posts about nursing in public ("NIP"). See the bottom of this post for more information.
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Tandem Nursing a Baby and Toddler.
My second child (the Imp) was eleven months old when I became pregnant again. Many people thought we should wean. I cannot even begin to tell you the looks of utter disbelief I received when I declared that we would continue nursing throughout my pregnancy and beyond. "You won't be able to handle it" I was told. "There's no way you can do that" complete strangers exclaimed. Even my obstetrician was concerned. I stuck to my convictions, assuring her that I'd done the research. I knew the "risks" of pre-labor and that I was competent enough to seek help if I felt it was needed. My pregnancy was not high risk, there was little reason to be concerned.
We nursed without any problems throughout the entire pregnancy. I didn't experience the soreness some mothers report. I never felt that he was asking too much of me. Instead, it was a blissful peace in our otherwise crazy days. We could slow down, cuddle, bond. I knew it would be a great comfort to him, especially when the shock of a new baby was likely to turn his world upside down.
The day my third child was born was a joyous day for me, but not so much for the Imp. He was confused, tired, cranky, maybe even feeling deserted. My husband kept the older children at home while I recovered in the hospital with my wonderful mother-in-law and my new baby. When the boys came to see me the next day, the Imp was not a happy camper. He didn't want me to hold him, he clung to his father in a way that made my heart hurt. But when I offered to sit with him and nurse him, he crawled into my lap like he had never left. He looked into my eyes and I imagined my love and reassurance passing to him through my milk. It was like a little bit of magic and I knew the temporary rift was closing fast.
In the days that followed, the Imp began to nurse more frequently. Having read about how toddlers and older babies handle tandem nursing, I wasn't surprised at all. It was a comfort to him (and to me, truth be told). He needed to know that I was still his - still accessible to him. We had some rocky moments when he didn't want to wait, when he didn't - couldn't - understand why I was nursing this tiny person instead of him. I think he truly came to accept his brother when I put them both to breast at the same time. It wasn't always easy and sometimes required a bit of juggling (or the extra hands of my spectacular husband), but I really think it helped to show him that I belonged to them both.
It's been two months now. My little one is thriving, my toddler is contented, life is good. The Imp has come to understand "in a minute" and "as soon as the baby is done " do not mean "no." He even tries to help me when I nurse his brother - bringing me blankets and pillows, petting his brother's head gently. There are still times when I nurse them both together. The Imp lays his head on the baby's legs and
smiles so contentedly. His obvious joy at nursing is enough to show me that I made the right choice.
I can't say it's always been easy. My husband and his mother have been extremely supportive, as has a friend of mine who recently had her first child. Most people still look at me askance when they find out that I'm breastfeeding both of my younger children. Some come outright and tell me that I should wean the older of the two. This experience has helped me gain confidence in myself (something I've always lacked). I don't feel that I need to defend the choices I've made, but that doesn't mean I will let the naysayers walk all over me. I hold my head proudly when I nurse my children in public, ignoring the nasty looks I may receive. I applaud (sometimes literally) other mothers that I see nursing their children when we're out. I've tried to lend my aid and support to every breastfeeding mother that might need it. I'm proud to be tandem nursing my children and take comfort in knowing that I am doing what is best for myself and for my family.
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Welcome to the Carnival of Nursing in Public
Please join us all week, July 5-9, as we celebrate and support breastfeeding mothers. And visit NursingFreedom.org any time to connect with other breastfeeding supporters, learn more about your legal right to nurse in public, and read (and contribute!) articles about breastfeeding and N.I.P.
Do you support breastfeeding in public? Grab this badge for your blog or website to show your support and encourage others to educate themselves about the benefits of breastfeeding and the rights of breastfeeding mothers and children.
This post is just one of many being featured as part of the Carnival of Nursing in Public. Please visit our other writers each day of the Carnival. Click on the links below to see each day’s posts - new articles will be posted on the following days:
July 5 - Making Breastfeeding the Norm: Creating a Culture of Breastfeeding in a Hyper-Sexualized World
July 6 – Supporting Breastfeeding Mothers: the New, the Experienced, and the Mothers of More Than One Nursing Child
July 7 – Creating a Supportive Network: Your Stories and Celebrations of N.I.P.
July 8 – Breastfeeding: International and Religious Perspectives
July 9 – Your Legal Right to Nurse in Public, and How to Respond to Anyone Who Questions It
Monday, July 5, 2010
I'm partcipating in a blog carnival this week. It's about nursing in public and is being organized by Code Name: Mama and Baby Dust Diaries. I have two posts that have been assigned days, so I'm trying out this whole "scheduling posts" thing.
Basically, this is a test to see if my post shows up immediately or tomorrow.
In needle felting news, I'm working on a mushroom house or my younger niece's birthday next weekend. It's slow going and I need to dye some more greens and purples.
Basically, this is a test to see if my post shows up immediately or tomorrow.
In needle felting news, I'm working on a mushroom house or my younger niece's birthday next weekend. It's slow going and I need to dye some more greens and purples.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Food. Why is it such a problem in our house?
We are a family of five - though I only need to account for four of us at the moment. We don't eat red meat - in fact, the only meat we eat is poultry. The problem is that there isn't a whole lot that we like or that we can get the kids to eat. Pasta, rice, bread - not a problem. Vegetables? Fruits? Those are harder. Tomatoes, lettuce, spinach, cauliflower, corn, onion, zucchini, yellow squash - okay, no problem. Apples, oranges, bananas, grapes, pineapple, watermelon. But not everyone eats all of these things. The Elf loves fruit, not so much with the vegetables. The Imp.. he has a whole mess of issues with eating at all. Mostly, the Imp will eat meat. And cereal. And popsicles. Oy.
We want to eat healthier. We want to *be* healthier. We also want our toddler to realize that there is food beyond breast milk. I just have no idea how to do that. Food shouldn't be such a problem, should it?
We've cut back (massively) on prepackaged/processed foods. I make our taco seasoning and chili seasonings. I want to try baking sandwich bread so that we can stop buying the mass-produced stuff. I don't think I can ever give up my Eggo waffles, though. Maybe when the kids are older and I have more time in the mornings I'll be able to make my own. It's just not realistic right now (and I loooove my Eggo waffles). I'm going to make my own granola this weekend. But we're unlikely to give up boxed cereal, either.
Right. Am I missing the point? Did I have a point? The Imp is scaling window sills and carrying around a step stool - it's a little distracting, I must admit.
We are a family of five - though I only need to account for four of us at the moment. We don't eat red meat - in fact, the only meat we eat is poultry. The problem is that there isn't a whole lot that we like or that we can get the kids to eat. Pasta, rice, bread - not a problem. Vegetables? Fruits? Those are harder. Tomatoes, lettuce, spinach, cauliflower, corn, onion, zucchini, yellow squash - okay, no problem. Apples, oranges, bananas, grapes, pineapple, watermelon. But not everyone eats all of these things. The Elf loves fruit, not so much with the vegetables. The Imp.. he has a whole mess of issues with eating at all. Mostly, the Imp will eat meat. And cereal. And popsicles. Oy.
We want to eat healthier. We want to *be* healthier. We also want our toddler to realize that there is food beyond breast milk. I just have no idea how to do that. Food shouldn't be such a problem, should it?
We've cut back (massively) on prepackaged/processed foods. I make our taco seasoning and chili seasonings. I want to try baking sandwich bread so that we can stop buying the mass-produced stuff. I don't think I can ever give up my Eggo waffles, though. Maybe when the kids are older and I have more time in the mornings I'll be able to make my own. It's just not realistic right now (and I loooove my Eggo waffles). I'm going to make my own granola this weekend. But we're unlikely to give up boxed cereal, either.
Right. Am I missing the point? Did I have a point? The Imp is scaling window sills and carrying around a step stool - it's a little distracting, I must admit.
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