Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Yesterday (August 26th) my baby boy turned 2 months old! I can't believe he's already 2 months. Time has gone by too fast. I'd give anything to go back in time and enjoy him all over again. I wonder if I would do anything differently.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Yesterday my husband, Baby J and I went to the local cloth diapering store and got two new Thirsties Duo Wrap covers for Baby J! He's grown out of one of his Rumparooz covers. While we were there we looked at some carriers because my husband wants to wear Baby J when he gets a little older. I think I have him talked into getting a Mei Tai so we can share it! So excited! Love my ring sling but I think I'll want something else when he gets bigger.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Husband, Baby J and I went out to eat and grocery shop today. Baby J spent the entire time nursing in the sling. I seriously need to get my knee to heal quicker because I was shuffling around like an old lady with a limp. (Sexy!) A couple of times Baby J had to be repositioned when he accidentally unlatched and I'm pretty sure I flashed a family of 3 in the toy department. I know I flashed a security camera. Oops. Now I'm home with my feet up chugging my Starbucks Frappuccino and nursing Baby J (again).
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Today the most amazing thing happened. My husband volunteered to watch Baby J so I could take a much needed shower! Lately, showers have become something I'd pay good money for. You have no idea (or maybe you do) how good it feels to be able to wash off sour milk, pee, drool, sweat and whatever else that has been clinging to me since my last shower. I'm definitely not a glamour mom.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
I just read an article about breastfeeding in the form of a letter from baby to mom that is very informative that I think every mom should read.
Before I had my baby, I knew that it would be a lot of work and many sleepless nights. I felt lucky that I've always been an insomniac so it would be easy to stay up.
For years I've heard about the night time child training method of Cry It Out. The method was first named in Richard Ferber's 1985 book Solve Your Child's Sleep Problems. This method is often referred to as “Ferberizing”.
This is the idea that falling asleep is just another skill like any other and that babies can master this skill with a little help from parents.
The idea is that if your child gets used to having you rock him to sleep, or he always falls asleep while nursing, he won't learn to fall asleep on his own. When he wakes up during the night, as all children and adults do as part of the natural sleep cycle, he'll become alarmed and cry for you instead of being able to go back to sleep.
By contrast, if your baby learns to soothe himself to sleep at bedtime, he can use the same skill when he wakes up at night or during a nap. Crying isn't the goal of this sleep training method, but advocates say it's often an inevitable side effect as your baby adjusts to sleeping on his own. They say the short-term pain of a few tears is far outweighed by the long-term advantages: a child who goes to sleep easily and happily on his own, and parents who can count on a good night's rest.
I never thought anything of it until I became pregnant and after becoming bored with researching pregnancy symptoms and 'what to expect', I moved on to parenting tips. I was overwhelmed with the many different parenting styles out there. One thing that caught my eye was the great debate over this Cry It Out method, often called CIO. I began reading about a human's natural sleep cycle. I learned that it is normal to wake often during the night even into adult hood. I know I often wake several times in the night. Then I started thinking about what I was reading. What is CIO doing to children? Research has shown that infants who are routinely separated from parents in a stressful way have abnormally high levels of the stress hormone cortisol, as well as lower growth hormone levels. These imbalances inhibit the development of nerve tissue in the brain, suppress growth, and depress the immune system.
But why were they stressed? Imagine being brand new to the world, only having been alive for a few months. You wake to total darkness that is not warm and comforting like your mother's womb. How would you feel? Scared. Hungry. Confused. Take your pick.
The logical thing to do for such a young mind is to cry, your only known means of communication. --- And then no one comes. Or mom comes in and rubs your back for a minute or two, and then walks away, leaving you alone in the dark again.
I could assume that infants understand that crying during the day will get mom, dad or someone they trust to come scoop them up, cuddle them and feed them. I could also assume that they understand that when they cry at night they are being ignored. They don't understand why they are not getting what they need, especially when they are alone in the dark, arguably a scary place for anyone.
Why do I assume they understand this? Because they cry. Crying is their only means of communication and they use it! They don't cry to manipulate and get what they want. They cry to tell you they need something. They don't understand time. They aren't thinking “Oh it's 3:00 am! Time to bother my parents!” As Dr. William Sears, a leading pediatrician says, “an infant who cries is saying, 'I need something; something is not right here. Please make it right."
I was overwhelmed with sadness whenever I read in pregnancy and parenting forums and from friends and family that they were using CIO, and the “progress” they have made. I knew I could never ignore my crying baby and made a promise to respond to every cry my son makes, no matter how exhausted I am, because after all, I am not his mother when it's convenient for me.
My feelings about this was proven during my ninth month of pregnancy. I was 36 weeks along and slipped on a puddle of water in the kitchen, fell and dislocated my left knee cap (for the third time in my life). Instantly I knew this time was different. My knee cap did not pop back into place immediately on it's own like the last two times. It stayed out to the side and I laid on the floor screaming in a pain I've never experienced before. I halfheartedly tried pushing it back into place between waves of hot flashes, nausea and pain while my husband called for an ambulance. Once paramedics arrived, they started an I.V., giving me a very small amount of pain medication due to my pregnancy and wiggled me onto the back board. In the E.R., my knee was put back in place and wrapped in an ace bandage. After 4 hours of fetal monitoring to make sure my son was not injured in my fall, I was discharged.
Immediately I noticed that I was unable to put any weight on my left leg. With my previous knee injuries, I was able to walk with the help of an immobilizing brace. This time, I was not. During my ambulance ride, my husband had called my mom and told her what had happened. She came all the way from Texas to Colorado the next day to help out.
I live in a tri-level home. The only bathrooms and bedrooms are on the third level so that's where I was confined. I was unable to go up and down stairs without help. I could not walk. I was given a walker and a wheelchair to use at home.
I spent my days laying in bed chatting with my mom and watching tv. Whenever I had to use the restroom, her or my husband would lift my left leg and slowly turn it and lower it to the ground. Then they would place the walker in front of me so I could lean on it while maneuvering my right foot towards my wheelchair while dragging my left foot. I was wheeled down the hall to the bathroom where I used the walker in the same manner to get to the toilet. After lowering myself down, they lifted my foot and propped it up on a box. Then I was given my privacy to do my business. I was then taken back to my bed. Bathroom breaks were the only times I left the bed except for the weekly OB appointments which took both of them to get me down stairs and into the car.
In the middle of the nights when I had to use the restroom, I would wake up my husband, or call to my mom from the other room on my husbands nights to work to come help me. I relied on them for everything. They brought me my food and water, they both helped me onto the shower stool, undressed me and helped me shower. They brought me ice packs for my swollen knee. They asked friends and family to pray for me to get better before I gave birth. Everything seemed so much more difficult since I was so big.
One night I was sitting up in bed, in the dark while my husband slept next to me. I was angry with what had happened. Why did it have to happen now? Weeks before my first baby was due. I felt sorry for myself and began to cry. I thought about how helpless I was and that I was so grateful for my husband and mom because I had no idea what I would do if I didn't have their help. I couldn't do anything on my own. Then it hit me. This is what babies feel like. They are completely helpless. They need someone to change them, feed them and take them places. They need to know that they are important.
I didn't just get attention and love during the day. If I needed to go to the bathroom or have my water bottle filled in the middle of the night, all I had to do was ask for help and I got it. They did not leave me to cry it out and wait until morning. They were both physically tired every day from lifting my leg, pushing me around in the wheelchair and going up and down stairs bringing me things I need but they did not hesitate to help me whenever I needed it.
I know now, more that ever, that I will never leave my son alone when he needs me because I know what it's like to be as helpless as an infant alone in the dark.
Friday, August 19, 2011
First are prefolds. They are a square piece of fabric made up of layers. The middle contains more layers making it more absorbent. They are folded around baby and fastened with a snappi or safety pins. This type of diaper needs a diaper cover.
Next are fitteds. These have snaps or velcro that fasten to keep the diaper on. These also need a diaper cover to keep clothing dry.
Contoured diapers are similar to prefolds but are shaped more like a regular diaper to fit baby. They are trim and do not need a snappi or pins. These will need a diaper cover.
All In One's are very similar to a disposable diaper. They are shaped the same way and fasten using snaps or velcro. There are many layers built into the diaper which take them a lon time to dry.
Pockets are similar to All In One's except that the lining inside have a pocket that allows you you control absorbency by stuffing then with absorbent inserts.
Covers are shaped like a diaper but do not have an absorbent lining. They are made with a waterproof material and fasten with snaps or velcro.
My baby boy loves his prefolds and covers. It makes mama and daddy happy too to be able to save money on not having to stock up on diapers we are going to just throw away!
One aspect of attachment parenting that I was hesitant about was bed sharing, or co-sleeping. Before I gave birth I was a pretty heavy sleeper and tended to move around in my sleep. I thought that co-sleeping was too dangerous, at least for me.