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Recipe: Cocoa Butter Belly Balm (and all-purpose stretch mark soother)

Flame detailing…
Racing stripes…
Tiger stripes…
Battle scars…
Striae

Stretch marks. By whatever name you call them, most pregnant women and many adolescents will experience the addition of at least a couple skin customizations before their developmental transition is complete. I felt lucky during my own pregnancies to experience very few of them and never any on my actual belly—with my first son I got two marks one on the underside of each breast, not during pregnancy, but nearly immediately postpartum. Hey! With my second son, I got a couple of light marks, again not on my belly, but on my rear end! Hey! And, with my daughter, I got a series on my left hip and some new ones on my bottom. Again with the HEY!!! During each of my pregnancies, I was diligent about applying cocoa butter belly balm every night. With my first, I used a purchased version, but with the others, I used my own homemade version. I had a nice little nighttime ritual where I would rub the balm into my belly while singing, “cocoa butter for my Lannbaby…” šŸ™‚

Here is my super simple recipe:

Cocoa Butter Balm

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2 oz cocoa butter
10 large TB coconut oil
8 squares beeswax (approx. 1 large tsp each)

Melt together over low heat. Makes 12 ounces of balm. Excellent skin soother, scar softener, stretch mark nurturer, overall moisturizer.


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You can leave out the beeswax and it will still work. My experience is that it is of a “grainier” texture though then.

Feel free to experiment with proportions and amount of beeswax until you get your own perfect blend. You will often need less wax in the winter (particularly if you live in a cold house) and more in the summer.

You can substitute some safflower or sunflower oil for some of the coconut oil.

You can use more cocoa butter and less oil. I’m cheap and cocoa butter isn’t, so I skew my proportions to more coconut oil.

You can use cheap Louanna coconut oil from Wal-Mart (Thanksgiving is a great time of year to find this)

Hobby Lobby often has 1lbs blocks of beeswax. Melt it all and pour it out on a lined cookie sheet and then break it into nice, useable chunks.

Family Dollar sometimes has real, no additives cocoa butter available in the makeup section in handy two ounce tubes. This recipe was created based on their existence!

Once I starting making this to sell and also including it in a homemade body care products class, I started buying cocoa butter in a 5lbs bucket from The Chemistry Store online.

I like packaging the belly butter in brown glass jars from Specialty Bottle.

This balm is kind of greasy—I recommend applying at bedtime, or in clothes you don’t care about, or walking around with your belly exposed until it has been absorbed.

Don’t be fooled by commercial cocoa butter lotions. While they might look or smell nice or be named Pure Cocoa Butter!!!!(TM), most contain almost no actual cocoa butter, but instead an assortment of various ick, including known carcinogens and artificial scents. I like using only products on my skin that I could actually eat!

Personal tip–don’t only treat the baby to this balm application, remember your hips and buns too!

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I found this picture via google images when looking for a different one that I had in mind. If anyone knows who it belongs to, please tell me so I can ask appropriate permission! (or, take it down)

Guest Post: Don’t Touch Me… Don’t Even Look At Me

This guest post is the first in my blog break festival. The festival continues through December, so please check it out and consider submitting a post! Also, don’t forget to enter my birth jewelry giveaway. This post falls into the Motherful category…

Don’t Touch Me… Don’t Even Look At Me.

by Veronica of Mormon Monkey Mama


Being a monkey mama isn’t all it’s cracked up to be sometimes. My kids still cry. I still have to discipline and direct my 3-year-old. Yesterday was especially difficult. Squirrel Monkey, 3 years (SM) is getting sick and Owl Monkey, 5.5 months (OM) is still sick. When SM is feeling sick, she is very testy. So, yesterday, she kept doing things she knew she shouldn’t to get my attention, acting out her physical feelings. She didn’t want to eat anything I gave her, she was whiny, and she mostly wanted to watch TV all day. So by the time my husband, Gorillaman, got home, I. Was. DONE. But I can’t be done. I have a nursling. And though that is often very zen… it wasn’t yesterday.

We put the girls to bed at 8:00. That never happens here. SM is usually up until 9:00 or 9:30. She went to bed easily. But OM, who usually goes to sleep pretty easily, was fussy because she couldn’t breathe.

So the mother abuse began…

FACTS:

*Baby toes are like a velociraptor‘s. I have bruises on the insides of my legs from OM taking her big toes and digging them into anything she comes in contact with. Most of the time, especially when we are nursing lying down, that is my leg, groin, or stomach, as she writhes around being frustrated about her inability to breathe easily.

*It’s especially uncomfortable, verging on vomit-inducingly painful, when the baby goes from nursing peacefully to clamp-and-twist in 0.2 seconds. It’s even worse when you have a recurrent plugged duct because of said baby’s latch. I know from experience… a lot of it.

*Babies have unbelievably strong fingers… the better to pinch you with. I have bruises on the insides of my arms and the tops of my breasts from aggravated little fingers that find purchase and CLAMP DOWN! Hand wrangling should be a class for pregnant moms.

*Toddlers/preschoolers have sharper elbows than the coffee table corners we protected them from a couple of years before.

My normally sweet and gentle Owl Monkey has become a baby badger. Ow. Add that to the bone crushing antics of a testing toddler, well, is it any surprise why I avoid any sense of intimacy on a day like yesterday? By the end of the day, when I have been poked, prodded, pinched, and pummeled by tiny hands, feet, and toothless gums, I don’t want to be touched. By anyone. I don’t even want to hold hands. My lucky poor husband, who has been away from his doting family all day, wants to come home and have some sort of physical closeness, even if it’s just to sit together on the couch and watch our show. It’s not fair that our jobs give us seriously different needs. But such is life so we both make sacrifices. So sometimes I snuggle, though it makes me feel like crawling out of my skin. And sometimes he takes a cold shower. šŸ˜‰ Such is this life of parental bliss. And bliss it is. For just as you think you can’t handle any more, your 3-year-old crawls into your arms again and needs you to snuggle her to sleep. Your 5.5 month old flashes that gummy, milky grin. And suddenly your heart is full again, the bruises don’t matter, and you hug your husband that much closer knowing that only the two of you truly understand…

It’s all worth it.

Veronica is a semi-crunchy stay-at-home mom to two girls and a sweet English Bulldog boy. She is passionate about breastfeeding, gentle parenting, co-sleeping, and babywearing. She spends her days chasing her 3.5 year old with her 23 lb 9 month old on her back! She hopes to encourage and support other LDS (Mormon) moms as they embrace the mommying counterculture and parent instinctively.

Originally published on Friday, July 13, 2012 at Mormon Monkey Mama

Jewelry Memory

Those of you who know me in real life may know that I really like jewelry. You may or may not also know that I often use jewelry to mark significant moments in my life, to communicate certain messages, and to remind myself of things or serve as touchstones. For the last couple of days, I made sure to put on three significant necklaces and the order of the necklaces told a story. The first was my baby-in-my-heart pendant. Unfortunately no longer available for sale anywhere, I very much connected to this pendant and bought it as a connection to the baby in my own heart. I used to even sleep and shower wearing it and wore it continuously until midway through my pregnancy-after-loss in which I then felt like putting it away. Now, I wear it on certain meaningful occasions like on Noah’s birthday or on holidays.

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The second is a pendant I bought right after my second miscarriage. It is a small medallion style piece with the words, “believe in yourself” on the back. I wore it throughout my pregnancy with Alaina, including in labor. Now, I wear it when I need encouragement, courage, or strength. I have a tradition of wearing it to the first night of every class I teach. It serves as a reminder for me and helps me feel strong.

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The third pendant is the dancing goddess logo from SageWoman magazine. My husband gave it to me after Alaina was born in 2011. It reminds me of my Happy Birth Dance feelings of relief and joy at her birth. I still wear this one almost every day.

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Together, obviously, the three in a row tell a story of loss, hope, and joy.

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Lann took this picture of me a couple of days ago on Nov. 6, the third anniversary of the day we found out the baby had died and I was going to have a miscarriage.

[Side note: Jewelry is significant enough to me that there are still birthy necklaces I haven’t worn since my miscarriages because they represent a happy point of pre-loss naĆÆvety to me and I now feel uncomfortable wearing them. I put many of my very favorite necklaces away after Noah was born, because I couldn’t even stand to look at them and be confronted with the joy they had previously represented, and even though I am no longer in that dark and distressed place, I still don’t enjoy wearing them. Their association for me has permanently changed.]

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Noah’s angel bear and my necklace on the priestess rocks yesterday afternoon.

Do you have jewelry that is especially significant to you? Do you wear it when you need to tell the world something or remind yourself of an important moment or experience? I’d love to see a picture of it!

I also felt inspired to quickly make a new birth art figure—this one incorporating the “baby in my heart” image that I found so valuable. And, it also connects to the persistent feeling I had for months after he was born (until I reached his due date really) that I was going to be, “a little bit pregnant” with him forever.

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Eleven Years Ago…

In 2000, while working on my block field placement (internship) in graduate school, I met a woman who would become my best friend and a profoundly influential part of my life. We shared a lot of formative life experiences of early adulthood together and I accompanied her to the hospital for the births of two of her children and she came to the birth center with me when my oldest son was born. While my own mother had all four of her children at home and so homebirth and natural birth were parts of my life history, I didn’t really begin to focus on birth as an issue until I was married and in my early 20’s. At this point, I was most influenced by the newsgroup misc.kids.pregnancy. So, I became both deeply interested in natural birth and also very invested in my friend’s birth plans and her ideas about birth. As her pregnancy progressed, she hired a doula that I came across at a street fair and took birth classes from her at the birth center in which I would later have my first baby.

After Maggie was born, I was more involved in her life than I have ever been involved with a baby that was not related to me and in a way that I’ve never been able to be involved again. Without any children of my own at the time, I was able to be present for my friend in a way in which I now see, few friends are able to be for each other, since most women who connect during their childbearing years are intensely embroiled in the needs of their own children and families. Looking back, I see I was like the best postpartum doula ever, without knowing that is what I was being at the time (and, I was free, and did it for a year! :)) After bringing over dinner every night for the first week, for the following year I then I went over to my friend’s house every morning and took care of the baby while my friend ate her breakfast, took care of herself, and went for a run. Then, we would walk in the neighborhood together for about an hour, talking about our lives, dreams, and plans.

Last year, that magical baby that had such a profound influence on my life and on my birthwork in the world turned TEN! I could hardly believe it. At that time, I asked my friend for permission to post the birth story I had written in my journal the morning after her baby’s birth. My friend granted me permission, but then several days passed and since it wasn’t the baby’s birthday any more, the story sat in my drafts folder for…another year. And, now, that magical, wonderful baby is ELEVEN! Here is her birth story, through my naĆÆve, pre-maternal eyes…

Maggie’s Birth

With my little friend, 2002

Journal Entry, 11/3/01. 12:22 p.m.

Returned home this morning at 7:15 after being at the birth of Kate & Dave’s baby girl, Maggie. I’m very tired, but I wanted to write a little bit anyway. We went to the hospital at 1:30 p.m. on Friday (11/2) after Kate’s water broke. She was still 2 centimeters at 9:00 p.m., so they started pitocin. At 12:00 a.m. the doulas arrived and Kate was 3-4 centimeters dilated. The doulas were absolutely wonderful at soothing and guiding her. At 1:15 a.m. she was 7 centimeters (!) and at a tiny bit after 2:00 a.m. she began pushing. Then, she pushed for almost four hours before Maggie was born at 5:51 a.m. (8lbs 10z).

It was really hard to watch and not be able to do anything for her. I can’t imagine what it would have felt like as her husband—someone that close in. She did a wonderful, wonderful job. No pain medication at all, even with the pitocin. She only asked about pain meds once (before the doulas got there). I felt completely in awe of her strength and power. She was so brave and so strong and so tough. Powerful woman stuff. I couldn’t believe that she pushed for four hours. I do not think I could have done it. The baby was worth it though—boy is she cute and pink and making me want to have one too!

I can’t really describe what this experience meant to me or how powerful it was. It was beautiful and strong. Kate is an amazing woman and I am awed by her bravery. She and Dave are so happy with their precious little bundle. I got to hold her too, when she was less than 30 minutes old and Kate was being stitched up (bad tear). I didn’t feel like much help to Kate, but being present mean a lot to me and I hope the fact that I was there meant something to her too. I’m so encouraged to see that a hospital birth can be pulled off so well.

Life is wonderful. Welcome, baby girl!

Happy Birth-Day to you both today, Maggie and Kate! You hold a deep and special place in my heart. You both changed my life forever.

The Birthing Dance

I saw this post go by on Facebook during the week and saved it to share, because it would make a nice mother blessing poem to share with a pregnant mama:

The Birthing Dance

Come to me, My Child
Secret longing of my inner heart
Breath of spirit
Wandering the cosmos

Choosing your next lifepath
Seeking sanctuary in my womb
Visions of you stir my dreams
Your gentle essence drifting inward
Merging into matter
Coming into consciousness
Birthing into being
Your tender wisdom speaks
The ancient knowledge
of a mother’s power
Our bodies grow together
Two as one
Turning round, in birthing dance
You lead me
Opening the circle corridor
Descending into unhindered ecstasy
Into my arms

Invisible Nets

I have several friends and acquaintances preparing for the births of their babies at the end of this month and into November. This weekend, when I found out one of them was in labor, I peeked in at her Facebook page and saw her profile picture, so strong and beautiful and solitary and I remembered with such poignancy that liminal point between pregnant woman and mother of a newborn. The tenderness and triumph of standing up with your new baby for the first time. The marveling at the fact that, I did it. The sweet, fresh, beautiful irreplaceable sensations of your fresh new baby lying upon your chest. The worry of how to do this mothering thing “right.” All of those vibrant and deep first moments and trying to sink into them. The stark sensation of having crossed into completely new territory and having left your old self behind forever. The moments of marveling at your own strength and courage and reveling in your own power. The moments of feeling bitterly lost and confused.

I wrote this on my Facebook page as I thought of her and of the other Oct/Nov mothers about to step across the birth threshold:

Holding in my heart all the special mothers taking their birth journeys tonight–stepping across that pivotal threshold and into the unknown. May they discover they are stronger than they knew, may they marvel at their own courage, may they dig deep, and may they know joy beyond measure.

I also finally used one of my favorite quotes for women’s circles and a picture of a set of new sculptures that I made this weekend and turned it into a little shareable image. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, but had trouble finding anything that would let me edit a picture on my phone to include words. It isn’t perfect, but it is my first attempt!
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And, I thought of my own past posts…

Thoughts about a birth blessing and more

“…May we see and hear women. May we witness them in the act of living, of birthing, of struggling, of triumphing. In surrender and in self-doubt. In exultation and joy. May we hold that space for her story. May we listen well and wisely.” (Molly Remer)

Thoughts about being a “birth warrior“…

“I was surprised to find myself connect with the birth warrior metaphor in labor. Shortly after my first baby was born, I turned to my dear friend who had been present and said, ā€œI feel like I’ve been in a war…ā€

Thoughts about those sweet, delicate, precious moments of waiting to inhale

Thoughts of the sweet, sticky, beautiful, and simultaneously soul-crushing and soul-expanding experiences of early postpartum

I hope all of the women I know who are giving birth in the upcoming season discover that, as Sheila Kitzinger said, ā€œBirth isn’t something we suffer, but something we actively do and exult in.ā€ (from promo for One World Birth)

And, that while, “Women are as nervous and unsure of themselves as ever, and they need to learn to trust their bodies. Birthing is much more that eliminating pain. It is one of life’s peak experiences.” (Elisabeth Bing)

Happy Birthing Days, Mamas!

(P.S. This is an experiment with writing a short post! How’d I do?!)

The Real EC

I’ve meant to write a blog post about elimination communication for years. This week, I gave a small presentation about EC to our local mother’s group and so, at last, here is an EC post!

Basics:

Elimination communication is also known as “natural infant hygiene” or “infant potty training,” but I most prefer EC because the emphasis is in the right place—on the communication element. Potty training is not the “goal” of EC really, paying attention to and responding to baby’s innate pottying cues is the goal. I’ve seen it referred to essentially like this: potty training is no more the goal of elimination communication than weaning is the goal of breastfeeding. (Sorry, I didn’t bookmark the article in which I read this and am paraphrasing from memory!).

Elimination communication involves four main components (I will explain how each of these worked in my personal experience following these definitions):

Timing

Babies have fairly regular and predictable time for peeing and pooping. Timing is helpful for EC and really half the strategy in my opinion—if you know when baby is likely to pee, you hold them over the potty instead of leaving them in a diaper. Simple!

Signals

Also called “cues,” signals are the ways in which baby tells you that s/he needs to potty: “These signals vary widely from one infant to another, and include a certain facial expression, a particular cry, squirming, a sudden unexplained fussiness, as well as others. Babies who are nursing will often start delatching and relatching repeatedly when they need to eliminate. For defecation, many babies will grunt or pass gas as a signal. Older babies can learn a gesture or baby sign for ‘potty.'” (via Elimination communication – wikidoc)

Cueing

This is the sound (cue) that the parent or caregiver makes to help let the baby know it is time to let go and pee/poop. The classic sound is a “psss psss” sound, which I don’t care for because it sounds like you’re saying, “piss” to your baby. So, I always used, “ssss” instead, which to me sounds like the pee hitting a receptacle. You start out making the sound as baby is peeing and then once the association is developed, you then make the sound to cue baby that it is time to go. (A grunting sound is also really helpful even though it is embarrassing and basically just sounds kind of awful!)

Intuition

“Intuition refers to a caregiver’s unprompted thought that the baby may need to eliminate. Although much intuition may simply be subconscious awareness of timing or signals, many parents who practice EC find it an extremely reliable component.” (via Elimination communication – wikidoc). More about this soon!

What is it REALLY like to EC:

If you practice elimination communication, you may experience some or all of the following…

  • Life will revolve around your child’s urination
  • You will know more about another person’s bowel/bladder habits than anyone ever should.
  • You may spill cold pee on your crotch in the night. More than once.
  • Baby’s pants dry! You’re awesome! But…uh oh, mama has to change all own clothes including her underwear…
  • No diaper to wash, FTW! Yes, but several wipe up rags, your whole outfit, and baby’s pants…
  • You may find yourself musing that someone should invent something…it would wrap around the baby’s lower half and catch all of this pee and poop stuff and then you could just take it off after baby goes…and wash it…or, maybe throw it away…Gasp! I’m a genius! I should invent something like this…
  • It will give you something else to feel guilty about. (This depends on what kind of mother you are. If you’re laidback, you’ll probably be cool here. If you’re semi-neurotic, you will slap yourself in the face every time you miss a cue or every time you were too busy to take baby to potty. You may berate yourself for not listening well enough to baby and that, “I KNEW I should have taken her to the potty, WHY didn’t I listen to myself/her?! BAD MOTHER!”)
  • Many of your mothering stories will involve, “and then I got peed on…

On the flip side:

  • You will feel like rock star
  • You will be amazed/exhilarated—it is unbelievable how thrilling pee/poop can be!
  • Once you start, you can’t NOT do it. It works. Will look back and think, why didn’t I do this with my other babies?

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Some mothers use a bowl or the bathroom sink for pottying. Many others use the regular toilet. I suggest the Baby Bjorn Little Potty (one piece molded plastic) or the K-Mart knock-off version—keep one in the car, one by/under bed (at night, just pull out from under the bed and hold on lap and then stick back under bed to clean out in morning. This is how the cold pee in the crotch experiences are born).

Personal Experiences:

  • We started EC full-time with Z about 7 weeks and with Alaina at 3 weeks, though kept diaper-free before that too (but rather than a potty, we kept a cloth diaper or blanket under them).
  • My choice was to have them wear diapers while out, though it is possible to buy special clothes or have them go diaperless while in public also.
  • Easy off clothes are a must.
  • By six months, both of them would sleep all night (12-6) dry even while nursing multiple times at night. Alaina now sleeps from 12-8 without peeing, but while nursing probably four times. I don’t really understand how this works!
  • We learned the secret of the Midnight Pee. Always take baby potty at midnight and you will sleep on dry sheets all night!
  • With Z, we did EC full-time. With A–full-time at night/home, while out and with other people around mostly diapers.

Personal Tips:

  • Doesn’t have to be all or nothing
  • Not about your worth as a mother–self-esteem should not come into it!
  • Take baby pee right after waking or even as baby is squirming around in sleep
  • During nursing–milk lets down, pee too!
  • When legs kick mysteriously and disruptively in night
  • When acting weird at breast—popping on/off. My observation is that many issues described first as breastfeeding “problem” behaviors are really potty-related really.
  • Baby is, “just training you”—yes, and why not? Good to be attentive!

***Respond to random potty thoughts!*** This is my most helpful tip. I read it in an article once. It is pretty much foolproof. If you are going about your day and suddenly, PEE!!! pops into your head, stop what you are doing and take baby to the potty. It is almost guaranteed. And, do it even if you, “just took him” otherwise you will be kicking yourself and saying, “I knew he needed to go. I should have listened to myself!”

Why?

Just like nursing—they tell you from birth that they need to go. Babies begin life not wishing to wet/dirty themselves. We train the communication response out of them and train them to go in their clothes. Later, when they’re around 3, we start trying to “train” them out of the going-in-the-clothes habit that we unknowingly worked pretty hard to get them to do.

Simply about listening to/paying attention to your baby—just like in other ways. Good foundation for your relationship with your baby.

Remember the goal of EC is communication, attention, and respect for your baby’s needs, not crunchy points, faster potty training, or smugness.

So, even though I just said it wasn’t about potty training or about smugness, eventually you may then feel some smugness benefits and in the end, I was delighted with our…

Personal Results

  • Z began wearing undies full-time at 14 months. He had one ever outside-the-house “accident” (at the skating rink. I still remember!). Whoever says boys are harder to potty train or don’t develop “sphincter control” until later than girls is full of it! (and, FYI, if “sphincter control” was actually a response that needed to develop, babies would drip pee/poop out of their bodies constantly. They simply don’t, diapers or otherwise. I read a critical article about EC once in which the author asserted that babies who are EC’ed are really being trained to “hold it” and that that is damaging to their bodies. Babies “hold it” from BIRTH. It is parents that then train them to “let go” in their diapers rather than another receptacle.
  • Alaina in undies full-time at 18 months, lots more accidents (we were less consistent/involved with EC with her though). Takes dolls to potty and says, ssssss.
  • Zero poop diapers in ages—never a poop “accident.” Probably last time I had washed a poopy dipe with either kid was around 6-8 months old.

Overall, EC has been a mixed bag for me. In the end, it has been worth it. And, like I said, after doing it with one kid, it no longer felt optional. It works. They know. And, once you know they know, you can’t go back. Cold pee in the crotch and all.

ssssss…

Dress Deja Vu (Remember to Look)

My family is in a whirlwind of activity and excitement preparing for my brother’s wedding on Sunday and we have relatives visiting from out-of-town. The wedding is at my parents’ house and so there has been a frenzy of cleaning! During said frenzy, my mom found several sweet little smocked dresses made by my grandmother. Alaina wore one to homeschool co-op on Wednesday where she was complimented on her “vintage look.” That night, my grandma arrived from CA and we were talking about the dress. I said I thought it had been mine and a vague memory of Easter pictures of me wearing it surfaced. I snagged my infant photo album and sure enough there it was! (and, appropriately, I’m actually wearing it when we were visiting them in CA.)

Check me out:

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I took a picture of my aunt holding Alaina before I found the pictures of myself and coincidentally, she was looking off the same direction!
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Hmm. Look familiar?! I’m only about a year old here though and Alaina is now closer to two.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Since my grandma is visiting for my brother’s wedding and she is the person who made the dress in the first place, of course I had to get a photo of her with Alaina:

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Back to me with the Easter egg I was happy to find!

And then one of the former dress-wearer and current dress-wearer together:

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In this picture, I’m also wearing a lovely new sweater that my grandma knitted for me. It is gorgeous!
If I feel weird about this picture, how must my mom and grandma feel?!

Moments like these are sweet and beautiful, while simultaneously feeling shocking and almost depressing.

And, I’m reminded of this poem I have previously shared:

ā€œHolding tight to my neck, my son
trusts – he knows no other way – my touch lightly
dries his tears. I am his queen, his goddess, handily
his slave. Blink, it’s a photo again, a trick of the eye,

a frozen captive of time, paper, light and silver: my son
is a grown man: he drinks from his own hand.

Reader, I urge you,

spin slowly, take pictures, remember to laugh.ā€

(emphasis mine)

I would say, remember to look. Remember to feel. Remember to notice. Pay attention. Tell about it.

This is what I looked and noticed yesterday when we went to pick my boys up from taekwondo class:

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Oh, does my heart both swell and ache to see those little tippy-toes.

Guest Post: Homemade Baby Food

Homemade Baby Food

by Cynthia Dorsch

Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā  Given the recent trends in DIY projects and healthy, homemade concoctions, it’s no surprise that baby food is also on board.Ā  Making your own homemade delicacies for your child is not nearly as complicated as it sounds.Ā  Homemade baby food projects can be just as fun as they are economical.Ā  Listed below are some of the best recipes I’ve encountered in my days as a DIY baby food maker.

To begin, any baby food recipe is going to require the use of some type of blender.Ā  Getting the food pureed to a perfect consistency may be essential to pleasing the palate of your young one.

Sweet Potato Based Puree

No baby food recipe arsenal is complete without a good sweet potato based purĆ©e.Ā  Infants almost always take sweet potatoes without complaints and the many health benefits associated with them don’t hurt either.Ā  To get this recipe started you will need to

  • Preheat your oven to 375 degrees
  • Take one large sweet potato, and making sure it is properly cleaned, poke a few holes in it with a fork
  • Place it in the oven for about 40-50 minutes, or until it is soft to the touch
  • Once baked, cut the potato in half and scrape the contents into your purĆ©e device
  • Depending on your appliance, you may want to wait until it has cooled to blend, but either way, go ahead and give it a whirl to ensure no large chunks or hard pieces will make it to your baby’s tray
  • After it has been blended, make sure it is cool enough for your toddler’s mouth and voila! You have yourself a great supply of baby food!

Apple Based Puree

Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā  Appealing to your baby’s sweet tooth can be a difficult challenge.Ā  You don’t want to overly emphasize sugar and sweetness but you still want to have your little one have a great treat once in a while.Ā  I found this following recipe to be the perfect marriage of both of these and my son (who’s sadly now a little too old for this) thought so too!Ā  To whip up some awesome apple inspired baby food you will need to:

  • Get two apples, I generally favored the Red Delicious variety but I’ve also heard of Braeburns being used as well
  • Peel the apples and carefully cut them into large pieces
  • Set aside about an 8th of cinnamon
  • Place the apples in a steamer above a pot of nicely boiling water
  • Leave them in there for about 4 to 5 minutes or until tender
  • Once they’re nice and soft put them, along with the cinnamon into your blender and blend till smooth
  • After the mixture has cooled, you’ve got a wonderful apple based purĆ©e!

Bean Based Puree

Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā  Beans are a great staple for any growing youngster’s body.Ā  With their complete proteins and fiber, giving your baby a great homemade bean purĆ©e is a great choice that requires a little more elbow grease than the last recipes. However, this can really pay off with the happy grins and smiles of a satisfied and full youngster. To get the ball rolling you will need to make sure you have:

  • 1 cup of some leafy greens, (Kale or Spinach are great healthy choices)
  • A clove of garlic
  • A tablespoon of chopped onion
  • An 8th of a teaspoon of oregano
  • A half cup of cooked brown rice
  • A cup of cooked white beans
  • And finally, a half cup of cooked tomatoes

You’ll want to make sure your kale is properly cooked or steamed before you add it to the blender.Ā  A great thing you can do here is steam the onions, oregano and the greens all at once.Ā  Place all the ingredients in the blender and purĆ©e until everything is smooth.Ā  Make sure this meal is cooled properly before serving and see how fast your baby will eat this treat up.

Cynthia Dorsch loves writing about health and wellness. In her free time she can often be found researching and catching up on trending techniques and new innovations in the medical field. She currently writes and blogs for My Egg Bank, a company specializing in third-party reproduction.

A Bias Toward Breastfeeding?

During World Breastfeeding Week, Lamaze’s Science and Sensibility blog published an interesting and thought-provoking guest post called ā€œInstructor Has A Clear Bias Toward Breastfeeding!ā€ The post explores a birth educator’s experience with teaching breastfeeding classes and receiving the title phrase on one of her evaluations. She is very disturbed by the evaluation and offers this profound and potent reminder: “We must not leave mothers less than whole.”

While I very much appreciate this observation and reminder, we also absolutely need to remember that biased means to exhibit “unfair prejudice”–it simply IS NOT “biased” to support breastfeeding as the biological norm and most appropriate food for babies.Ā I was very concerned to read the comments on the post from other educators talking about their own “biases” toward physiologic birth or breastfeeding and how carefully they guard against exhibiting any such bias in their classes. Hold on! Remember that the burden of proof rests on those who promote an intervention—birth educators and breastfeeding educators should not be in a position of having to “prove” or “justify” the biological norm of unmedicated births or breastfed babies. I hate to see birth instructors being cautioned to avoid being “biased” in teaching about breastfeeding or birth, because in avoiding the appearance of bias they’d be lying to mothers. You can’t “balance” two things that are NOT equal and it is irresponsible to try out of a misplaced intention not to appeared biased. So, while I appreciate some of this educator’s points, I do think she’s off the mark in her fear/guilt and her acceptance of the word “bias.” The very fact that making a statement that someone has a bias toward breastfeeding can be accepted as a reasonable critique is indicative of how very deeply the problem goes and how systemic of an issue it is. If I say that drinking plenty of water is a good idea and is healthier for your body than drinking other liquids, no one ever accuses me of having a “bias towards water.” Breastfeeding should be no different. But, as we all know, breastfeeding occurs in a social, cultural, political, and economic context, one that all too often does not value, support, or understand the process.

This reminds me of an excellent section in the book Mother’s Intention: How Belief Shapes Birth about judgment and bias. The author also address how the word ā€œbalancedā€ is misused in childbirth education–as in, ā€œI’m taking a class at the hospital because it will be more balanced.ā€ Balance means ā€œto make two parts equalā€ā€“-what if the two parts aren’t equal though? What is the value of information that appears balanced, but is not factually accurate? Pointing out inequalities and giving evidence-based information does not make an educator ā€œbiasedā€ or judgmental-–it makes her honest! (though honesty can be ā€œheardā€ as judgment when it does not reflect one’s own opinions or experiences).Ā  (formerly quoted in this post. And, see this post for some thoughts about pleonasms.)

I do value the reminder that pregnant and postpartum mothers are vulnerable and how we speak to them really matters. I know that. I also worry that too much “tender” speech regarding breastfeeding as a “choice,” a “personal decision” and “we support you no matter what”—leaves the door wide open for continued systemic support of a bottle feeding culture that treats formula feeding and breastfeeding as similar or interchangeable. I’m not sure what the answer is. Maternal wholeness matters, so does breastfeeding!