Merry Christmas!

We've had a wonderful Christmas, full of loving family, good food, thoughtful gifts, and beautiful memories.  Tye has loved opening presents and playing with her new toys, as well as playing outside in the fresh snow.  Seeing her excited expression as she pulls a new plaything out of the ripped paper is absolutely priceless.  It's been such a memorable holiday.


Wishing you all a very merry Christmas!

Cuteness

All wrapped up with a bow.

Sugar plums

Can you see her dreams of them, dancing round her head?

To Tye, at 13 months

Dear Tye,
How can you be 13 months already?!?  I can't believe we're celebrating a birthday beyond your first already.  And yet you've grown up so much in the past month, I can't believe all these new skills popped up in just 30 short days.  


Although you took your first steps starting a week before your first birthday, you started putting steps together a week after your birthday and walked across the room for the first time on November 27, the Saturday of Thanksgiving weekend.  As soon as you learned you could do that, you were all about it.


When we flew to Seattle this month, you had the greatest time just walking around the airport, either tightly grasping my finger or completely on your own.  You found such joy in walking that as soon as you took those first steps, you let out a high-pitched cackle that sounded like a horse whinnying and made everyone in the airport laugh.  All that joy, spreading contagiously, just from walking.  


As you explore your world, you remind me daily what a beautiful, magical place it is.  Watching you grasp at dust dancing in the sunlight, delight in snow falling out of the sky continuously, or lean backwards in the Ergo to watch the birds fly above us reminds me to stop and appreciate those same experiences.  


When strangers watch you moving and laughing, they often ask me, "Is she always like this?  Is she always this happy?" to which I respond truthfully, "Yes, just about."  Already you see the sippy cup as half full, and you reach out to fully enjoy every sip in that half cup.  The world could learn from you, my wise daughter.


Just so you know, I, for one, am taking notes.  You've reminded me that a smile and wave hello will melt the frostiest of hearts, and that nothing should keep me from sharing that gift with everyone.  The too-cool hipster at the L stop, the busy barista at the coffee shop, the cantankerous-looking old woman in Walgreens, the bearded homeless man in the park- everyone appreciates a hello and a smile.  


You're teaching me to slow down, reminding me that life is in the journey, not the destination.  With a little music and frequent dance breaks, chores are enjoyable.  Every time we walk Mico, it's a little adventure, and it's especially fun if we stop to look at the Christmas lights.  Food is for sharing, sometimes with multiple people.  Baths and showers can become the highlight of the day if we just stop to enjoy the sensation of water on our skin.  When our surroundings become overwhelming, a deep breath- or a quick nursing session- to slow our bodies and minds lets us re-approach the situation with renewed energy.  Thank you for the reminders, Tye.  I hope we both hold on to their lessons in our future.


Last night, as I sat in the tub with you and held your slippery body to nurse you, I was brought back to the evening you were born 13 months ago.  I know you were far tinier then, but holding your body against mine felt exactly the same; those big eyes staring, though now blue, held the same soul inside.  Time will continue to fly, and you'll continue to grow, but you'll always be my Baby Girl.  I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.


Love,
Mama

Puppy Love

As Tye reached her first birthday, she moved into several new stages of development.  With a background in Early Childhood Education, I see each step in relation to other developments and emerging skills.  Watching a child grow and reach new milestones is always miraculous, and I know I'm not the first parent to observe my child's changes in complete awe.  This past month has been a huge one for Tye. 


Of course, the most obvious recent development is Tye's ability to walk.  While walking itself is a major milestone, it also opens a child to a whole new world of learning opportunities at rapid-fire pace.  When Tye moves about now, it's on two feet as she uses her hands to explore freely.



Tye has also expanded her functional vocabulary.  In addition to mama and daddy (adapted from the original dada), she now says doggie, woof, uh-oh, Ziggy (our cat's name), eye(s), hi, and Woof Woof.  Along with these new words has emerged categorization in the form of overgeneralization.  Tye first learned doggie and would say "doggie" whenever we saw a dog on a walk or whenever she heard a dog bark (and then she would "woof" back).  Now, all animals are doggies, from her stuffed moose to illustrations of elephants and hippos.  But, only animals are doggies, proving Tye knows that doggies, moose, elephants, hippos, and a variety of other creatures are all animals.  That they don't all say "woof" will come later.  Along the same lines, as of right now, all body parts are labeled expressively as eyes (although Tye knows both eyes and nose receptively- in other words, she can accurately point to each upon request, even if she can't yet say the word nose).  


Perhaps my favorite new development is Tye's fascination with stuffed animals and dolls.  She loves to empty her bins of plush toys, pulling each one out separately and hugging it tightly before she tosses it aside to hug the next.  This isn't just a hugging skill, though.  Tye has formed special attachments to a few of her toys, like the plush Santa in her first walking video, a Beanie Baby puppy that looks like Mico, and a yellow and blue Swedish-looking moose.  


Oh, and were you wondering earlier what Woof Woof might mean?  It's the name bestowed upon Tye's absolute favorite stuffed animal, a blue corduroy dog that followed us home from Seattle- or perhaps more truthfully, was dragged to Chicago by a little bald girl with a new obsession.  

Woof Woof is Tye's newest source of comfort and companionship (a happy new recipient, considering my breasts are not always available for cuddling).  Since she first clutched his soft blue fur, Tye has barely let go.  He's been through airport security, on car rides, in shopping carts, and snuggled in the Ergo beside Tye on errands and dog walks.  Almost every time Tye nurses to sleep now, whether it's for a nap or the night, Woof Woof is clutched in her arms.  It's a sweet attachment that shows Tye's emotional development and emerging play skills.  She's morphing from baby to big kid right before my eyes.

Friday Favorite- Travel Baby Food

When traveling with an infant or toddler, so many concerns need to be taken into account that any opportunity to simplify must be utilized for sanity's sake.  This is where we've been fortunate- we've always had a safe, healthy supply of God's perfect food right on my chest, no heating or refrigeration needed.  Nothing travels better than your own breasts!  As Tye grew older, we were also fortunate to have found some food options that travel almost as easily.  Here are our three favorite items for travel-friendly baby food.

Not long after Tye started eating solid foods, we discovered Ella's Kitchen Organic Baby Foods.  The packages fit my criteria for non-homemade food for her: organic food, BPA-free packaging, and no fillers or sweeteners- only vegetables and/or fruit.   Unlike other favorite brands, like Sprout Baby Food (which we also love), the Ella's Organics come in a squeeze package with a spout opening.  This allows Tye to suck the food out of the package using the same oral motor muscles as nursing.  While Tye loves this method because it provides easy access to the food she wants, I love it because it skips the spoon step.  From the carseat to the airplane to the middle of a store, Tye has eaten these just about everywhere with little to no spilling or mess.  

Another reason to love Ella's Kitchen Organic Baby Food is the food combinations, which provide vegetables in addition to fruits in blends like broccoli, pears & peas, sweet potato, pumpkin, apples & blueberries, and carrots, apples & parsnips.  Even when Tye was going through her picky "I only eat things that are white" stage, she would happily down some colorful vegetables out of one of these packages.  Another travel bonus: they don't need refrigeration, making packing them super simple (we've loaded up suitcases with pouches before).  The only downside I've found is that they've become difficult to find; while I used to pick these up at Target or BabiesRUs, the vegetable blends seem to be sold out most places.  Hopefully they'll be back on shelves soon!

ProBugs

Another squeezable food package we've come to love more recently is the Lifeway ProBugs kefir pouches.  They feature organic whole-milk kefir in enticing, kid-friendly packaging and flavors.  While I wish they offered a plain flavor, their packaging is even better than Ella's- it has a no-spill flap that prevents drips when inverted (not when squeezed, of course, but any little bit helps, right?).  These kefir packs came with us for the flights to and from Seattle last weekend and were a huge hit with Tye.  One package even replaced Tye's need to nurse during takeoff because "nursing" the kefir pouch cleared her ears effectively.  While these need to be refrigerated, they are an excellent option for short-term and/or infrequent travel.

By far our favorite travel food is Trader Joe's Freeze-Dried Banana Slices.  These were Tye's first travel finger food because they are all-natural (the only ingredient is banana!), relatively clean, and their almost melt-in-your-mouth texture was easy for a relatively toothless little one to eat.  When Tye was ready for finger foods but still wasn't eating grains, these were a perfect travel option in place of cereal or baby puffs (which all have added sugars, too).  These are such a staple that at any given moment, there is a full package in my diaper bag, and I always feel good about giving Tye several chips.

While these foods make eating on the go easier, it's still something we try not to do often.  It's important to me we teach Tye good eating habits in addition to good manners.  Eating is something I'd like to teach her to do seated at a table, with few distractions other than good company.  At home, Tye and I eat all our meals together seated next to each other at the kitchen table.  When we're out and about, I think it's worthwhile to either come home for a meal or sit down somewhere to eat, whether it's at a restaurant, a cafe, or a picnic.  When that isn't possible- because, really, life doesn't always provide those opportunities- at least we have some great travel food options.

What other travel foods do your kiddos enjoy?  I'd love to hear more ideas!

How to stay warm when it's SOOO cold outside

Bundle up!

Seattle Recap

We returned from Seattle last night to arrive to 16 degree temps and several inches of snow in Chicago.  Brrrrr!  Winter finally arrived while we were gone.  Both flights went incredibly well, with long naps helping to pass the time (yesterday's nap was two and a half hours out of the four hour flight!).  The nursing was a total non-issue, except for one hilarious incident.  As Tye and I sat in the aisle seat and nursed, the male passenger across the aisle bumped Tye's head with his elbow as he stood.  To apologize, he started to pat Tye's head, completely unaware that we were mid-nursing session.  In response to the friendly greeting, Tye immediately pulled her head back to smile and give a great big "HI!", leaving my nipple exposed.  The poor guy then sprinted to the bathroom in the back of the plane.  Tyler and I got a good laugh out of it.  


In Seattle, we visited friends from our years in Ithaca who have relocated there, including the family who hosted us, Laurie, Josh, and their 11 month old son, Brady.  Brady and Tye were instantly close friends and had a great time playing together, and having another couple with similar parenting styles with whom we could share kid stories was just so much fun.  

Sharing between friends

Everywhere we went, from Pike Place market, through downtown Seattle, to a Vietnamese lunch in the International District and to the market nearby and out for brunch, our kiddos bounced around in our matching brown Ergo carriers, waving to and saluting each other.  

A rare quiet moment...

Tyler and I also attended the Illini basketball game against Gonzaga with Josh and our other friends from Seattle (Laurie very graciously offered to watch Tye and Brady- a supermom move!), and had a great time cheering the Illini to victory amid the Zags fans. The weather was beautiful all weekend, so we were provided gorgeous views of the mountain ranges in each direction after the morning mist evaporated.  


It was a beautiful trip.  I truly love Seattle.

Pike Place Market

Pike Place Market

Loving Seattle!

Tye is officially a walker!

I can't believe I did this... I shot the video with the camera sideways, so now the video is sideways. If you're on a laptop or phone, it's an easy fix, but sorry for everyone watching sideways on a desktop monitor!

Nursing Confidently

I make milk.  What's your superpower? Tshirt at expressiva.com

This weekend, we're going on a trip to visit friends in Seattle.  Tye is a well-traveled kiddo, and every flight but one in the past has gone supremely well (and that one wasn't even bad- just not perfect).  This trip, on top of worrying about Tye sitting still and refraining from her random pterodactyl screams, I have a new concern: How will the strangers around me react when I start nursing my toddler?


I realize the silliness of this concern- that these are strangers, so why would I care what they think; that I'm doing what I always do, so why is this location any different?  I know the World Health Organization and American Academy of Pediatrics both recommend nursing to the age of two or beyond.  I know what I'm doing is what is best for Tye, and it's working well for both of us.  But being able to argue against the concern doesn't make it disappear.


When other breastfeeding mamas and I encounter people who are surprised that we are nursing toddlers, I often remind the other mamas that the other person's shock likely comes from simply not knowing any better.  It's easy for me to remember that, because once, I was that person.  Until I was pregnant with Tye, I didn't know the benefits of extended nursing and thought most people weaned around the age of 1, certainly before the child could walk up to nurse or help herself to the breast, and likely before she had many, if any, teeth.  When we lived in Ithaca, my beloved little "hippie commune" of a town, I saw women who nursed their children who were much older and though I never thought poorly of it- "to each their own," I would say to myself- I never thought I would be doing it later on.  


Several years later, here I am, nursing my toddler.  She is over one year old, can walk across the room, says several words, has four sharp teeth, and tries to reach down my shirt to help herself to a snack when she's hungry/tired/cranky/bored.  This image of myself is a new one to me, one I've only had a little over a year to prepare myself for, which I think is partly why I'm not as confident with it as I wish I was.  I'm working on it, though.  At the first La Leche League meeting I attended when Tye was only four months old, I was already interested in support for extended nursing.  I've met other fantastic moms at Holistic Moms Network who are nursing older toddlers and even tandem nursing.  I'm always quick to thank them for setting such a good example for us mothers of younger babes so we can follow their lead.  I know that  as I practice seeing myself in this role of mother-who-nurses-a-toddler, and as I have the opportunity to continue nursing Tye in public,  I'll gain more confidence.  


Until then, the idea of breastfeeding Tye in a crowded plane, so close to others, intimidates me.  Hopefully after our first nursing session, I'll realize it's no different than it was when Tye was just a few months old, and I won't even think twice about it on the way home.  And if the other passengers on the plane learn something about extended breastfeeding, that would be icing on the cake.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!  We hosted again this year (we opted not to last year with a week-old baby), although Tyler's family couldn't join us last minute.  It was a quiet, small Thanksgiving without them, but I don't doubt we'll make up for it next year.  With only six of us adults yesterday, it was the smallest group for whom I've ever prepared a Thanksgiving meal.  Apparently, the half of me that planned the menu didn't get the message Tyler's family couldn't make it, because I made enough food to feed both our families.  We'll have leftovers in the fridge and freezer for a while.  


Yesterday's menu: appetizers included a cheese plate and fried vegetables (warming up the deep fryer); butternut squash soup with parmesan and fried sage; fresh, hormone-free, anti-biotic free, free-range turkey; Grandma's stuffing; mashed potatoes with turkey gravy; roasted sweet potato wedges with smoked chili cream; Mom's amazing pickled beets; creamed spinach deluxe; pan-roasted farmshare brussel sprouts and red pearl onions; egg noodles (a holiday staple in Tyler's family); roasted beet, red onion, and fresh cranberry relish; and for dessert, pumpkin ginger cheesecake pie with fresh whipped cream and locally roasted coffee.  


My favorite recipes of the day were the butternut squash soup and the pumpkin ginger cheesecake, both of which are likely to become new Thanksgiving traditions.  Tye's favorites were the squash soup, egg noodles, and later the whipped cream- which she devoured, protesting loudly as soon as her mouth was empty until it was once again filled with the rich, creamy goodness.  Another favorite of the day- Foodie Fight, a trivia game my parents brought over that is a cross between Trivial Pursuit and The Food Network.  


A long-standing tradition in our family is to go around the table during the meal and each say something we're thankful for that year.  For me, it reminds me of my past responses and the journey on which life has taken us.  Two years ago, I sat at the table and broke down into sobs when it was my turn, choking out that I was thankful for a loving husband and close family who had helped me, physically and emotionally, through surgery after an ectopic pregnancy the week before.  Last year, as I held my week-old baby, my gratitude for her life in ours was overwhelming.  


This year, I'm thankful for a healthy, happy daughter and the joy she brings into our lives, and for a loving husband who is the best father in the world for her.  I'm grateful for my own health so that I can care for her completely, for the health of our family members, and for the love and support of our family and friends who have made our transition into parenthood such a wonderful one.  I'm thankful for the things we have- the physical things, like our home with heat and hot water, a dependable car, and good food in the refrigerator that will strengthen us, as well as less tangible things, like Tyler's steady income.  I'm also thankful for the year ahead of us and the faith that this will be another year filled with good things.  


This year, I've been hit hard with the irony of following a season of gratitude with a season wrought with so much greed.  As I watch Black Friday commercial after gadget commercial after toy commercial this year, I am discouraged that our day of Thanksgiving is so easily overwhelmed by a desire to have more things.  This year, I am making a conscious effort to avoid the consumerism-driven aspect of the holidays and instead share with family and friends reminders that we have so much for which we should be thankful.  I hope the attitude of gratitude is contagious and brings more peace and joy into the holidays, with a reminder of the true meaning of Christmas.  It's just something I've been thinking about a lot this week.


I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and that your attitude of gratitude extends through the holidays.

Like my new hat?

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This is what happens when diapers are left to dry within arm's reach of a little crawler.  I just wish you could have seen how proud she was when she realized it would stay on her head!

Step by Step

Tye took her first unassisted step six days before her birthday, and another two days before her birthday.  Then she took one step several more times this week.  In general, she appears to be a strong walker who just needs some additional confidence and holds on to the couch, coffee table, chair, or wall just for safety's sake.


Then last night, as Tyler was playing with Tye, he held her favorite toy- a puppy Beanie Baby that looks just like Mico- out in front of her.  As Tye took one step forward, Tyler took one back, continuing until Tyler was backed into a wall and Tye had taken four steps to reach her beloved puppy.  She realized right away what she had done, and she took several steps at a time on numerous occasions last night.  We caught a miniature walking session on video- just a step or two, but you can see how much she is loving it.

Friday Favorite- Mothering Magazine

When I was newly pregnant, I bought every pregnancy magazine I could find.  I wanted to soak up information on pregnancy, birth, and parenting, and I thought periodicals were a smart addition to book reading because they are so current.  That, and I was spending every non-working moment lying on the couch or in bed, so I might as well have some good reading materials.  I found, though, that most of the magazines had little to do with the style of parenting I envisioned for myself.  There are also only so many ways to write an article covering how to write a birth plan, or the limited diet of a pregnant woman (most aspects of which didn't apply to me, anyway, as I wasn't eating animal products).  I ended up skimming the magazines quickly and only truly utilizing the articles listing new baby gear and clothing.  Before I had given birth, before I was even put on bed rest, I stopped buying the magazines altogether.


Soon after Tye's birth, my friend Alison gave me a new mother's gift of an electronic subscription to Mothering Magazine.  When my first issue arrived in my inbox, I devoured it, cover to cover, in one long nursing-nap session (Did you know that with an e-subscription, you can click on links to all the adds and go straight to the websites? It's fabulous!).  Then I headed for the Mothering website, which has additional articles and back articles.  Amazing.  In the past year, I've found the Mothering resources to be much-needed support and validation on topics like babywearing, cloth diapering, nursing, and bedsharing.  For every article on babycenter.com claiming that doing one of the above would harm my child, Mothering had one supporting the practice, complete with scientific studies and convincing arguments to back it up.  I've learned invaluable information from the Mothering resources, and every time I see a new issue in my inbox, I get excited for the special mama time I'll set aside when Tye is sleeping to read it, hot cup of tea in hand, and I'm thankful for the gift of knowledge and information.  Thank you, Al.


A few of my all-time favorite Mothering articles for new moms:

• Your Walking Medicine Chest- breastmilk cures 
• Mothering, Mindfulness and a Baby's Bottom- Elimination Communication
• How the Stats Really Stack Up: Co-Sleeping Twice as Safe
• Finding Your Tribe
• Hold Me Close: The Many Advantages to Wearing Your Baby
• A Nursing Triad- tandem nursing

EC Update at 1 year

We use the Baby Bjorn Smart Potty

We've been using Elimination Communication with Tye since she was two and a half months old.  As soon as she wakes up in the morning for from a nap, when we take her out of a carrier, and every time we change her diaper, we hold her over her potty chair to provide a "potty-tunity."  The very first day we tried this, we already had an over 50% success rate, but for us, ECing has been more about the process than counting catches (pees/poops in the potty) and misses (pees/poops in the diaper).  


Every time Tye eliminates in the potty, it saves a diaper from being washed, reducing the amount of water needed to wash diapers.  The best part, though, is catching her poops, which we do 99% of the time (that 1% is when Tye poops when we're out and about- which makes things more difficult).  No massive poopy explosions, no stained diapers, no messy cleanup- just flush the solids down the toilet and rinse the potty. 


Tye has never minded sitting on the potty, and because she goes right away, we don't spend long amounts of time sitting and waiting.  Recently, she's begun to show her appreciation for potty-tunities by clapping when she eliminates, even though we've never celebrated catches (that is one of the aspects of EC that differs from potty training).  Even when she doesn't have a full bladder, Tye will at least go a few drops when held over the potty, proving that she knows how to use the potty and has good muscle control already (lack of muscle control to hold bodily functions is often cited as a reason why children "can't" be trained early on to eliminate on cue- but EC disproves that theory completely).  Now that Tye has a larger bladder and is nursing much less frequently, we can go longer stretches between potty-tunities with a dry diaper.  On average, we have about 2-3 wet diapers a day, including her overnight diaper.


Looking forward in our EC journey, we have two next steps to work on: first, I'd like to occasionally move Tye to eliminate on the toilet instead of the potty chair so that she can comfortably eliminate over toilets, especially those in other locations, like homes of friends and families and public restrooms.  Right now, toilets are either distracting or scary, so we'll work on that.  Secondly, and simultaneously, I'd like to teach Tye to crawl (eventually walk) to her potty when she needs to use it.  If I leave the potty out near her while she's playing and have her sit every time she touches it, she should learn quickly that touching the potty means she'll be provided with a potty-tunity.  Then, when she feels the urge to go, she can make her way over.  


Using EC has become second nature to us.  I know the vast majority of people think EC is crazy- something only a psycho, over-controlling or uber-crunchy, hippie mama would do (and perhaps I qualify as the latter to some people).  For us, though, it has been an amazing journey during which we've been able to more fully meet the needs of our daughter and learn how amazing young bodies are.  Every time Tye pees or poops on the potty, I'm grateful that we had the courage and confidence to begin the EC experience almost ten months ago.

To Tye, at 1 Year

Dear Tye,
Happy first birthday, dear daughter!  You've had a weekend full of celebration- a party with your dad's family yesterday, complete with gifts galore and tons of attention; a party with friends yesterday, including singing and a cupcake and a beautiful party dress and even a nap for a sleepy birthday girl; birthday brunch today with Mama and Daddy; and a party with my family today, with more singing and cupcakes.  Everyone was excited to celebrate you and your first year of life.


Celebrating you felt very selfish yesterday- after all, you're only one.  You won't remember the celebration, and as much as you enjoy the gifts, you also enjoy the wrapping and packaging.  But this year was a big one for us, too.  We became parents, grandparents, great-grandparents, aunt and uncles.  I feel as if it was the first year of my own life, not just as a mother, but as a person.  Because of you, I have a sense of balance and completeness that I've never known before.  My eyes have been opened to a new depth to life that only a mother can comprehend.  


One year ago, I underwent a physical event that was simultaneously equally spiritual and emotional.  With one final push, as you moved from my body to the outside world, my entire body was flooded with emotions.  In that magical moment, I was changed.  Everything changed.  It was an experience unlike any other, as if I had suddenly been transported to a new realm.  Holding you felt surreal, with your tiny body and miniature features, but one thing was certain: I was a new person.  That night, the three of us laid in bed together.  Daddy slept, worn out from a long, emotional day, and you entered your sleepy state, well deserved after all you endured.  Despite feeling as though I'd just finished a marathon, I had trouble drifting off those first few hours.  I sat awake, watching you breathe, feeling your warmth on my skin, utterly in awe of you and the power you held over me.


As party decorations, I matted and strung together into a banner photos of you from your first year.  Each photo holds so many memories and emotions that looking at them all together was overwhelming.  I don't know how all those memories fit into one year.  How is it possible?     This has been the longest year of my life in the best way possible.  The days didn't blend into one another- rather, each day was special in its own way.   There were only 365 days?  Really?  Haven't I known you my whole life?  And then I think of that number... 


How can it have been 365 days already?!?  You can't be a year already!  You, my babe, can't already be one.  I look at you as you nurse and see the same tiny being that nursed from me right after you were born.  And then you stop nursing to smile at me, those four perfectly centered teeth peeking out from your gums.  I look down your body- at your waist, bent at the edge of my own body, and then at your feet, hanging over the arm of the rocking chair.  You used those feet to take your first step on Monday, and another on Friday, though you're mostly still clinging to furniture and walls as you walk.  


On the anniversary of your birth, I can't help but think of how your life has changed mine.  You are a miracle, Tye, and the gift of your life is worthy of celebration.  I am forever grateful for you.  I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.


Love,
Mama


The moment a child is born, the mother is also born.  She never existed before.  The woman existed, but the mother, never.  A mother is something absolutely new.  ~Rajneesh

Flashback

I thought you might enjoy seeing what I looked like exactly one year ago when I took my 39 Week bump picture.  

Where's Tye?

Okay, we're going to play a little game here.  Do you know where I am?

No? Okay.  Try again.  Now do you know where I am?

No?  You give up?  Okay, let me show you.... I'm in Mico's crate!  

It's my new favorite place to play.  As soon as I see it and remember how much fun I have crawling around inside of it, I giggle as loud as I can and sprint towards the dark, cavernous space.  I even love to close the gate behind me and look out through the metal bars at Mico and laugh.  He doesn't mind, but I don't think he finds it as funny as I do.

Reflection

So often recently, I think about what we were doing exactly one year ago.  I was off of bed rest and nesting like crazy... although without a nursery to prepare (since we kept our second bedroom a guest bedroom for the first 10 months), I was mostly tying up loose ends and shopping (mostly the latter- I'm not sure not having a nursery saved us any money).  


One year ago today, I was 39 weeks pregnant and wrote about it in my blog post that day.  I  remember, although it isn't included in that post, that 39 weeks was the point in which I decided we could start doing things that actively promote labor, like long walks and foot massages.  Tyler was so impatient (remember, it had been 5 weeks since I'd been put on bed rest and 16 since my first trip to the hospital with contractions- a long wait!) that he took me to Whole Foods to buy every home remedy for inducing labor we had ever read about.  Let me tell you, vegan eggplant parmesan and pineapple are not the greatest pairing, especially when you have occasional reflux...  


Those of you who have been reading Mama Em from its beginning know that it it took me a while to find the true heart of Mama Em and what it should contain.  Initially, I envisioned only my mom, mother in law, and maybe grandma reading it, so I wrote to them about my day and included little details I thought they might find interesting.  I soon found, though, that there were many other topics that fascinated me, from the Shedd Aquarium's beluga whale pregnancy to Project Runway episodes covering maternity fashion.  As I learned more about healthy living and pregnancy, I shared those topics, too.  My blog began to document not only my pregnancy but also my increasing awareness of holistic parenting.  


What makes Mama Em priceless to me is how it has become a journal.  Through blogging, I've learned the value of documenting my life not just in pictures, as I have for years, but in writing about my current emotions, train of thought, and opinions.  Without that, I wouldn't likely remember how much security I found in Tyler's impatient waiting for the birth and how that showed me he was emotionally ready to become a father.  I would have forgotten just how hard that waiting was for me, too, had I not posted about it almost every day for several months (you poor readers!).  I would have forgotten the details of the day before Tye was born, like the way the zipper on my fleece swayed side to side with each step as we walked to the dog park.  And I'm forever grateful to have recorded certain memories, like Tyler's brilliant takes on pregnancy. 


Through blogging, I've also been reminded of the value of journaling for self-reflection.  In college, our Education professor required short daily journal entries about our day student teaching in the classroom.  This exercise taught me to reflect on my day and how my experiences wove themselves into my training.  In the same way, blogging has, for me, become an opportunity for me to gather my thoughts in one place and reflect upon motherhood.  I believe writing about my pregnancy, from the joys to the fears, helped prepare me for the birth.  Now, writing about parenting provides me time to contemplate parenting philosophies, how they affect children, and how they might affect Tye.  I also draw (sometimes strange) parallels that reinforce my attempts to truly appreciate each moment of every day and parent with love, joy, patience, and faith.  Blogging has become therapeutic for me.


Looking a pictures of me one year ago, I can hardly remember what it felt like to have such a huge belly, to feel Baby Girl moving around inside of me, to feel the almost-constant contractions squeezing around my tummy, to be anxiously waiting for such a life-changing event.  Thankfully, I have all those memories and emotions in words, and I can go back and read about each day.  Someday, perhaps Tye will want to read about our journey into life together.  


As I've said before, I'm amazed anyone besides my mom reads Mama Em.  I love knowing that there are others out there, though, actually interested in what I write and even engaging in two-way conversation with your comments (which I love).  You provide motivation to write and to continue to document my journey into motherhood.  Thank you for listening to me for the past 19 months.

In Awe of Breastmilk

I've been battling the flu...  The full-blown fever, achy body, projectile vomiting flu.  It hasn't been pretty, to say the least.  Fortunately, Tyler has been able to be around to take care of Tye and I've been able to rest and work on recovering.  

What amazes me is that Tye hasn't become sick.  She was exposed to the flu when I was (as we're never apart), shared utensils with me up to my last meal before I became sick, then slept in bed with me last night as I convulsed with shivers under my extra blankets.  If anyone should have become sick, it would have to be her.  Yet she is healthy, energetic, and not showing a sign of sickness, thankfully.  

I know the answer is in my breastmilk.  As my own body fought this virus, it produced antibodies that went straight into Tye, protecting her from the same horrible, sickly fate I have suffered.  I'm so grateful for her health and for the amazing, continuing benefits of breastfeeding.  It reminds me of the old milk slogan... 

Breastmilk.  It keeps a body strong.  

Happy Halloween!

Our Halloween inspiration

Here we are as the Wild Things from the book Where the Wild Things Are.  I was so proud of our homemade costumes.  After wearing heels all night while 38 weeks pregnant last year, I have a huge appreciation for the comfort of a costume made of pajamas and Tyler's Tshirt.  We stopped by a few parties Saturday night while Tyler's parents stayed home with Tye.  

Sunday afternoon we went to another party hosted by my friend Ines, where we watched the parade down Halsted Avenue.  Quite a show!  Tye and Marquise both started clapping at the parade.

Hope you had a fun, safe Halloween!

Shedd Aquarium trip

Orange, Black, and Green Halloween

For Halloween this year, we're dressing Tye up as Max from Where the Wild Things Are and Tyler and I are going to be the Wild Things.  I've found most of our costumes at Old Navy.  For Tye's furry hooded Max costume, I picked up these furry pieces.  

 


I was considering dirtying them up for her so she'd look more like the grey, worn Max, but after a few minutes at a friend's costume party last week, I realized it isn't necessary- she was perfectly grey within minutes of crawling around.  I also sewed on some black whiskers made of thin ribbon, attached a tail, and made a crown out of yellow poster board.  


Tyler will be wearing this sweater from Old Navy, along with grey pants with added grey scales, a tail, and cardboard claws on his hands and feet.

I'll be wearing a brown sweater and brown pants along with the tail and cardboard claws.  I'm in the process of making hats that look like the Wild Things' heads, inspired by this photo:

         

We'll be able to reuse all of the clothes we bought this year, and we'll save the hats and tails for dress-up for Tye later.  The only waste will be the cardboard hands, feet, and crown (which we'll recycle), the ribbon whiskers, and the scales on Tyler's pants.  Can you tell I'm proud of our re-using abilities this year?  I also love all the costume swaps that are popping up for children's costumes, like the specialty site at thredup.com.   What a great way to re-use an item that has only been worn once, and at a great price, too.  

How are you "greening" your Halloween this year?

Cranberry Mama

I am honored to share that I was asked by my friends Alison and Revel of Cranberry Moms to write a guest post today!  Hop on over and read it here.


Alison, her husband John, and their daughter Charlotte stayed with us this weekend and Alison and Charlotte are here for a couple more days this week.  We are loving our time with them!  More pictures of our fun together to come.  

Cranberry Shipment

Our friend Revel, whose family grows cranberries in Massachusetts, was kind enough to share some of her family's harvest with us!  She sent a box of loose cranberries that rattled like a rainstick, which intrigued Tye for almost an hour.

When I opened the box, I was blown away by the beauty of the little berries.  Cranberries have to be the most gorgeous fruit I've seen with their array of rich, dark red to blush pink hues.  Tye liked them, too.

Before I even realized it, Tye had popped a berry in her mouth and was munching away.  I waited for the sourpuss face, but it never came- and in fact, she couldn't wait to shove another in her mouth! (I know, I know, they have to be a choking hazard worse than a grape- but she crunched the berries right away and spent a long time chewing each one under my careful observation.)

I've learned so much this year about cranberries from Revel's blog Cranberry Moms, which she writes with my friend Alison.   I'll have a whole new appreciation for the little berries as I cook and eat them- or join Tye in popping a few in my mouth raw.  Thanks, Revel!

P.S.- These berries came from the bog where the Ocean Spray commercials are shot!  A taste of fame :)