That is how long me and little A slept for last night. Dad wasn't far behind with 8 hours. How fantastic is that?
And now he's had breakfast and after sometime spent charming the pants of both his parents with smiles and cute gurgling sounds, he is now fast asleep in our bed. He seems to sleep better in our bed in the morning and if he is happy, I am happy!
I'm meeting with a new mother-baby group this afternoon and I am both nervous and excited. I'm actually nervous about having to host a meeting myself, which I really shouldn't worry about as that is weeks away.
Have a good day!
Monday, 28 February 2011
Sunday, 27 February 2011
Sunday treats
Lovely chocolate from New Zealand. I love the packaging, it reminds me of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. There wasn't a golden ticket inside though.
Fair trade chocolate that I bought because of the packaging as well. Luckily it tastes good too.Friday, 25 February 2011
I scream, you scream, all the babies scream!
I just read this, about making ice cream out of breast milk and at first I thought "ah well, what's the harm" but then I got quite pissed off!
I'm not upset because I think it is disgusting or anything. If people are happy consuming other people's body fluids, then fine by me. Who am I to judge?
No, what makes me upset is that the breast milk could have been used in a better way. If you, as a women have the extra milk, time and patience to pump out your milk, why make ice cream out of it? Why not donate it so that premature and sick infants can get the benefit of it? Seriously, why not? Such as waste to give it to adults.
In another article, one of the women who donated her milk says that:
"...she believes that if adults realized how tasty breast milk actually is, then new mothers would be more willing to breast-feed their own newborns."
Wow! The ignorance! Yes, the reason why some women don't breastfeed their babies is that they believe that it tastes nasty. On top of this silly statement, the women, Victoria Hiley works with women who have problems breast-feeding their babies. I really hope that Victoria has been misquoted or that it has been taken out of context. Furthermore, the ice cream is made with vanilla and lemon, so perhaps that is what makes it tasty.
I don't breastfeed myself and I will write a separate post on that subject, but suffice to say I didn't decide not to do it because I thought that it tastes vile.
I'm not upset because I think it is disgusting or anything. If people are happy consuming other people's body fluids, then fine by me. Who am I to judge?
No, what makes me upset is that the breast milk could have been used in a better way. If you, as a women have the extra milk, time and patience to pump out your milk, why make ice cream out of it? Why not donate it so that premature and sick infants can get the benefit of it? Seriously, why not? Such as waste to give it to adults.
In another article, one of the women who donated her milk says that:
"...she believes that if adults realized how tasty breast milk actually is, then new mothers would be more willing to breast-feed their own newborns."
Wow! The ignorance! Yes, the reason why some women don't breastfeed their babies is that they believe that it tastes nasty. On top of this silly statement, the women, Victoria Hiley works with women who have problems breast-feeding their babies. I really hope that Victoria has been misquoted or that it has been taken out of context. Furthermore, the ice cream is made with vanilla and lemon, so perhaps that is what makes it tasty.
I don't breastfeed myself and I will write a separate post on that subject, but suffice to say I didn't decide not to do it because I thought that it tastes vile.
Thursday, 24 February 2011
A vomit free day
My visit at work went very well! There was no vomit, only lots of smiles. I was quite nervous going there, for lots of different reasons that I won't bore you with, but everything went smoothly.
Actually, when I think of it, there has been no vomit at all today. Is that a first? (Since the baby was born, of course. I have had plenty of vomit free days myself.)
Actually, when I think of it, there has been no vomit at all today. Is that a first? (Since the baby was born, of course. I have had plenty of vomit free days myself.)
Numb...
…is not what I feel emotionally at this time in my life. However, my tummy has gone numb! Due to the pregnancy I assume. I have never heard of this before and it is bit of a surprise. My tummy is fairly flat by now and my sister says that I have an average Joe-kind of tummy, meaning that most people have a muffin top and that is what I got now. I didn’t use to, but hey! that is what happens. I have some loose skin though and I guess that will take some time before it improves. But when I touch my tummy it is like touching your foot or another body part when it is sleeping. The hand can feel the tummy, but the tummy can’t really feel the hand. I guess this is because the skin has been stretched so much that the nerves have been disconnected and don’t work properly.
Apart from being numb my tummy looks nothing like it used to. I knew this would happen of course, but I thought that it would bother me more than it does. I really don’t care. I want to get back in shape but I don’t care about the stretch marks, I’ll just wear a bathing suit the few days a year I spend on the beach.
Apart from being numb my tummy looks nothing like it used to. I knew this would happen of course, but I thought that it would bother me more than it does. I really don’t care. I want to get back in shape but I don’t care about the stretch marks, I’ll just wear a bathing suit the few days a year I spend on the beach.
My birthday
My pressies! I got some lovely shower gel and stuff from Crabtree and Evelyn called Spider Lilly and I just love the smell! It's one of those where when you smell it on somebody you can't be quite sure if it is artificial or if it is the persons own smell. Don't know if that makes sense or just sounds weird.
Breakfast in bed! Best croissants ever from a local bakery.Well, now I'm off to visit my work with the little baby. I cross my fingers for a vomit free few hours.
Wednesday, 23 February 2011
Tuesday, 22 February 2011
Accepting the present moment- or have a cup of coffee
The cute one has begun to wake up around 5 am instead of 6 am and it kind of makes a difference. I am fine with 6 o'clock, but 5 is pushing it a bit too far. So the days are spent trying to get the baby to sleep for a longer period of time so that I can do something else than holding him and looking at him. At the moment this is going well (touch wood), he is sleeping on his own as we speak, but generally it is a bad idea to want a baby to do something that it is not doing. That is not the way forward. It is not out of spite that they do the opposite, but my theory is that it has to do with accepting the present moment. When you don't do that, i.e. wanting the current situation to be different, you get stressed and I am sure that babies pick up on that. The more you wish that the baby would sleep, the more stressed you will get and the less the baby will sleep.
What I try to do is to accept that he doesn't want to sleep or that he only wants to sleep on me and it kind of works. Whenever I think "Fine, sleep on me forever and ever then", he goes into a deeper sleep and I can put him down.
However, when that doesn't work, it helps with a cup of coffee.
Monday, 21 February 2011
Hope for the future
I had a terrific weekend!
I had some friends over for dinner Saturday evening because it is my birthday later this week. Little boy went out with his dad and met some friends so it was an evening of talking without interruptions and eating with two hands. I mean, my friends did interrupt me and I did use a knife and fork.
Yesterday some other friends who hadn't seen the little miracle yet came over and they brought cake and their own little miracle who is 1,5 years old. Wow! He was very curious and had lots of energy and charmed the pants of me.
This weekend made me feel normal again and gave me hope that it is possible to have a somewhat fun life and a baby at the same time.
I had some friends over for dinner Saturday evening because it is my birthday later this week. Little boy went out with his dad and met some friends so it was an evening of talking without interruptions and eating with two hands. I mean, my friends did interrupt me and I did use a knife and fork.
Yesterday some other friends who hadn't seen the little miracle yet came over and they brought cake and their own little miracle who is 1,5 years old. Wow! He was very curious and had lots of energy and charmed the pants of me.
This weekend made me feel normal again and gave me hope that it is possible to have a somewhat fun life and a baby at the same time.
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