Sunday, May 27, 2012

Breastfeeding is not {DISGUSTING}

A couple weeks ago, I wrote this letter (those that know me IRL know whom it was sent to), I've received zilch in the form of a response... I'll admit (even though the hubs said to not expect anything), I'm a little disappointed. 

Within the last month, there have two instances where one of your radio hosts shared negative commentary regarding breastfeeding. I am paraphrasing, but the general feeling was that it was “icky”, “gross”, “vulgar”, and “offensive”.

As a mother to two young boys (both of whom were, and one of which is, breastfed), instances such as this absolutely make me cringe.

It is hard enough to breastfeed without being labeled “vulgar” (when breastfeeding is anything
but vulgar – it is nurturing, it is bonding, it is nourishing... it is not vulgar).

While breastfeeding is the biological norm for feeding human babies, that does not mean it is without difficulty. Women do not often see other women nursing their child, and so when it comes time to nurse their own they have no point of reference for what is “right” or “normal”. They hear horror stories about how it takes
x number of days to toughen up your nipples (untrue, a good latch does not mean latching on the nipple but latching on the breast, hence the term breastfeeding). They are told that they are nursing too often, not often enough; having no point of reference for what is too much or too little they assume that they have failed their child.

When women are bombarded with statements regarding the vulgarity and offensive nature of nursing, it makes
most women not want to do it in public. This is a great disservice to other mother's (and their children). The less mother's nurse in public, the less mother's will want to nurse in public.

When popular media makes negative remarks regarding breastfeeding, young women subconsciously tuck that away. If it is continually drilled into their heads that breastfeeding is wrong, perverse, etc... they may not attempt to nurse their future children.

World health governing bodies (such as WHO, Unicef and The Canadian Paediatric Society) recommend exclusive breastfeeding for the first six months of life (for healthy, term infants) continuing on to two years
and beyond (emphasis mine); according to Health Canada only 23.1% of Canadian mother's actually reach the 6 months exclusive breastfeeding mark.

Breastfeeding has been statistically shown to reduce childhood obesity (since there is no
easy way to measure what babe is getting in a feed, mom is less focused on the
ounces that their child is consuming and more focused on their state of being [happy, healthy, etc]).

Contrary to popular belief, breastfeeding continues to be nutritionally beneficial well into toddlerdom (“Breastfeeding toddlers between the ages of one and three have been found to have fewer illnesses, illnesses of shorter duration, and lower mortality rates (Mølbak 1994, van den Bogaard 1991, Gulick 1986)”).

Breastfeeding is the biological norm for humans, why is it not the cultural norm? Why do people find it vulgar; and why do they feel it is their right to impose their personal comfort zone on others (by telling everyone who will listen that they feel a natural act of nourishing and comforting ones child is offensive)? It is such instances that actually
reduce breastfeeding rates.

What woman actively chooses to be treated with disdain; asks for a public flogging for merely doing the most
natural thing in the world, nursing her child?

I strongly urge you to educate your staff on the importance of breastfeeding (or at the very least the importance of choosing your words carefully because every action has a repercussion; and your words could have a wide-reaching
negative repercussion).

A Muddled Mama



Canadian Paediatric Society

Health Canada


Thursday, May 24, 2012

Holy {MOVEMENT} batman!

I'd forgotten how much a wee bean could bounce... definitely far enough along now that I'm feeling flutters (and what I can only presume are flips).  Can't wait until babe is big enough for the hubs (TT & C-McC too!)  to get in on the action (trust me, it.never.get's.old)

The little things really do bring so much joy

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Happy birthday {DAD}

I love you so very much...

I know you would think your grandson's were the cats meow (because they are)

{Yellow Door}

There is something about a yellow door, on an old farm house, that just makes me go "hmmmm... " (in a good way). 

It's like a ray of sunshine directing you to your destination.

It's warmth.

It's happiness.

It's just funky enough... without being sock-it-to-you-red.

The weather is beautiful (spring has indeed sprung), so today we'll be painting our front door yellow (wish me luck, TT is a nut case whilst wielding a brush).

my inspiration

Sunday, May 13, 2012

This mama is loved...

My boys (the hubs, TT & C-McC) showered me with love today...

TT could barely contain his excitement (and his secret), it was absolutely hilarious watching him jump about and tell me about how he spent his Saturday with daddy (and maybe spilling a few beans). 

The sound of my boys pounding up the stairs hollering "Happy Mother's Day, time for breakfast and your present" was beautiful! 

Hope your mother's day was filled with as much love as mine!

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Difference in prenatal care {MIDWIVES}

So, this time around I've decided to go the midwifery route... my two previous pregnancies (which resulted in two healthy, happy and wild boys) I went the hospital/OB route. 

Unlike most women who choose alternate care after hospital/OB births, we had two wonderful birth experiences.  Both were intervention free, both boys were given to me immediately after birth, both boys roomed in with me and in both instances, my wishes were respected (no circumcision, no formula, no baths without myself or my husband present and babes were allowed to share my bed).

Given such positive, wonderful birth experiences... one might wonder why I'm choosing to rock the boat?

Well, when I had C-McC, the hardest thing for me was when the hubs went home with TT and there I was all alone with C-McC.  I did not in the least find it relaxing... I wanted to be with my family.  I wanted to be in my bed.  I wanted to be home.

So, when the hubs and I started talking about baby #3, I decided to look into a home birth.  I had a couple friends who had gone that route... and having complication-free pregnancies, I feel confident that it is a good choice for my family

In Ontario, midwives are highly skilled birth professionals (4 years of university learning centered around pregnancy, labour, birth & newborn care... as well as emergency skills) .  Fo realz, they're not hippie-dippy-trippy gypsies that catch freshly born babies.

So, somewhere in here is my point... honest!

With my previous two pregnancies, I had wonderful experiences... however, the prospect of bringing a child with me to a prenatal appointment made me break out in a sweat and feel slightly (okay a lot) nauseous.  While my doctor was an excellent practitioner, he was also quite tardy (typically, he'd have two or three appointments crammed into one slot - he still gave amazing service and you definitely didn't feel rushed but try getting your 2y/o to sit for 3hrs while you're waiting to see your doctor). 

Friday I had an appointment with my primary, the hubs was going to try to take the afternoon off to watch the boys for me.  Things came up and he couldn't even ask to leave (much less actually leave).  So, off I schlep to my appointment... boys, a bag of toys and some snacks, in tow.  Honestly, as much as I was looking forward to hearing that sweet, sweet heartbeat... I was also dreading herding my turtles. 

Colour me surprised when we walked right into our appointment... no sitting in the waiting room, no chasing toddlers down the hall.!  And my primary, she happily engaged the boys and answered their questions... I couldn't believe when we left that an hour had gone by!  It was so calm (and dare I say relaxing?), and it was such a sweet moment to be able to hear the heartbeat with my boys (our primary asked TT if he could hear it and he said "yes, it's going bump-bump-bump-bump").

It was definitely a moment that reinforced my decision... I left feeling happy, confident and happy.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

I Don't Tell {YOU} How to Parent...

Alternative parent (which honestly, I don't even think I am... I'm just a mama who loves her boys and tries to parent in a way that works for me) equals always having to explain why. 

Why do I baby wear?  Don't I know that it is going to spoil/coddle them?  How will they walk?  I'm allowing my child to manipulate me,

Why do I breastfeed?  How will anyone else feed baby?  Does a 20mos old really need to breastfeed?  I am creating a mama's boy.

Now that we're expecting #3 and I'm contemplating a rather non-traditional birth route... I'm hearing a lot of this:  A homebirth?  Are you crazy?  You are crazy!  What if something happens, you'll never forgive yourself!  That's what hospitals are for... (honestly, I could go on and on about this one)

I may not do everything mainstream, but just because I march to the beat of a different drum... doesn't mean I do so without thought.  Yes, I have been known to act instinctively (I call it intuitive parenting)... but most of my alternative parenting ideas I've put a lot of thought into. 

So please, when someone you know/love does things a little differently... before jumping all over them and calling them names, insulting their intelligence and questioning their parenting.  Think.  Think that maybe, just maybe, they've considered the pros & cons and they're doing what they think is best for their family.