Wednesday, February 5, 2014

An Attachment Parenting Lactivist Intactivist On Being Called Judgmental

You know, most people who know me would say that I seem like a pretty confident person, and I am, but sometimes I sit here guilt-ridden and think "Do I really come off as this judgmental intolerant person that some people (who are no longer part of my life) have pegged me as?"  --Simply because I have different ideology than the majority, I do things a lot differently than the mainstream, I'm proud of it and I articulate it?  Then I realize, I still have plenty of friends who are nothing like me, in that they don't lovingly and proudly call themselves a "crunchy hippie granola attachment parent".  The difference is, the ones who remain are confident enough with themselves and their choices and they're tolerant enough of people who think differently than them that they don't mistake my opinions and passion for judgment.

"Just because I have strong opinions, does not mean I judge. 
Do not mistake passion for judgment. 
For you might find you are the one doing the judging". ~Unknown

I can't even count how many times I've had a falling out with someone and they proceeded to call me judgmental and proclaim that I think that I'm "better" than everyone.  I always find it ironic that they always say it after we've had a falling out which always makes it glaringly obvious that they have had an underlying issue with me themselves for quite a while.

Regardless of what some people may think of me.  I do not think I am better than anyone.  That's not why I speak out about the things that I'm passionate about.  I speak about them because I want to make a difference.  I speak about them because I know how incredibly lonely it was when I had my first child and I had not one friend around me who ever breastfed.  I had never even SEEN anyone breastfeeding, and even though my breastfeeding support was Google, it has become one of the best and most rewarding decisions I ever made in my life.  Now, I can't even count how many people have come to me for breastfeeding advice because they know that they can because I am so vocal and passionate about it.  If my choices, opinions, and passions make you feel inferior or make you feel like you're being judged, I'm sorry, I feel bad for you, I really do but like Eleanor Roosevelt said:

I won't argue that I probably come across as judgmental about 1 issue that I am particularly passionate about, and that's routine infant circumcision and I never have been nor will I ever be apologetic about expressing my opinion of it.  Unlike the rest of my parenting choices, leaving my sons penis intact was not MY choice because it wasn't my choice to make, it's HIS penis.  Unlike the rest of the things that people have accused me of being "judgmental" about, to me circumcision is a human rights issue.  I do not agree with routine infant circumcision whatsoever, but I still have friends who have circumcised.  Sometimes I'm honestly surprised that people who have circumcised their sons are still friends with me because I talk about it so much and advocate against it every day but those people apparently are either A. Secure with themselves and their decision, or B. Realize that they made the wrong decision because they were uneducated when they made the decision and their doctor neglected to inform them of the truth.    
As a matter of fact, I have had countless people tell me that they regret their decision after I educated them on RIC.  Which makes me even MORE passionate and pissed off about it!  Why weren't these parents properly informed by their Doctors?  They have the right to informed consent!!  Why don't more people in our society talk openly about circumcision?  It's really important to me, and I am making a difference.  I have had a lot of people thank me and tell me they will not circumcise future sons and I recently had the first person who is actually pregnant with a boy tell me that her and her husband are not circumcising because of me.

I am making a difference.  Just a couple minutes ago someone who my husband is friends with on Facebook saw a picture with me babywearing that he's tagged in and asked for babywearing advice.  There ARE people out there who have no idea that "attachment parenting" or cloth diapers even exist!  (like me, when I had my first baby) & there are people who would have no idea who or where to turn to for breastfeeding advice or support & it makes me feel really good inside to help people like me!  All of the "friends" that I have lost and all of the negative comments I have received from past "friends" are all worth it when I get messages like these:
& for every old "friend" I have lost, I have gained a much more awesome new one, and I wouldn't trade them for the world!  My like-minded friends and what's left of my not so like-minded friends seem to have one thing in common, they're all positive, tolerant, loving, secure, accepting, and all around good people.  I've come to realize that the ones who I'm no longer friends with, were actually the intolerant judgmental ones who were also insecure.  It had nothing to do with me.

So thank you, not-so-like-minded-friends who love and accept me for who I am, passions, opinions, boob-out-breastfeeding-pictures and all, because you made me cognizant of the fact that it was never me, it was them all along.

I don't regret being me.

Monday, February 3, 2014

My New Cold Weather Skin and Eczema Natural Remedy From Fanciful Fox!

You guys know I love sharing natural remedies and stuff that work for our family, well this one was too good not to share! -it's so good that I want to skip around town with the jar in one handing dipping my finger from my other hand into it and smearing it on dry hands and faces all over town while yelling (in my Oprah voice) "You get some skin therapy, & you get some skin therapy, & you get some skin therapy!!!!"  But I'll just blog about it instead, my original idea could get me arrested.

My husband knows that I love the Local Natural Vegan Handmade Soap Store called Fanciful Fox and I love shopping local so he went shopping there for me for Christmas.  I shopped for him there for Christmas too, It was the first outing that my newborn son and I went on together, daaaaww!!!!  They have an awesome line of natural mens products like aftershave and beard oil, but I will save that for another blog post!

He got me some soap and this overnight skin therapy stuff for dry, eczema-esque skin because I have a form of hand eczema called dyshidrotic eczema that breaks out on my hands when I'm stressed and it's REALLY painful.  It starts with these little sore blister like bumps that burst and then peel and make my hands really dry and uncomfortable and it makes everything with my hands hard to do.  I started getting those bumps once since I got this new skin therapy stuff and I applied it religiously and it never turned into a full on outbreak!  Awesome!

That's not even the best part though!  We had some freezing cold below zero temperature days here in NEPA and my 8 week old sons skin was SUFFERING, bad.  His cheeks were so dry and scaly feeling, it was awful.  I tried coconut oil and avocado butter, nothing was working!  Then it occurred to me to try this stuff and after 1 application it was better!  Within 24 hours the dry skin was 99% gone!  This stuff is going to stay stocked in my natural remedy medicine supply cabinet forever!  You can see the all natural ingredients in the picture from their website below.  It's their version of unpetroleum jelly!

Yes, I said website!  Lucky for all of you who aren't local they have a website!  What's even better is that it's only $8.00!!!   

Here's a link to their website
They have tons of different stuff from baby products, tattoo care, and pet shampoo!  

Here's a link to their Facebook page

Some other fun facts about Fanciful Fox:  It's owned by a Mother & Daughter, I love that! They also have THEE cutest shop dogs!  I am a SUCKER for Pitbulls & Fanciful Fox advocates for the breed, they advocate for Pitbull/animal adoption, and these adorable guys are rescued!  More reasons to shop at Fanciful Fox!

Sunday, January 26, 2014

How To Layer Clothes For Breastfeeding/Nursing & Nursing in Public Discreetly or Indiscreetly

I was trying to find a tutorial to show my doula client & first time mom friend how to layer clothes when breastfeeding and I couldn't find one so I'm making my own!

I got these super comfortable nursing tanks from Motherhood Maternity the other day and they were buy 3 get 1 free.  They're soft and supportive and they fit!  Their biggest bra (42F) is too small for me but their XL tanks fit just right.  All of their nursing clothes are mix and match buy 3 get 1 free right now click here to see the sale online.

 The clip is very quickly and easily clipped and unclipped one handed

Ok, so say that you want to wear your favorite I Heart Daryl Dixon shirt (hehe, Danielle!) but it's a high neck shirt and you can't pull it down to nurse but you don't want to pull it up and show your belly and back (or if you're shaped like me, your muffin top! haha!) to everyone or you might get too chilly with so much skin exposed.

You just wear a tank with a low stretchy neck or a nursing tank underneath and pull the top down on whichever side you're nursing from and then pull your Daryl Dixon t-shirt up!  Viola!  No belly, back, or love handles showing!  
It's very discreet up top as well for those of you who prefer to be discreet when breastfeeding, it's just a matter of personal preference. 

 I personally do not care if I feed my baby discreetly or indiscreetly because I strongly believe in normalizing breastfeeding (again) because somewhere along the way our society has UNnormalized it and if no one ever see's it, it will never become normalized again.  Women are being embarrassed and shamed all over this country for feeding their babies in public and it has to stop.  It's one of the major reasons that Americas breastfeeding rates are so low compared to other countries because women are choosing not to breastfeed because they are so afraid that they might have to feed their babies in public and that is very sad!  

Remember, if you choose to breastfeed in public discreetly or indiscreetly and someone asks you to cover up or leave, all you have to say is "I am legally allowed to breastfeed anywhere that I am legally allowed to be (IE: public places) BUT it is NOT legal for you to harass me for breastfeeding in public so I suggest you leave me alone!"  Practice that sentence over and over in your head and tell yourself that you're doing a public service by breastfeeding in public, empowering women, and normalizing nursing!
You can even print out your state law to carry around with you to hand over if someone starts harassing you and you're too shocked or embarrassed to speak.

Click here for more info on what to do if you are harassed for breastfeeding in public.

Here's a breastfeeding law card you can print for my state.  You can find your state law on Google.


Saturday, January 25, 2014

What "Mommy Wars"?

This gem called Stop the Mommy Wars: Empowering Photo Series has been being shared around and it's irritating me more and more every time I see it.
Maybe it's just me but I don't see anything Empowering about these photos...
& what "Mommy Wars"?
Maybe I live in a bubble but I just don't see it.

I CHOOSE to surround my self with nonjudgmental people who support me and my choices but even if someone didn't support my choices, guess what?  I don't care!  I don't need you to love my choices. They're MY choices, I'm doing what's best for MY family.  That's what we should all be doing.  If anyone in your life is saying things to you like the post I linked above says: "Raising your kids without religion will damage your kids souls" then by all means please remove them from your life!!  Why on earth would you remain friends with someone like that?  If your friends are saying shit like that to you than you need to find a healthier social circle & if it's a stranger who is saying things like this to you, who the #!&@ cares??!  Really, who cares what a stranger thinks of you and your parenting?  I certainly don't & you shouldn't either.  They don't know you, the dynamics of your family, or why you choose to do things the way you do!  There are a lot of negative and opinionated people in this world & point blank:  F*@! them.  I can't think of a more eloquent way to say it.

Also, I co-sleep and I wouldn't have an issue with anyone asking me "why do you co-sleep?" like it says in the "Stop the Mommy Wars" post.  It's just a question, an opportunity for discourse, it's NOT judgement.  I would take the opportunity to talk about a subject that I'm passionate about and explain why co-sleeping works amazingly for our family.  That's just absurd if anyone would get offended about that.

or I would simply show them this heart warming picture of my husband and kids co-sleeping to make my point

In my opinion the bigger issue is Mommy guilt, & we're all guilty of it sometimes.  Most recently I've been trying to make myself not feel guilty about the lack of attention and all of the electronics time my 4 year old has been getting since my 7 week old son has been born.  So what did I do?  I told my amazingly supportive friend how I'm feeling and she told me that she goes through the same thing, that I'm a great Mama, and I'm doing an awesome job, & I know that I am because I'm doing my best.  I'm doing what's best for my family and tending to my newborns needs 24/7  because that's what will be best for us in the long run.  Do I think that everyone I know who limits their children's electronic time is waging a war against me?!  No!  They're doing what's best for THEIR family.

In my circle of friends some of us are vegetarians, some of us are meat eaters, some of us eat fast food, some of us don't, some of us co-sleep, some of us don't, some of use cloth diaper, some of us don't, some of use vaccinate, some of us don't, some of us are religious, some of us aren't, but we all RESPECT each other and our choices that we make for our own families.  There are no "Mommy Wars" in our social circle.  If the first sign in that post said "RESPECT more & judge less" I can get down with that.  We all don't have to LOVE everyone else & their choices but I can still respectfully disagree.
As a matter of fact, ask anyone who knows me, I'm VERY open about my opinion on routine infant circumcision, I'm constantly trying to educate people because I believe every parent should be informed before they make a decision they may regret and every baby has the right to genital integrity and guess what?  Some of my best friends circumcised their sons!  Granted, most if not all of them have had the courage to admit to me that they regret it because they weren't informed when they made the choice and that is actually what pushes me to be more vocal about it, so no more Moms have to feel that awful regret.

Me and my friends at my Blessingway

So where are all of these "Mommy Wars" that everyone speaks of?  On the internet?  Well if you're getting into fights or "Mommy Wars" on the internet then you have bigger problems..  There's negative people and trolls all over the internet antagonizing people on all types of issues.  If you're listening to anything they say or letting them bother you stop!  Just stop!  Take a breath and go outside and play with your kids.

I think Mommy Wars are a fictitious imaginary problem that is fabricated by the media.  Articles about Mommy Wars get people to click and read them.
Case in point:
Jamie from I Am Not The Babysitter did NOT do this cover to start "Mommy Wars" but that's obviously what TIME was going for.  They got A LOT of attention for this cover.
From Jamie: TIME contacted me by email with their phone number asking if I would be interested in participating in a photo shoot for a story they were doing on attachment parenting. I then found out the story was going to be about Dr. Bill Sears. It sounded like a celebratory story because it was the 20th anniversary of his first book release. The author from TIME spoke about being immersed in the topic, and appeared to have a lot of respect for Dr. Sears.

There is nothing empowering about those photos in the "Stop Mommy Wars" post.  It's just perpetuating the "Mommy Wars" myth and feeding into the media frenzy.  If we really want to Stop the "Mommy Wars" then we need to stop letting the media create them.  Stop posting shit like this, stop sharing shit like this, and stop feeding into it.

***Edited to add a quote from my brilliant friend Doris regarding this blog post:
 If you step back even further, think about the effect that the media fabricated "Mommy Wars" has on women in general. It's become another tool in which women have to second guess themselves. "Are you Mom Enough?" "What's Your Excuse?" and so on and so on. A continuous barrage of images & ideas that suggests we are not good enough, that we are somehow lacking. We should call it what it is, the media's war on women. How else are they going to get us to buy the "necessary" new gizmo's and gadgets so we can become the "perfect woman?" 

So instead of calling it the "Mommy Wars" let's call it what it is!  The Media's War on Women!  -Bravo Doris!

***I'm suddenly getting thousands of hits on this blog if someone can comment below and tell me where you all are coming from so I can thank whoever is sharing it, I'd appreciate it!  :)

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Lachlan River's Natural Hospital Birth

My heart is racing already just typing the blog post title with my healthy baby boy sleeping soundly on my chest in nothing but a cloth diaper, close enough that I can smell and kiss his head.  Lachlans birthday was amazing in almost every way.  I asked my best friend to be my doula, she has had 2 natural home births and is very informed about birth but she went completely above and beyond and read a bunch of doula books and even started her certification process of becoming a doula.  She threw me the most amazing and empowering blessingway.
                                                                    My Blessingway

She sent me text reminders of different random birth related stuff every day, asked me tons of important questions so she would know my exact wishes, helped me with my birth plan, lent me amazing books to read and birth cd's to listen to, gave me endless priceless advice, she read tons of doula books herself and even started the process to get her certification.  She packed a doula bag with stuff like heating pads, a handheld fan, washcloths, food, BENDY STRAWS (she thought of everything!!) etc...  I will save the rest for a blog post about the importance of doulas!  I just know that this was just the beginning of the chain of events that led to my short and fairly easy labor and delivery.
I had an awesome pregnancy and I loved every minute of it!  I had such a positive attitude and just tried to enjoy every minute of having my son growing inside of me.
I drank raspberry leaf tea every day during my whole pregnancy and in the end I drank about 4 cups a day.  I also ate dates in the last 4 weeks of my pregnancy.  I also took evening primrose oil vaginally and orally in the last week.
Our maternity photos

My Doctor recommended that I get induced at my 40 week appointment because my blood pressure was high but since I was already 4cm dilated and having contractions on the monitor 7 minutes apart he didn't push it.  He offered to strip my membranes and I declined.  The contractions only felt like tightness at that point.  I went home that afternoon and had my husband put our bags in the car just incase.  He went to work around 2pm and then I met my doula for early dinner (kids eat free day at TGIFriday!) around 3pm.  The contractions were starting to get a little painful but not really closer together.  I knew that at this point since they were still irregular they could just stop.  She gave me her birth ball to take home and I went home to try to rest a little.
I got Juliette to take a nap and I closed my eyes for a while but I was too excited to sleep.  I went into the living room and bounced on the birth ball a little and walked around a little.  The contractions were getting more painful but still weren't too bad.  I was texting with my doula the whole time.  The more I walked around the closer together and more painful they were.  I laid down for a little while and they got further apart.  Juliette and I ate veggie pot pies and played Candy Land and then I called my friend Crystal to come over to sit with Juliette and she did around 9:30pm.
My doula suggested I take a shower so around 9:45 my contractions were only 6 minutes apart on average but still not regular and I got in the shower.  The shower felt great and really relaxed me and got things going quick!  By 10:15pm I was texting my husband to come home because my contractions were 2-3 minutes apart!!  My doula said she was going to meet us at the hospital.  Jeff got home shortly after and we arrived to the hospital around 11pm.  He was so excited and nervous.  I was so excited to meet my son!  The contractions were pretty intense but not as bad as I expected.  I still thought I had at least a few hours of labor to go!
We parked in the parking garage and I had a strong contraction while holding onto Jeff in the middle of the parking garage.  It was so nice to have him there with me during contractions.  The parking garage attendant came running out of his booth when he saw me having a contraction but then it was over and I waved to him and said "I'm okay! Thanks!" and walked into the hospital.  When we got to registration we informed them we wanted to use the birth tub.  I had a contraction while I was filling out paperwork and they said I sounded like I was ready to give birth and they needed to get me on a bed to check me now.  They brought me to the closest room and Jeff helped me get my clothes off and I was already having another contraction.  I got on the bed naked on all fours and was moaning into a pillow and it felt great.  In the middle of a contraction a nurse very rudely said to me "you NEED to lay down so we can check you (she couldn't wait for my 1 minute contraction to be over?) and you sound like you're ready to push and we can't deliver the baby like that!"  Which was news to me because my Doctor said I could give birth in whatever position I wanted but my Doctor wasn't on call that night.  So I said "Why can't I?" and the Doctor then chimed in and said he can't deliver in any other position besides on the bed on my back which I know is untrue because even the birth classes offered by the hospital teach you about all different birthing positions and tell you the back is the worst position.  I was not happy about that but I decided to pick my battles and lay on my back.  I was fully dilated and they said I could start pushing.  During my first push they ordered me to stop making noise while pushing which is completely unnatural.  My doula walked in soon after and I was so relieved to see her face.  She jumped right into action.  Unfortunately she didn't know that they had told me that I had to be on my back and I couldn't make noises or she would have fought for me.  I wasn't in the right state of mind to voice that.  Her and Jeff were wiping my head with cool water, giving me water with a bendy straw, applying my chapstick, holding my hand and encouraging me.  The nurses and Doctor on the other hand were all just standing around with pissy looks on their faces, I tried not to even open my eyes most of the time and just pretend it was me and my birth team in the room.  When I did open my eyes I saw the Doctor sitting between my legs looking bored or rolling his eyes at me.  At some point I felt like I needed to relieve my bladder and my body just really wanted to just stand up or squat and I said I had to pee and I was told by the hospital staff to "go ahead" I said "right here?" they said yeah there's a bucket under you and I said loudly "Well that wouldn't be awkward..."  Needless to say I could not pee laying down on my back into a bucket in front of a room full of people, by the time I was allowed to pee after I gave birth I almost filled the toilet.
The Doctor and nurses were doing the typical obnoxious loud bossy counting to 10 three times during every contraction I had and if I didn't do it for as long as they wanted the scolded me and informed me that the baby wasn't going to come out with just contractions alone (which also isn't true, it can happen).  You would swear that I was pushing for 4 hours or they had somewhere else important to be the way there were rushing me!  I told them if the contraction is over I'm not going to keep pushing!  Some of my contractions weren't strong and I didn't feel the urge to push so I didn't push during those contractions.  I was scolded for that too.  Again, you would think I was pushing for 4 hours right?  I told them I'm NOT going to wear myself out by pushing through contractions that weren't even strong!  I just ignored them and did what my body was telling me to do.  In between contractions I just relaxed, breathed, and thought positive thoughts and I breathed or moaned through some of the weak contractions that I didn't feel the urge to push through.  During this whole time they were insisting that they break my water.  For What??  I told them no and a nurse blatantly ignored me and told the Dr. that she has the amnio hook open and ready!!.  Then one nurse proceeded to condescendingly tell me after every single contraction that I pushed through that "The baby would have BEEN HERE by now if you would just let us break your water!!"  I pushed for A HALF HOUR!!  THAT'S IT!!  Why were they in such a rush??  I had just got there!  She had me second guessing myself and thinking that he was never coming out unless I let them break my water so I looked at my husband and doula and asked them what I should do and my husband lovingly said "It's not a race babe, let's just stick to your plan, you're doing great."  My water broke on its own and Lachlan was born right after at 11:38pm!
                                                                      Pure Bliss!
Checking out our SON!

The Doctor suctioned him and I remember my husband sternly saying "she wants the baby, she wants him on her!" because apparently a nurse was trying to take him.  My husband had already informed the Doctor that we wanted to delay the cord clamping by just 2-3 minutes, no shots, no eye ointment, no bath, immediate skin to skin etc....  They put him on me and he was 8lbs 8oz's of perfection!  I was in love.  The Doctor asked my husband if he wanted to cut the cord and he said no we're waiting.  The Doctor said its unnecessary to wait longer than 30 seconds and he cut it himself.
Me trying to protect the cord and beg The Doctor to just wait a couple minutes while the Doctor impatiently squeezed the blood through the cord instead of just waiting for it to naturally move         through like we requested.
I was upset about that but I let it go and then I was blissfully talking to my son and I think I tried to latch him on to nurse while I was birthing the placenta.  It came out fast and intact.  The nurse tried to give me a shot of Pitocin and I declined because I wasn't bleeding.  "Well if you start bleeding I AM giving it to you" she snapped back.  I said yes IF I'm bleeding.  Then suddenly, without warning I felt the Doctors hand go inside of my vagina and then digging and scraping inside of my cervix and uterus and it HURT, I was shocked and I jumped.  I was yelling and asking him "Ow! Why are you doing that?  Ow! What are you doing?"  I was crying and screaming, I couldn't stay still.  They had to take the baby off of me because the more I cried the more he cried and I couldn't even hold him.  Here's where I break down every time I tell the story.  My newborn baby, my scared, fragile newly born, minutes old, son screamed and cried for his Mommy for the first hour of his life while I laid helplessly on the table listening to him, watching him suck his hand, rooting for his Mommy who wasn't there.  My husband and my doula desperately took turns trying to console him and console me.  My husband did skin to skin and let him suck his finger and my doula walked around with him rocking him.
Daddy doing skin to skin-you can see the Doctor still sitting in between my legs in the window reflection.

It seemed like much longer than an hour.  They tried to bring the baby back to me a couple times to latch him on but it just didn't work.  The Doctor said there was mucous membrane left inside of me (the water bag) he was pulling little strands out that he said were mucous membranes that needed to come out and if I didn't let him do this I would have to go to the OR and be put under anesthesia for surgery.  I was terrified to be away from my screaming baby any longer than I had to be so I let him do it.  I asked for pain medicine numerous times and never got any.  My doula was very calmly asking him if there were any other options besides this torture (not in those words)  He just kept saying I'm going to have to go to OR if he doesn't get it out.  They called ultrasound up to check me and he kept his hand inside me, digging and scraping while pushing roughly on my stomach with his other hand until the ultrasound tech got there.  He kept his hand inside me and asked her what it was that he was feeling in his hand but she didn't see anything, nothing was there.  I was fine.  I wasn't hemorrhaging, I was barely bleeding.  I remember those strands of mucous membranes and clots coming out of me onto my pads for days after I had my daughter, but ever since I had Lachlan nothing but thin blood has come out, I don't think that Doctor needed to scrape out the mucous membranes if there was any left inside me, I think they would have come out on their own, like they did after my daughter was born.  I haven't been able to find anything on the internet that says otherwise.  Even if it was necessary, he could have warned me, he could have explained it to me, he could have been sympathetic about it instead of just threatening to take me to the OR if I don't cooperate.  I tore almost all the way to my anus so in the middle of all of this he stitched me up and then stuck his hand inside of me again and had to stitch me up again because (I can only assume because I did not ask) one of the stitches came out.
I was so relieved when it was finally over.  After that was over they were still bothering me trying to get my blood pressure and make me pee etc...  The nurse cleaned me off and was wiping me roughly where I just got stitches, like I wasn't even human, and it hurt so I said "do you have to be so rough?" and she muttered "oh yeah I forgot you're not numb."  One nurses proceeded to tell me that if I want a natural water birth next time I should go to a hospital that has midwives 50 minutes away, but I pointed out that I wouldn't have made it to the hospital that is 50 minutes away and she agreed and said I probably would have given birth in the car.  I couldn't get to my baby fast enough.  When I finally got to nurse him it felt like it took him forever to latch.
My doula helping me nurse Lachlan
Lachlan nursing

The morning after I had him my OBGYN Dr. Green, who I love came in to check on us and I just bawled my eyes out to him.  I was crying and shaking so bad he took the baby out of my arms while he listened to me with sympathetic eyes.  I was telling him everything that happened and saying that I wish he was there for the birth because I know that I wouldn't have been treated that way.

He was so fussy and irritable for the next 24 hours or so he had a really hard time latching every time we nursed, he cried a lot, and I didn't sleep for 2 days.  He still won't sleep unless he's touching me so I let him sleep on my chest.  We were both traumatized.  I'm not the type of person to hold onto negative thoughts or "play the victim role" I would much rather put things behind me and move on but I still get jolted out of my sleep sometimes with flashbacks of him inside me when I have uterine pains. The first night was the worst I cried all night but I'm getting better every day.

 I'm trying to focus on the positives of my birth experience.  I'm so proud of myself for laboring at home until I was 10cm and doing it all natural like I planned with no interventions.  The whole experience just made me want to become a doula even more.  I don't think I would have been able to have the experience I wanted if it weren't for the knowledge and power my doula gave me.  My son is 5 days old now and breastfeeding is going great.  I'm so disgusted with the way that women are treated during what is supposed to be one of the most sacred and special times of their lives.  I'm on a mission to educate and empower women and change birth.  I was mistreated, dehumanized, and degraded but I refuse to let it overshadow the overall amazing birth experience that it was (NO THANKS to any of the hospital staff)  I will never give birth in a hospital again.  THIS is why more women are choosing home birth.  I wanted a home birth with Lachlan because I didn't have a great experience in the hospital when I had my first child but I couldn't afford it.  Next time I will save up the money BEFORE I get pregnant.
Our first picture with our son
So happy to be with Mommy
LACHLAN RIVER 12/4/13 @ 11:38pm 8lbs 8oz's 19 1/2 inches

For more information on Natural Childbirth I highly recommend reading Ina May's Guide to Childbirth.  The Business of Being Born is an awesome, informative, and empowering documentary that is available to watch on Netflix.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Why use mama cloth pads? & GIVEAWAY!

I know what you're thinking "ewww cloth pads?" Yes, cloth pads. It actually makes a lot more sense than you think. Let me explain.

First of all, Health Benefits: Tampons put you at risk for TSS, infertility, endometriosis, and the fibers left behind from tampons can cause odor and inflammation and give rise to tumorous growths. Pads are made with chemicals, fragrances, and are also often made with a dry-weave plastic cover which can cause rashes, irritation, sensitivity, and allergic reactions.

Environmental: The average woman will have 500 periods in her lifetime. Thats almost 17,000 pads or tampons. Cloth pads do not contribute to landfill as they are reusable and do not come in or contain plastic packaging.

Cost: In the long run it is much less expensive to buy or make cloth menstrual pads, it costs more up front but it's worth it.

Cloth pads are also known to reduce cramping, odor, they're super comfortable and they're also cute! Another plus is that they are customizable when it comes to shape, size, flow, pattern, and color!

So go ahead! Give them a try! Go like mine and my sisters new facebook page called Two Hip-Peas in a Pod ;) We make cloth pads, cloth wipes/wash cloths, cloth diapers, wet bags, and more to come!

GIVEAWAY RULES: Go "like" our facebook page and comment saying that you liked our page with your name and email address. For an additional entry go share our facebook page with your friends and then comment again saying you shared our page! You will be entered to win a cloth pad of our choice. Winner will be chosen next Monday 3/30/11. Good luck!

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Bird feeders/easy kids crafts!

I love doing crafts. Juliette is a little too young to participate most of the time but I still let her watch and learn and try a little and my 3 1/2 year old niece loves crafts so do them as much as possible whenever ideas or read about them online. Today we did pipe cleaner bird feeders!
Just make a loop at the bottom, string some cereal on it, and hang it!

A few weeks ago we made pine cone bird feeders:
Just tie ribbon, yarn or string to a pin cone, dip it in melted peanut butter (crunchy or regular), then roll it in wild bird seed and hang it outside!

Speaking of birds, I'm going to be saving all my dryer lint from now on for the birds to use in their nests! I'll probably just put it outside or hang it up somewhere for them to find! I read about it here.