meanttobeamama

a natural mama who loves to giggle

Moo-dela January 29, 2015

Filed under: Breastfeeding Bliss,Posts — meanttobeamama @ 5:37 pm

There is a Disney TV show my boys like to watch, Sheriff Callie. In this town where they reside, there is a cow who runs the local saloon (of sorts). Only, at this saloon, she only serves milk. This part has me puzzled. Is this milk we are left to assume is hers? Is it brought in on cartoon conestoga wagons? We never find out. Are you now wondering the same thing i am? My imagination is creating some pretty funny “back room” scenes….perhaps a Medela (moo-dela?!) pump…. So basically what we have here is a (GASP!) breastmilk cafe…? Any thoughts?

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Nine months already? January 23, 2014

Wyatt is nine months old. How in the world did that happen? I swear, it feels like only weeks ago I was sitting with Shannon Sasseville pushing on my back, and Sue Hudson pushing on my legs to alleviate my back labor. The IV that sounded like a didgeridoo. Laughing really hard about Jim gaffigan. Being terrified to the deepest depths about birthing a baby at 34w 5d. Knowing that I was able to keep him in 24 hours longer than I thought so he wasn’t a 34w 4d. Being left with the fear I did something to cause this preterm baby’s birth. Having a doula that had experienced every thing I was, was truly incredible. To have a midwife go into the NICU and tell them to listen to what I wanted to do and to take their protocol and shove it, was amazing. A husband who was with me every step and matched me tear for tear. I can’t believe this story is now a memory. Wyatt is nine months old. How in the world did that happen? I swear, it feels like only weeks ago I was sitting with Shannon Sasseville pushing on my back, and Sue Hudson pushing on my legs to alleviate my back labor. The IV that sounded like a didgeridoo. Laughing really hard about Jim gaffigan. Being terrified to the deepest depths about birthing a baby at 34w 5d. Knowing that I was able to keep him in 24 hours longer than I thought so he wasn’t a 34w 4d. Being left with the fear I did something to cause this preterm baby’s birth. Having a doula that had experienced every thing I was, was truly incredible. To have a midwife go into the NICU and tell them to listen to what I wanted to do and to take their protocol and shove it, was amazing. A husband who was with me every step of the way, and matched me tear for tear. I can’t believe this story is now a memory…

If you too would like an incredible and supportive birthing team I HIGHLY suggest:

http://www.wellspringwomenshealth.com

https://www.facebook.com/TheBirthConnectionOfNortheastOhio

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“In my next life…” January 15, 2014

Filed under: Breastfeeding Bliss,Posts,Pregnancy — meanttobeamama @ 4:30 pm

In my “next life” I aspire to be a doula. I mean that as in, life with older children. I really believe that is my calling in life. Quite literally to assist a laboring mother as she births her infant. To witness such an ever present miracle. A woman can create a person with her body, then birth that person with her body, and nourish that person with her body. I wish more people were as awe struck with that sequence. It is amazing in the truest sense of the word

 

Whats your “next life” plan? 

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Haunted. December 25, 2013

Filed under: Breastfeeding Bliss,Posts,Pregnancy — meanttobeamama @ 6:50 am
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My baby is eight months old. How did that happen? I feel like our life is in fast forward and I occasionally get a summary of what has happened. I birthed him in April. I am still living in April. I am still living breath to breath, in April. I am still so haunted by April. At 30 weeks I wrote a post about how I felt this ominous situation approaching, not knowing what was to come. What I wrote to you in that post, I had never felt, or been scared of, during my first pregnancy. It turned out to be the worst kind of foreshadowing. The kind that rocks you. The terrifying type. I had no idea while I was writing that post I would bring him earthside just four weeks later. Four. With nine days in the NICU. I spent those nine days counting every droplet and ounce of my milk. And counting every droplet and ounce he ate. I was trying to be a mom in a world where only numbers and science matters. “Nursing on-demand” is crazy talk and by golly you WILL follow the schedule. My baby is healthy now with no developmental delays. He is a healthy weight and height. He is a happy boy. But a mamas heart bears all wounds. It is scarred by past battles, but never forgets what it is like to be “in the trenches”. Our story has such a happy ending, we did not lose him and he is surpassing his full-term comrades. So….why am I still haunted?

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First foods, not rice cereal. November 17, 2013

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After many years of research and reading the FDA’s spread sheets of information I feel like I have made a good decision about “infant cereal”. Not only is it a non-nutritive food, the “iron enriching” they put in it isn’t even absorbed by their bodies almost at all. While it has been used as a first food for countless years I just don’t believe it’s a good first food. Popularity doesn’t equal nutrition. Not to mention, like many other “white” foods almost immediately after being consumed it becomes straight sugar in the stomach. If you wouldn’t feed your baby a spoonful of white refined sugar why give them white refined rice cereal? When an adult eats “white” refined foods the same thing happens.  I can hear many people opposing me, saying they have “given it to their children and they turned out just fine”.  Well, we also eat millions of pounds of fast food each year and that isn’t exactly an excellent nutrition choice. There is a reason we are an obese nation. Why aren’t we looking at the first foods as a preventive of this? An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. Breastfeeding can lower your baby’s (and mothers!) risk of childhood and adult onset diabetes, obesity, and cancers. Before formula and rice cereal, there was breast milk and whole foods. Popularity doesn’t equal nutrition. I choose bananas, beans, avocados, pumpkin, carrots, etc for our babies. Just saying. As always my opinion is mine and everyone is entitled to a different one.

 

Easy peasy baby food (without the fancy gadgets!) November 13, 2013

Filed under: Breastfeeding Bliss,DIY,Posts,Recipes — meanttobeamama @ 1:02 pm
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I am constantly trying to feed my children whole foods. If you’re reading this, I’m pretty sure you are too. There are a couple neat baby food “steamers, purée-ers, and blenders”. I say let them stay at the store. You already have what you need to feed your baby real, whole foods. (I always wait until 6 months+ before attempting any food other than breast milk.) My parents made every ounce of our baby food. By this I mean they smashed or blended what they made for dinner that evening. Not all together you silly goose, only feed baby one food at a time until they are older. This way if there’s a reaction you can pinpoint which food it was. Here’s my secret baby food recipe :

  • Take one food (Here I opened a can of organic great northern beans)
  • Rinse the food
  • If necessary steam or bake the food
  • If necessary large chop the food
  • Dump into the food processor (mine is a tiny one)
  • Add mamas magic sauce (breast milk) (you could also use water to thin it)
  • Pulse until the texture you are looking for

THATS IT!!!! Made to much? Pour it into an ice cube tray and freeze for later. BAM!!! You just made a gaunt batch of baby food. No preservatives. No junk. Just whole food awesomeness. Here are some fun combos we love :

  1. Pumpkin + bananas
  2. Avocado + bananas
  3. White beans + pears
  4. Carrots + applesauce
 

I breathe you in August 5, 2013

Filed under: Breastfeeding Bliss,Posts — meanttobeamama @ 3:36 pm

The scent of a warm, sleepy baby that snuggles in closer, seems to cure many ailments. The tiny breath puffed through a tiny mouth with small bits of an unknown language. The wriggling to find another cozy niche on my shoulder and the side of my neck. The scent of my infant is intoxicating to me. I could not feel more love than I do in this moment. There will be a day, I hope not soon, when you choose to not snuggle to sleep. That is why I cherish these minutes this way. That is why I breathe you in so deeply.