What if my kids see?

I’m surprised by how often people bring up “what if my kids see a woman breastfeeding, what am I supposed to say to them to explain what the woman is doing?” Other than just telling them that the mom is feeding her baby, I see so many things while out and about that are harder for me to explain to my children than breastfeeding. Like a parent screaming at and belittling their child in public. Tabloid covers in general. Certain outfits on magazine covers or walking down the street. Homelessness. Our city passing an ordinance that you have to have a permit to give food to someone that is homeless. Circumcision. Child slavery. Racism and anti-immigrant sentiments. What happens to strays. Friends getting a divorce. War. Our cultures obsession with an unhealthy image of beauty. A friend with cancer. Child abuse. The 2nd grade girl across the street that talked about her friend humping the wall at school. The emphasis on romantic love and getting the guy in most children’s movies. Violence as entertainment.

Life is full of difficult conversations and things that make us uncomfortable to explain. But we are parents, it’s part of the deal. Again, open conversations about even the hard stuff in life leads to children that develop the ability to think for themselves. -Via: Jessica.The Leaky boob.

Cry it out (CIO): 10 reasons why it is not for us | PhD in Parenting

I found this blog post randomly as I was checking into facebook today.

Cry it out (CIO): 10 reasons why it is not for us | PhD in Parenting

1. CIO can cause harmful changes to babies’ brains
2. CIO can result in decreased intellectual, emotional and social development
3. CIO can result in a detached baby
4. CIO is harmful to the parent-child relationship
5. CIO can make children insecure
6. CIO often doesn’t work at all
7. Even if CIO does “work”, parents often have to do it over and over again
8. CIO is disrespectful of my child’s needs
9. Deep sleep from CIO is often a result of trauma
10. Our world needs more love

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Stumbling around I came across this post: I’m not ready… « annamcbean.

It’s full of beautiful sentiment that hits home to this normal-weaning mother. I remember when i had #1 i thought I’d just ‘try’ to breastfeed and see where it goes. By 6 months people were on me to quit. Being young I believed all the silly things they were telling me, but i held on for ten more months. It seemed like a lot… then… now 16 months? that’s nothing much in my world (though kudos to you mamas that reach that age!)  When I had #2 I remember saying I would let him wean, but would definitely not go past two, because that would be ‘weird’ – yes, I said that.  Then, before his 2nd birthday we found out #3 was in the works and the midwife told me that continuing to nurse would be safe, and actually tandem nursing the two after #3’s birth could help with sibling jealousy. Ok, so I would nurse #2 for just a little bit past two  I told myself. Then he slowly tapered himself off as he was ready…and it was so different from weaning #1. There wasn’t the crying or the guilt. There was nothing but a slow tapering off. By the time #3 was  nursing strong I decided I would let him wean himself, instead of taking it upon myself, and I have continued with that belief into baby #4.
Does that mean I’ll be nursing a teenager? I highly doubt that. It simply means I am letting nature take its course, the way it has since the beginning.


I ran across this at another blog, and thought it was beautiful. I had to share it.


“Looking back I can see that there are many things that she learned during our time spent nursing, and I am thankful that simply putting her to breast taught her the most important lesson of all. She learned to trust. I was always there, ready and willing to nurse her whenever she needed to. Whether she was hungry or thirsty, hurt or scared, tired or overwhelmed, I was there to nurse her and help her feel better. She learned that she was safe and secure and that her needs would always be met.”  –Nurtured child

peaceful parenting: I Will Carry You

I Will Carry You
I love that I can kiss your head
Just inches away from my lips
Our hearts beat together as I carry you
Perched up high you see my world
Then turn your head in and sleep
Resting on me you are safe
Your body next to mine you are secure
We are in tune in this external womb
In my arms you will be
Until you are ready to venture out
But until then, I promise,
I will carry you.
~ Michelle Abernathy


Now that Lady Girl’s almost two and a whopping 27 lbs (as of a month ago) our baby wearing days are getting few & far between. She’s an on-the-go toddler who has three older brothers to chase after and doesn’t seem as interested as the wrap as her newborn baby self did, but there are still moments. The other day when i was doing the dishes and she was being extra clingy, we put the wrap on and she got her snuggles while “helping”me with the dishes. It was sort of bittersweet. As if she was saying “hey mom, i know i’m growing up fast, but sometimes i still need this”