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1/24/2017

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Time really does fly. So much happens and happens so quickly that I'm thankful for investing in a Line A Day diary so that I can at least record a snapshot.

In a few years, I'm not sure how they'll feel about the hundreds of Instagram posts of them I indulge in, and whether we keep them in a public domain will be up to each of them. Sam already demands photo approval! But for now, I'll keep posting. Because these moments, little and large, while they are still little are fleeting.

We are just about over chickenpox (more on that when I've composed myself from the horrors) and Sam is off running the nursery. Ben handed me a piece of wooden track when we were "tidying" the playroom and then Leo started directing some Brio construction.

​They played cooperatively for a good few minutes, and although there were an hundred jobs that I could or should have been doing, I stayed and watched and moved trains when the bosses told me to.

And despite a hundred little moments in a day where I'm not sure whether I'm any good at this job, I'm confident that was the right choice.
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Hello From the 91st Percentile

2/22/2015

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Blog entries have been a little sparse on the ground around here. The reasons for that would be a blog post in itself so for now I'll put this up which I started drafting in August but is still relevant now.

In the last couple of months of my second pregnancy I got a lot of ultrasound scans. Mostly to monitor my cyst but also to make sure Leo was growing okay. He definitely was...in fact he was on the 91st percentile of fetus size. I'm not tiny but I'm only 5'4" and already had had one average size baby who felt quite large enough, thank you very much! 

Leo kept right on that curve until the scan I had the day before he arrived. During that appointment I was on the table a while because my cyst was growing back and also because they were trying to measure just how much extra amniotic fluid I was carrying. In that time I convinced myself that if the baby got any bigger I was going to burst.

So it was a huge relief to find I was already two cm dilated when I got a membrane sweep. My consultant and I agreed that the excess fluid and risk of the cyst being ruptured by the rapidly growing baby were motivating factors to break my waters the following day in the hope that I would start labouring once they went. I'm so not ready to give you my birth story yet, but the short version is, I had a nearly 9lb baby with no pain relief and flat on my back with my feet in stirrups because the registrar apparently was not a fan of Ina May Garten's advice for suspected shoulder dystocia, 

Poor Leo, we hadn't had a home birth, we weren't home after six hours and when the paediatrician told us the next morning that he had a heart murmur, I thought my heart was going to implode. There are so many reasons that may have caused it, but whatever the reason actually was, I was convinced it was the manner of his birth. So I was a tad emotional when after the all clear from the cardiologist, a paperwork error meant we had a duplicate appointment to be told the same thing at the Paediatric clinic. And the doctor assumed I was formula feeding and told me that I was overfeeding Leo and was increasing his chances of obesity, 

She was warming up to a lecture on the perils of feeding extra to increase sleep when I managed to engage my brain, tell her we'd already seen the cardiologist and inform her that my boy was exclusively breastfed. That he had been on the 91st percentile in utero and that I was rather proud of the fact that my feeding him on demand was keeping him on the same growth curve. I was even more proud of the fact that I didn't swear or call anyone inept before we left.

So I guess the point of this blog is, know your baby and be confident in the way you choose to feed your baby, whether that's breastfeeding, combination feeding or formula. I wasn't with Sam and let a well intentioned person convince me that my milk was making Sam colicky. So I would try absolutely everything else to appease him when he cried instead of feeding him by which point I was crying too. Having a baby isn't ever easy but it's really not supposed to be that hard.

I look at Leo, who gets fed as soon as he makes a murmur. He's already so big but also so tiny, he fits onto me perfectly, his little form moulding to my contours. There are so many moments when I think to myself, I should lay him down and get on with things but then I remember how quickly Sam grew out of this particular need for me and so I keep Leo's silky head under my chin and revel in the fact that I am a sentimental fool, with a really big baby!

I'll keep polishing off these older drafts, written on my phone in the wee small hours, to mix in with newer stuff. Coming up, I've got a review of reusable nappy from a French company and the story of that time we thought it would be a breeze to take two small children to London and were pleasantly surprised that it was. If you want to read my less green writing, have a look at Not Out Loud where I've been confessing my many many shortcomings recently.
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Tiny Babywearing

1/30/2015

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one hand poised to catch Samakaze!
I wasn't a babywearer very often with my first son, Sam. I had a structured buckle carrier, a Beco Butterfly 2 and although it had an infant insert, I never felt Sam was comfortable and I didn't get much use out of it until he was five or six months old. I used it lots when he got a bit bigger but never felt completely at ease with it. Euan used it for Sam recently when we braved London but that's a story for another day.

My second son, Leo, got the benefit of hindsight and while I was pregnant I did a lot of reading up on the best ways to baby wear, mostly out of a desire to have my hands free for the toddler on the days where the baby just wanted to be held. I read a lot of people suggesting a stretchy wrap sling as a good option for a newborn and after a bit of reading around, the one that had the best balance between cost and quality seemed to be the Moby wrap. You can get them on Amazon but you have to be careful you're not getting a fake so I went to their official site to find their approved sellers list. I ordered mine the day I got home with baby from The Online Baby Centre and it came the following day.
Picturemy Moby bliss face
I had been shown a stretchy wrap when I had Sam, but a combination of sleep deprivation and low self confidence had me thinking that tying it looked way too complicated. It's not though, I watched a couple of Youtube videos, read the instruction booklet, practised with a stuffed bear and then had a go with a colicky baby. Who went to sleep almost straight away. It was bliss and it was perfect for my first solo afternoon with the boys while my husband registered Leo's birth.


Picturedoesn't everyone go to the beach in gale force winds?
As Leo got bigger, and Sam got faster, I decided I needed something with a bit more support and on the advice of the babywearing community on the Fife Babywearers facebook page, I went with a woven ring sling. It was reasonably priced and ridiculously easy to put on. I can wear Leo on my front or hip with it and it's so convenient, especially when I need to get Sam in and out of the car or on train trips and beach days.



Babywearing this time has been amazing. It gave me the hands-free advantage but I also found it tremendously helpful in other ways. When Leo was tiny and even now he's bigger, I could guarantee he would get some sleep if I had him in the wrap. It alleviated his colic pains better than anything else and it has also been a surefire way of cutting down my postnatal anxiety.

Now Leo is getting bigger and I'm more confident, I've been experimenting with woven wraps too but that can wait for another post.






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In the meantime I'll leave you with a picture of another brilliant babywearing development, it leads to family wide acceptance of attachment parenting.

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