<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:11:10.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Milk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-269151507791105690</id><published>2009-04-08T11:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:44:30.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Case for Breastfeeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check out this article in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mothering.com/guest_editors/quiet_place/quiet_place.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mothering Magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. It clears up the muddy claims of the author of the anti-breastfeeding article in a methodical and eloquent manner and is well worth a read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-269151507791105690?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/269151507791105690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=269151507791105690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/269151507791105690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/269151507791105690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2009/04/case-for-breastfeeding.html' title='The Case for Breastfeeding'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-226024547182428973</id><published>2009-03-18T12:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:18:47.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Willful Ignorance Strikes Again</title><content type='html'>The Atlantic is running a wonderful article called &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/doc/200904/case-against-breastfeeding"&gt;The Case Against Breastfeeding &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;right now. It's all about how there is no real medical benefit to breastfeeding (for mother or child) and modern moms are being peer-pressured into doing it. They are then enslaved by their babies and lose out on their chances for a good life. Good for Ms. Rosin, the author. I'm glad she is strong enough to fight the pressure and refuse to nurse her third baby past a couple of months. Frankly, I don't know why she nursed any of her babies at all. It was obviously a complete waste of her time. Apparently so was researching her article...Here is a great rebuttal from &lt;a href="http://breastfeeding.blog.motherwear.com/2009/03/the-case-against-breastfeeding-a-response.html"&gt;Motherwear&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that the TODAY show ran a story about this article is irresponsible, but since when does the popular media pay attention to little things like facts? If a story can make formula moms feel great about themselves, then why not go for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been several studies recently showing that many of our health epidemics might be caused by living in too clean an environment. C-section babies are 80% more likely to develop asthma because they don't get exposed to the vaginal bacteria that would jump start their immune systems. MS and other diseases like it might be cured by intestinal worms (gross, but look it up). Is it really a stretch to think that not starting out being fed breastmilk might not also lead to illness? No it's not, and in fact there is tons of research to prove it. Who cares about stuff like that when a woman wants to be able to leave her baby behind and have a life, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you play the odds, you should still come out with a healthy kid. I mean, ONLY 1 in every 150 American children has autism. That means that 149 out of 150 don't. Be like that Octomom and have tons of kids and chances are that some will be healthy. The fact that half of her original children are on disability means that half are perfectly fine! Getting taxpayers to pay for her baby fetish is pure genius, by the way. Plus, many of the negative effects of not breastfeeding are things that won't happen until your child is an adult. When your kids develops diabetes or heart disease as grown-ups, no one will remember if you nursed them or not. You'll be off the hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An article like this just goes to show how little most people understand biology and evolution. These interconnected systems of life didn't show up overnight, and they serve a purpose. Changing those things willy-nilly is "playing God" way more than believing in evolution is "ignoring God". People are playing with the biology of human development like kids with a new set of Legos, and there are consequences. When our children's grandchildren look back, they might very well wonder why the hell we screwed around so much with nature that they are all sickly and have a shorter life expectancy that we do (this generation of kids is the first who are predicted to die off earlier than their parents). Or maybe Natural Selection will come into play, and genes from people like Rosin's will have become extinct.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-226024547182428973?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/226024547182428973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=226024547182428973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/226024547182428973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/226024547182428973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/willful-ignorance-strikes-again.html' title='Willful Ignorance Strikes Again'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-7016673947342637105</id><published>2009-02-03T16:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:58:35.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wait and See Approach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I not a patient person, so "wait and see" sounds more like "torture" to me. I've decided to try it with the breastfeeding an adopted baby who doesn't exist yet. I stopped pumping, which wasn't wielding much milk anyway. I will take the next step when I know what we are dealing with. I may use a supplemental nursing system to deliver formula to the new baby and attempt to stimulate my own milk production, but I'm not going to decide now. The pressure of making huge decisions about a situation that hasn't happened and has no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;guarantees&lt;/span&gt; of happening was driving me nuts. I'll wait until we get The Call before going insane with the choices...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-7016673947342637105?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7016673947342637105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=7016673947342637105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7016673947342637105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7016673947342637105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2009/02/wait-and-see-approach.html' title='The Wait and See Approach'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-8104201661050528764</id><published>2009-01-31T13:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:49:34.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't This a Sign of the Apocalypse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090131/ap_on_re_us/octuplets"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All of her babies were created using IVF???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; What does this say about our society? There are children literally starving in the streets across the world, and a doctor thought it was okay to help an obviously unstable woman get pregnant with fourteen children? Talk about a moral decline in America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-8104201661050528764?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8104201661050528764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=8104201661050528764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8104201661050528764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8104201661050528764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/isnt-this-sign-of-apocalypse.html' title='Isn&apos;t This a Sign of the Apocalypse?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5966017365640406021</id><published>2009-01-30T21:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:17:32.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane and Unethical</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When the news came out this week about a woman giving birth to eight babies, I found it disturbing. As an occasional watcher of TLC's various giant family shows, I have lost my patience for fertility patients who go on and on about their "blessings" and "God's Will". I have my own spiritual beliefs, but I cannot reconcile a world where some mothers watch their children die, other women can never have children, and yet some are chosen to bear literal litters of babies (using the very science that so many super-religious people disdain). These people rail against abortion, but have no issue with distorting Mother Nature by bearing half a dozen (or more) fetuses, many of whom will be born with life-long medical problems. Why is it okay to almost intentionally create someone who will never be healthy or live a normal life? I understand the aversion to "selective reduction". I could not ever choose to randomly abort some of my children. Knowing that, I would never put myself in the position of having to choose. Don't take the fertility drugs that leave it up to chance. Don't let the doctor implant more than three embryos at once. Adopt a child who is being born and has no family to raise him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One of my favorite author's, Meridith Small wrote an &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/livescience/20090130/sc_livescience/8isenoughthelimitstohumanreproduction"&gt;article about the biology of having litters for humans &lt;/a&gt;today. She says everything much more intelligently than I do, so I highly recommend that everyone reads it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All of my annoyance with America's shameful fascination with this Weird Science experiment called fertility treatments turned to outrage when the rest of the story broke today. The mother who just gave birth to octuplets already has SIX children? What kind of doctor implanted eight embryos into this woman's uterus? Shouldn't he or she lose their license to practice medicine ASAP? She and her six children live with her parents in a 1600 square foot house for goodness sake!!! No one has the right to tell you how many children you can have (although I would hope your sense of right and wrong would prevent you from having more than you can afford), but no one should be guaranteed the right to fertility treatments when they already have so many kids!!! Who is going to pay for the costly care of these eight premature babies? Either they will be on state assistance or private insurance. I do not believe that my premiums should be so high to cover ridiculous people's needs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The mother has stated that she and the rest of her family will come out publicly, "in our own time." I believe that means they will come out once they have reached the highest paying agreement with a magazine or news show. I would bet money that they are hoping for a TLC show. Who needs &lt;em&gt;Jon and Kate Plus Eight&lt;/em&gt;? They only have eight kids! They just bought a mansion! Instead, America can fall in love with the ______'s and their fourteen kids who live in a shoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5966017365640406021?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5966017365640406021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5966017365640406021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5966017365640406021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5966017365640406021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/insane-and-unethical.html' title='Insane and Unethical'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-3556363161278708692</id><published>2009-01-09T22:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:36:25.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All In or Insane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I believe I have a choice to make. I know, I keep going on and on about pumping indefinitely. My pump has been determined to be incapable of doing the job I need it for, and this was by a mom who has lots of pumping experience. Here is my choice-buy a hospital grade (or close to it) double pump to pump more effectively and in a shorter amount of time or don't, and watch my supply dry up. It's all a gamble, as I've mentioned, because we have no real timetable for the adoption. Our social worker predicted between six and nine months, but said that it could take a year. Six months from when she made her prediction would be April. Of course, the right pregnant woman could walk into her office on Monday and choose us to parent her child! Do I make the investment in a good pump? Do I have the willpower to pump from now until next November if it takes that long? If I stick with my dinky pump, dry up, and get a call a week later, will I get over it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know that I'm analyzing this to death, but that's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-3556363161278708692?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3556363161278708692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=3556363161278708692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3556363161278708692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3556363161278708692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-in-or-insane.html' title='All In or Insane'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-1469781093766553720</id><published>2009-01-05T21:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:59:31.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sound of Machines in the Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wake up to the sound of two year old wheezing beside me in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mix together steroid and two tubes of other asthma med because doctor doubled the dose after I refilled the original prescription.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Convince two year old to sit on my lap for thirty minutes, breathing in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nebulized&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and watching cartoons (Miss Spider is a stupid show, even two year old got tired of it quickly).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Make sure two year old gets enough water after treatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Feed two year old breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Instruct six and eight year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; to eat something for breakfast (Mom's not making anything this morning).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pour cup of coffee (I know, caffeine dehydrates and isn't great for someone trying to use a pump to maintain a milk supply, but I have allowed myself a vice).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Settle down with coffee and breast pump for forty minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I swear that between the drone of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nebulizer&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rhythmic&lt;/span&gt; beat of the breast pump, I am either going to go deaf or insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-1469781093766553720?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1469781093766553720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=1469781093766553720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1469781093766553720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1469781093766553720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/sound-of-machines-in-morning.html' title='The Sound of Machines in the Morning'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-8569048960509777945</id><published>2008-12-28T21:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:05:00.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This a Test?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, Grace has apparently chosen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stubbornness&lt;/span&gt; over nursing. This is Day Three of her refusal to "say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;" when she wants to breastfeed, which is my requirement ever since she stopped doing it correctly. She had been agreeing and then still nursing the wrong way, but at least she was trying. Now, she asks to nurse, I tell her to open wide, she yells "no!" and finds something else to do. She has fallen asleep every night cuddled in my arms, rather than at my breast. I find that part very sweet. The rest of it is a bit emotional, since I'll never know when she would have chosen to stop nursing if the medicine hadn't interfered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am pumping, but I have to admit that it's only twice a day. Not much milk is coming out, so the whole thing is a disappointment. I know that my goal is to just maintain a tiny supply so that a nursing newborn can have something to start with. I don't know how long I can keep this up though. I should be pumping more often, but it's really hard to be tied down for thirty minutes at a time when you have a two year old. The older kids can do things for themselves, but it isn't their job to watch their baby sister all of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As anyone who has ever read any of my posts knows, I am a strong advocate of breastfeeding. It is superior to lab-created formula in every single way, and the bond it forges between mother and child is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt;. I feel like all of those beliefs are being tested right now. If I don't keep working on nursing, even though I have no baby or toddler to nurse, then I may not be able to breastfeed our adopted baby. I am trying to see past my regret that my carefully planned timetable of adopting while Grace was still nursing has fallen apart, but I'm struggling a bit. It isn't just the sudden weaning; we started the paperwork later than I wanted to originally, and then our social worker moved at the slowest pace imaginable. We are months behind, and now the choice is mine to make. Do I keep up the work, not knowing if I'll still be pumping in eight months, or if the baby will come soon? Can I make peace with myself if I choose to let it go and accept that I may have to formula feed my last baby? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just don't know what I'm going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-8569048960509777945?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8569048960509777945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=8569048960509777945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8569048960509777945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8569048960509777945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-this-test.html' title='Is This a Test?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4168758308873207477</id><published>2008-12-19T13:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:28:58.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fenugreek</title><content type='html'>I decided to go with the recommendations of many in the Breastfeeding Adopted Babies World and try using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fenugreek&lt;/span&gt; to build up my milk supply. After one truly nasty cup of tea, I decided to work backwards and check for any warnings about the use of this herb. I found three on the first website that have given me pause:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fenugreek&lt;/span&gt; is in the same "family" as peanuts and chickpeas. First of all, I didn't know that chickpeas were related to peanuts so closely that people are often allergic to both. My son, who has a diagnosed peanut allergy that I carry an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;epipen&lt;/span&gt; to save him from, adores hummus. For anyone who doesn't know, hummus is basically smashed up chickpeas. Anyway, I've been avoiding peanuts (but not the chickpeas) since getting pregnant with Grace. I haven't had any peanut-containing food while nursing her either because I don't want to expose her too early. One school of thought says to hold off on peanuts until age three if there is a family history of allergy. That makes me think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fenugreek&lt;/span&gt; isn't something I should be exposing her to through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fenugreek&lt;/span&gt; is used to stave off asthma symptoms, but is believed to also cause asthma attacks in some people! Gee, that's helpful. Again, I don't want to expose Grace to something in my milk that may or may not bring on an attack of her problem that may or not be asthma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fenugreek&lt;/span&gt; either raises or lowers your blood pressure, depending on I don't know what. If you have a family history of hypertension, you shouldn't use it. Both of my parents have been on blood pressure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; for as long as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More research is necessary, but it looks like I won't be building up my supply with this herb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4168758308873207477?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4168758308873207477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4168758308873207477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4168758308873207477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4168758308873207477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/12/fenugreek.html' title='Fenugreek'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5915883508078793275</id><published>2008-12-10T20:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:17:51.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Non-asthma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I think I've figured out the origin of the latch issues my two year old is having. After analyzing the entire thing to the point of absurdity, I concluded that it really had nothing to do with me. Grace just wasn't latching correctly anymore. Since the problems arose after she'd been on breathing treatments for two weeks, which is the longest she's ever taken them, I decided to find out why. I was so worried that they had caused some sort of neurological disconnect because from what I've read, babies and toddlers don't spontaneously forget how to latch on and nurse unless they are separated from their mother for days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today, I finally found a side effect of one of Grace's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; that seems a likely cause to all of our grief. It can cause "dry mouth". It doesn't sound too ominous, but that condition can apparently interfere with breathing patterns and swallowing! Coordinating sucking, swallowing, and breathing is actually the key to successful breastfeeding (on the baby's part). Two weeks of that crap dried up Grace's mouth to the point that she could no longer get nursing to work the way it always had. The dryness can also lead to dental issues because of a lack of saliva to bathe things. One of the big things that I have noticed over the past month and a half is that I can literally feel Grace's breath on my breast &lt;em&gt;inside her mouth&lt;/em&gt;. I now believe that it is all linked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The bad part is that I don't think she'll ever get back to where she was. I have tried asking her to open wider when she latches on. Rarely, she complies. Most of the time, she says no and loses interest. As I've said before, my goal is child-led weaning. Child-forced-into weaning by a drug was not part of my plan. My other two kids weaned very easily; no tears from anyone. This time around, I've cried and Grace has cried, and that is awful. She still wants to nurse, but she doesn't need to nurse. That leads her to rebuff my efforts to get her to latch on correctly. That in turn leads me to suffer through extremely uncomfortable nursing sessions some times and distract her at other times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've been trying to remember to pump on something resembling a schedule so that my milk doesn't completely dry up. Sitting for thirty minutes with the drone of a M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;edela&lt;/span&gt; isn't very comforting, and I sometimes wish that I could just let this slowly go until Grace is totally weaned. I have to remind myself how important it is to me to breastfeed our adopted baby (whenever that happens), but it's hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5915883508078793275?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5915883508078793275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5915883508078793275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5915883508078793275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5915883508078793275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/12/stupid-non-asthma.html' title='Stupid Non-asthma'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-6078590467297167642</id><published>2008-11-25T11:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:22:06.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Kids and No Clue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was watching an episode of TLC's &lt;em&gt;Seventeen Kids and Counting&lt;/em&gt; last night while I pumped (finally got an electric), and something jumped out at me again. I cannot stand when super-duper Christians talk about following God's plan for having children. I am not a Christian, although I am a baptised Catholic. I have my own spiritual beliefs, and I don't judge the beliefs of others (unless they infringe on the rights of people). What I object to is the ignorant statement that God wants things a certain way without any research into the natural order of things. If God created everything in Heaven and Earth, then doesn't it follow that the way nature works is God's design? If that's the case, then not following a natural breeding pattern goes &lt;em&gt;against&lt;/em&gt; that design...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There have been lots of studies and observations about what a normal reproductive pattern is for human beings who are not burdened by modern parenting notions. A woman becomes pregnant, her body prepares to make milk to feed the baby, the baby is born and begins nursing, the baby continues to nurse for several years, and during most of that time, the breastfeeding hormones suppress ovulation. If a woman follows the natural path, then she could have a new child every two to three years. There are exceptions, of course, where a woman's hormones don't suppress ovulation like they should, and she can become pregnant sooner. In the book &lt;em&gt;Ecological Breastfeeding and Natural Child-Spacing, &lt;/em&gt;the very Christian author points out that our modern idea of breastfeeding isn't enough to allow natural child-spacing. Nursing on a schedule and forcing a baby to sleep through the night is fighting nature (or God). To truly follow the natural pattern, you have to feed on demand and night nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On the show, the family was hosting another giant Christian family. They too were talking about letting God choose how many children they have (number seventeen is on the way). Unless God is making bottles of formula magically appear in their homes, I don't think He is directing their reproduction rate. I have nursed all of my kids on a natural schedule. With my first, my fertility returned at sixteen months, twenty-two months with my second, and twenty months with my third. At that point, getting pregnant was part of the natural cycle of things. My first two children are twenty-nine months apart, and my third was born when my second was forty months old. At that rate, I would say that God's plan for a woman Mrs. Duggar's age is to have approximately eight kids by now, not seventeen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-6078590467297167642?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6078590467297167642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=6078590467297167642' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6078590467297167642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6078590467297167642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/17-kids-and-no-clue.html' title='17 Kids and No Clue'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-6600368482406273488</id><published>2008-11-21T00:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:40:55.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hormones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, nursing has still not gone back to what it was before. To make matters worse, I'm heading into another period, and things have gone downhill. The awful feeling that leads to me feeling angry is back. The upside is that I now know that this is all related to hormones and isn't something Grace is doing wrong. Since I've been nursing forever, and this issue has never come up before, I'm at a loss as to what it is. I think I'll have my doctor check my thyroid levels because thyroid problems can lead to lower milk production. Since the whole thing seems linked to my monthly cycle, I don't believe my thyroid is involved, but it's the only thing I can think to check. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am still pumping once or twice a day, just to keep things going. Grace nurses when she wants to: to fall asleep at night, to wake up in the morning, and a couple of times during the day. We are now officially waiting for a baby to adopt, so I want to make sure I don't stop lactating before that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;On a happier breastfeeding note, I discovered two long-term &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;breastfeeders&lt;/span&gt; at one party :) It was held at the home of a friend who nurses way past a year. She has a five month old right now, and one of the other women asked if she was breastfeeding her. My friend started to talk about how long she nursed her other children, and I could tell by her face that she was expecting negative comments. To both of our surprise (and delight), the woman told us that she nursed both of her boys until they were three. Then the other woman at the table mentioned that she nursed her daughters past their second birthdays! That led to a discussion about the ignorance we've all faced because of breastfeeding. What really made me happy about this exchange is that the two moms were not like me. They are much more conservative and are completely religious. It's nice to see that long-term breastfeeding is important to a larger range of people. It is sometimes easy to assume that only people exactly like me share my values, and exchanges like this serve to remind me not to be too quick to judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-6600368482406273488?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6600368482406273488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=6600368482406273488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6600368482406273488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6600368482406273488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/hormones.html' title='Hormones'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-6129606887864247068</id><published>2008-11-09T23:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:28:19.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This the New Normal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, nursing is still not regular. Grace is asking to do it more than she was for a week, and it is tolerable most of the time. I have been pumping a bit because my breasts feel sort of deflated. I can't tell if supply dropped and caused the weirdness or if her nursing less caused the low supply. Nothing like this happened with either of the other two, so I'm at a loss. La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leche&lt;/span&gt; League wasn't much help, which surprised me because they have always been a great support. The volunteer who answered my questions mentioned that Grace may be ready to wean. That's all well and good, and I am totally for child-lead weaning, but the strangeness is happening to me. She wants to nurse more again, and it's still not normal for me. That leads me to believe that I am the one with the problem. I get that a woman's body sends her signals on when to do certain things; that's why it felt painful and weird to nurse while I was pregnant (not that some women don't swear by nursing while pregnant and then tandem after the birth). I went with my body on those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occasions&lt;/span&gt;. I have no reason to think that my body needs me to stop at this point. I guess I'll just have to give it more time and see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Grace has happily timed this stress to coincide with dropping her only nap of the day. I am now faced with a cranky toddler from about six until nine-thirty, when she falls asleep. No one else goes to bed that early, so it becomes a delicate dance to keep her asleep until we all go to sleep. If she wakes up, she's ready to go for hours. Last night (Saturday), she fell asleep at nine-thirty and woke up at eleven-thirty. She was up from then until two in the morning! Not great for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I keep hoping that things go back to the way they were, but I'm beginning to wonder if this is the way they are going to be from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-6129606887864247068?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6129606887864247068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=6129606887864247068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6129606887864247068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6129606887864247068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-this-new-normal.html' title='Is This the New Normal?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-2838766554922200771</id><published>2008-11-03T23:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:02:51.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoke Too Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, so things are not back to normal. After I posted the last time, the nursing felt "off" again. I bought a pump in case Grace is weaning so that I can keep up a minimal supply to make breastfeeding the new baby a possibility. The thing is that I can't tell what's going on. Sometimes I think she's latching wrong and other times I think it's all my perception. It seems a bit better today, and my period is almost over. I hate that Grace seems hesitant to ask me to nurse sometimes, which I attribute to the way I've been freaking out. I have tried to keep it from her, but she knows that things aren't the same right now. I guess I'll have to see how it goes once my period is completely finished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've done a lot of reading in the past week, and apparently it's fairly common for toddlers to go through phases where their latch is off. It seems more usual when the mom has been gone for a few days, which is not the case with us. If Grace is ready to wean, then I don't want it to end on a sad note. Of course, if it kept going on perfectly for both of us, then I guess she'd never stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-2838766554922200771?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2838766554922200771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=2838766554922200771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2838766554922200771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2838766554922200771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/spoke-too-soon.html' title='Spoke Too Soon'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4343218782927897215</id><published>2008-10-30T13:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:12:21.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Challenge Yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just went through the worst three breastfeeding days I've ever experienced...Every time my daughter latched on, I had the creepiest, crawl-out-of-my-skin, hormone-filled anger feeling. It was awful. It felt like she wasn't doing it right anymore. It also felt like there was no milk coming out. I felt a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt; thing when I was nursing her brother and was newly pregnant with her, so I'm sure it is all hormone related. My period started yesterday, so I'll blame that for the hormones. Usually, my breasts are sore about a week before my period. That didn't happen this time; I just ended up with this nightmare feeling. It's been extremely upsetting because not only do I not plan to wean her cold-turkey, but I need a milk supply to make breastfeeding the adopted baby feasible. The pressure I was feeling during the past few days was horrible. It was like I couldn't even remember what normal nursing felt like, and I've been doing it for years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Luckily, today is back to normal. Grace has actually nursed quite a bit; I think she's making up for the past few days. I hope this doesn't happen again next month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4343218782927897215?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4343218782927897215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4343218782927897215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4343218782927897215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4343218782927897215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/biggest-challenge-yet.html' title='Biggest Challenge Yet'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-9174741227572929329</id><published>2008-10-27T00:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:17:06.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is My Head in the Milky-White Clouds?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As Grace grows older, I become more paranoid about having enough of a milk supply to breastfeed our adopted baby (whenever that blessed event happens). I am second-guessing our timing, but truthfully I didn't want Grace to be younger than this when she becomes a big sister. I was just reading an online post about adoptive moms and building up supply. Am I crazy to think that I can do this without buying supplements from Canada or Asia and pumping round the clock for months before? I think I've bucked the nursing trend already because I do not own a pump and have managed to breastfeed three babies/toddlers long-term without needing bottles. If I can do that, then can I do this? I know that it will take a little while to build from the supply necessary for a two year old to what's needed for a newborn. Since the baby will be formula fed for its first five days, I figured that I would continue to supplement that way until my supply built up. I've begun to wonder if I shouldn't go out and get a pump to have a frozen stash of milk to put in those bottles. The thing is that even though we've been working towards this for years and seriously going through the steps since June, it doesn't feel real yet. I fantasize about picking up a baby at the agency's office, but it still doesn't feel like something that will happen. Pumping from now on kind of feels like a jinx. I certainly don't want to look back to this time when I could have been doing something and regret my choices...I guess I'll be doing some comparison shopping for pumps. The few times I ever used one with my first baby (for like a month before I realized that I had no need for it), I didn't get much milk at all, even though I had an ample supply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;How did wet nurses do it anyway? I've read that they made sure to have the baby drain each breast completely, but I don't fully understand that. If my kids kept nursing after I was "empty" my breasts simply filled up again. Regardless, wet nurses in the past did not have access to hospital-grade double pumps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps I'll buy a scale to weigh the baby before and after feedings to make sure he or she is getting enough. I guess I was wrong about not needing to buy any new things for the baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-9174741227572929329?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/9174741227572929329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=9174741227572929329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/9174741227572929329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/9174741227572929329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-my-head-in-milky-white-clouds.html' title='Is My Head in the Milky-White Clouds?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5770386400553003460</id><published>2008-10-20T18:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:25:44.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Invisible Lobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This election season, we've heard lots about the importance of healthcare and its impact on the economy. Both candidates have mentioned prevention as a method of bringing down healthcare costs for individuals and as a way of lowering premiums for everyone. I have no expectation of ever hearing breastfeeding mentioned in a presidential election, but low breastfeeding rates do play into the overall health of our children aka future adults. Breastfed babies come down with fewer colds, they are less likely to develop childhood cancers, adult cancers, autism, high blood pressure, obesity, and the list goes on and on. Therefore, I don't think it's a stretch to proclaim that formula contributes to higher rates of those diseases and conditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where are the government pro-breastfeeding campaigns? I've heard of them, but it was mostly in the context of people complaining that they were making formula feeding moms feel bad. Instead, we have campaigns (based on mattress manufacturer's data) to stop co-sleeping, which has been shown to have a positive impact on long term breastfeeding success. Of course no one wants a baby to be accidentally killed by a parent during the night. There should definitely be safety campaigns, but they should focus on ways to co-sleep safely, not on ways to avoid it altogether. Most victims of SIDS die in cribs; should we ban the beds? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When my nephew was born, his mom was in college, and his dad worked at a low wage job. They rented a house and mostly supported themselves. The baby was on Medicaid for his health care and my sister was on WIC (Women, Infants, and Children) to help pay for basic foods. She had to bring her baby in to the WIC office periodically to check on his weight and general health. One day, while my sister was in class, and I was babysitting,I took my nephew in for his appointment. He was six months old. The WIC woman asked me if he could hold his own sippy cup! I pointed out that he'd never had a sippy cup. I said that he was still breastfeeding and took bottles from his grandparents and myself. She would not let it go. According to her, he was behind if he couldn't hold his own cup. I didn't know much about breastfeeding at the time, but I knew that she was way off. I've since figured out how off. Every medical agency recommends nothing but breastmilk for the first six months, followed by the gradual introduction of solid food. Pushing cup use and acting surprised at the fact that a six month old was still nursing are not things that a public official who truly cared about the current and future health of an infant should do. The AAP recommends breastfeeding for at least twelve months. If that's the case, then in my opinion, a bottlefed baby should be allowed to use a bottle for at least that long. The need to suck does not go away just because a mom uses rubber instead of her breast. Furthermore, the World Health Organization recommends breastfeeding for at least the first two years. Their goals are to improve the lives and health of infants and children all over the world. An American baby on Medicaid and WIC is exactly the sort of child they want to help. I agree that WIC should help pay for formula but only after a real effort to encourage breastfeeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The answer, I believe, lies in the giant industry that is Infant Formula. I've already written about how they "wine and dine" doctors and other hospital employees. Who knows how far they would go to keep breastfeeding off of the official list of ways to improve the health of Americans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5770386400553003460?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5770386400553003460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5770386400553003460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5770386400553003460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5770386400553003460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/invisible-lobby.html' title='The Invisible Lobby'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5469152482236369063</id><published>2008-10-19T11:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:10:38.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Impending Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We are moving along (slowly) with our adoption plans, and that has lead me to obsess over a possible complication. I mentioned before that the social worker was caught totally off guard by my questions about the timing of placement and its impact on my breastfeeding our adopted newborn. That was back when I first contacted her via email to get info about her agency. I have not brought it up again because of her initial reaction. Since the agency has a firm policy of not placing babies until the biological mother has signed away her rights, which cannot be done before the fifth day, I researched my chances of breastfeeding a newborn who had only had bottles for his/her first five days. Everything I read and everyone I contacted (including La Leche League) agreed that it would not be a problem to switch a baby at that age from bottle to breast. That put my mind at ease that although it could take more work than initially nursing my biological babies, I could do this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we last saw the social worker, she mentioned (in relation to some other topic), "If the placement is delayed for a couple of days for some reason." Those reasons would be either the biological mother or father not signing to terminate their rights on the fifth day. That gives me a big challenge to think about. What if some mom chooses us to be the parents of her child, we accept, and then she or the father hold things up for another week or more? Being able to successfully breastfeed this baby is more than just a passing fancy for me. On the other hand, what would the biological mother, and more importantly, the social worker handling all of this, think if we backed out on the grounds that the baby might not be able to latch on after two weeks on bottles? She may wash her hands of us and refuse to show our book to any other moms. The poor woman who had made the difficult decision that we were the ones to raise her child would be left without a family for her baby and think that we were evil, selfish people. There are plenty of agencies and independent adoption scenarios that would allow us to bring our newborn home directly from the hospital "at legal risk" which means that the mom could change her mind until she signs the paperwork. We chose this agency for several reasons, and at the time, they totally outweighed the concerns of nursing a five day old for the first time. Hopefully, this is just me stressing about "what if's" and things will go like they should once we are matched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that has come out of me thinking about nursing and timing is, am I doing breastfeeding a disservice by keeping quiet? Shouldn't I, as an experienced breastfeeding mother and advocate of nursing, be trying to educate our social worker about the benefits of breastfeeding (both biologically and for the adopted child)? She deals with adoptive parents and pregnant women all day long; she's in a position where she should know about this topic. I could flood her with websites, doctor's opinions, and real adoptive mothers' experiences to educate her. Instead, I have kept my mouth shut since her initial surprised reaction. I don't want her to think of me as &lt;em&gt;that mom&lt;/em&gt; while she's writing her home study report and choosing which women to show our profile to. I think that makes me selfish, but this has been a long road, and I want to reach the baby at the end of it. Maybe I could give her all of that information after we've been placed with a baby. She could see how well it's going for us (fingers crossed) and read the information and come away from our adoption with new knowledge and acceptance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5469152482236369063?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5469152482236369063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5469152482236369063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5469152482236369063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5469152482236369063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/impending-challenge.html' title='Impending Challenge'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-7046001959274873156</id><published>2008-10-12T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:54:44.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursing vs Nurses</title><content type='html'>Priests are supposed to listen to all of the bad things you've done and keep it a secret. Defense attorneys are supposed to help you get off, even when they know that you've committed  a crime. Doctors are supposed to "do no harm" when they treat you. What are nurses supposed to do? I have had so many experiences with nurses who interject their own personal beliefs into their treatment of patients that it makes my head spin. Do they honestly not understand the position of power they hold in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;patient's&lt;/span&gt; eyes, or are they intentionally bullying sick people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2003, I woke up from a surgery to discover (by overhearing two nurses talking to one another) that my doctor had removed my entire ovary and a growth that could be cancer (it wasn't). When my family walked in, I began crying and asking my mom and husband what I was going to do about the baby. My son was nine months old, breastfeeding, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cosleeping&lt;/span&gt;. The surgery was supposed to have me out that same day, but now I was going to have to spend the night. The nurse turned to me, obviously ignored the tears in my eyes (or didn't care), and began berating me for still breastfeeding a nine month old! &lt;em&gt;She &lt;/em&gt;only nursed each of her children for four months, which apparently makes her an authority on the subject. It wasn't until my mom said something back that the woman stopped and told me that the baby could spend the night with me. What right did she have to tell me what to do? It had nothing to do with what she needed to do to care for me. She was unprofessional enough to believe that her personal opinions had any place in that room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to a week ago. My youngest was hospitalized overnight with an apparent asthma attack. After an hour in the ER, my husband took the other kids to the cafeteria. My two year old was feeling better after a breathing treatment and asked to nurse. Just after we started, two nurses came in to start her IV. One of them took Grace's arm and was searching for a vein when she realized that the baby was breastfeeding. She began giggling nervously and telling the other nurse that she hadn't realized what Grace was doing. From that moment on, she thought I was from another country. An hour or so later, Grace was nursing again (they did not bring her food until I asked three times) when the nurse came in. She said, "How often does she eat?" which I took to mean food, since I'd already asked about it several times. I guess I took too long to formulate an answer because the nurse started touching her own breasts and saying, "Breastfeeding," in a voice that indicated that I either didn't speak English well, or I was mentally slow. "Does she do it every two hours?" she asked next. She seemed surprised when I said that it was more like two to three times a day normally. I pointed out that she hadn't had any food to eat yet that day, and she was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was confident that the nurses on the pediatric until would be more aware and supportive of breastfeeding (I can be an optimistic idiot). Nope. The first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;respiratory&lt;/span&gt; therapist yanked the curtain around Grace's bed and snapped something about privacy the first time I nursed her there. You have to know that when I nurse in public, you cannot see one inch of breast. Obviously it wasn't what I was showing, it was what I was doing that bothered her. A different nurse was surprised that Grace both breastfed and ate a regular diet. Don't other toddlers drink bottles or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cups of cow's milk? Isn't it supposed to be an important part of their diet? Do nurses not know that it is milk that comes out of a woman's breasts? The entire night, I could feel waves of judgement and disdain coming off of the staff. It made my skin crawl, and I had to stop myself from turning Grace down when she asked to breastfeed when someone was in the room. What kind of a mother would I have been if I'd let pressure keep my sick baby from the comfort she needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers need to know that when they are under the care of nurses (at least in the two hospitals I've dealt with), do not be bullied into fitting into their worldview. Just because you nurse thinks that breasts are scary it does not mean that you shouldn't be breastfeeding. Don't let them force you to deny your child the very thing that comforts him/her the most. Understand that what they say is more often colored by their personal opinions than their professional knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to end by saying that I have met wonderful nurses who were supportive or at the very least, non-judgemental. The last labor and delivery nurse I had told me that she was still breastfeeding her two year old :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-7046001959274873156?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7046001959274873156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=7046001959274873156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7046001959274873156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7046001959274873156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/nursing-vs-nurses.html' title='Nursing vs Nurses'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-740411757494562245</id><published>2008-09-25T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:35:20.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Wonderful World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080925/ap_on_re_as/as_china_breast_feeding"&gt;Anyone ever read &lt;em&gt;The Lottery&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-740411757494562245?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/740411757494562245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=740411757494562245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/740411757494562245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/740411757494562245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-wonderful-world.html' title='What a Wonderful World'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5075421229745811365</id><published>2008-09-22T09:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:54:20.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Website</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://www.ibreastfed.com/"&gt;ibreastfed.com &lt;/a&gt;for inspiring breastfeeding stories and photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5075421229745811365?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5075421229745811365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5075421229745811365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5075421229745811365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5075421229745811365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/09/interesting-website.html' title='Interesting Website'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-1376498459441445523</id><published>2008-08-13T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T13:53:56.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Bitter Texan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We just returned a long vacation. It was all great except for our interaction with a woman from Houston with a chip on her shoulder so big, I was surprised that her tiny frame could carry it. She is some distant relative of my husband's; so distant that he had no idea who she was and had to ask his sister later. When she talked to him, she commented that she hadn't seen him since he was a small toddler. She then whispered, "And your mother was &lt;em&gt;nursing&lt;/em&gt; you," like it was a dirty secret she'd carried for thirty-four years. Why in the world did she even remember that? Obviously because it was so horrible to her that it stood out in her memory. More importantly, why did she think it was okay to say that him? Either he'd be grossed out (probably what she hoped) or he'd take it as a slight to his mother (he did). Our two year old didn't ask to nurse during the visit, but I was tempted to whip out a breast and offer it to her just to freak this Texan out ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If the breastfeeding reference wasn't obnoxious enough, the woman made nasty comments about Katrina refugees in Houston, "They're all on welfare." Something tells me that this woman is racist; it kind of goes with her general air of ignorance. I hope to never see her again, but if I do, there is a good chance that I'll be breastfeeding my black toddler...I have visions of her running screaming into the night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-1376498459441445523?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1376498459441445523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=1376498459441445523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1376498459441445523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1376498459441445523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-bitter-texan.html' title='One Bitter Texan'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5029195338738483660</id><published>2008-07-25T19:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:56:37.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Will People Say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had our first adoption meeting with the social worker yesterday, and it went better than I'd hoped. I was so nervous going in, but she was wonderful. I did not bring up breastfeeding my adopted newborn since we'd been over that already. I posted a while ago that when I broached the subject, she was surprised and said that she'd never had anyone mention adoptive breastfeeding before :( I have already researched whether or not the breastfeeding community believes that I could successfully nurse a baby who didn't come to me until he was five days old, and the consensus was that I could. Of course, this puts me on a timeline that other adoptive families aren't facing, which is that I want to adopt while my two year old is still nursing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I realized something the other day that had not entered my mind during the entire process of deciding whether or not we want to adopt. Our two main thoughts on this have been, 1) I want to breastfeed the new baby and 2) We will happily accept a baby of any race. Can you believe that until this week, I never wondered what people will think when they see me sitting at the park breastfeeding a black baby? I've been reading message boards for transracial adoptions to find out what other moms' experiences have been, and the breastfeeding scenario came to mind. Can you imagine the looks on the faces of southern Louisiana Good Ol' Boys to see a white woman nursing a black baby? Then imagine what will happen when that black baby is still nursing as a two year old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5029195338738483660?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5029195338738483660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5029195338738483660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5029195338738483660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5029195338738483660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-will-people-say.html' title='What Will People Say?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-2302165202041012063</id><published>2008-07-18T12:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:09:26.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Stuff That Mainstreamers Wouldn't Find Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My two year old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nursling&lt;/span&gt; has some new breastfeeding habits that I find charming, but mainstream parents would see as a reason to wean. She has learned to say, "My turn," to her brother and sister when she wants something (lick of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;popsicle&lt;/span&gt;, a toy, etc.). Of course, her English is sketchy, so it comes out as, "My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nurn&lt;/span&gt;," and is often shouted rather than said. She has begun to say, "My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nurn&lt;/span&gt;," when she wants to switch the breast she's nursing on for the other one. It cracks me up because it's always her turn when it comes to breastfeeding; she has no competition (until her hoped-for adopted newborn sibling arrives anyway). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, we shared a sweet nursing moment in Target. I had taken all of the kids into the Family Bathroom (a genius invention) to pee before we began shopping. While her siblings were taking turns with the toilet, Grace asked to nurse. I employed a trick I figured out long ago when I had a toddler who wanted to breastfeed but was too heavy for me to hold while standing up. I pulled down the plastic changing platform and sat Grace on it with her legs hanging off of the front. That way, I could stand in front of her and nurse without straining my back. I was looking down at her sweet little face, and she pulled off to say, "I dub &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;meemee&lt;/span&gt;," which translates to, "I love nursing," because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;meemee&lt;/span&gt; is her word for it. As soon as she'd said it, she latched back on :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-2302165202041012063?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2302165202041012063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=2302165202041012063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2302165202041012063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2302165202041012063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/cute-stuff-that-mainstreamers-wouldnt.html' title='Cute Stuff That Mainstreamers Wouldn&apos;t Find Funny'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5459458067872437192</id><published>2008-06-26T00:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:29:12.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Fertility Makes a Comeback</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've read lots of questions from moms on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; boards about when their periods will return after having a baby. I believe that the average length of time for a "true" breastfeeding mother is 14 months. In &lt;em&gt;Ecological Breastfeeding: Natural Child Spacing&lt;/em&gt;, the author outlines what she defines as ecological breastfeeding. It involves breastfeeding on demand, no bottles, no pacifiers (though I would argue about that), co-sleeping, and night nursing. I did all of that with the exception that two of my three had pacifiers for a few months in the beginning. Strangely, my fertility returned most quickly with my first, who didn't get a pacifier at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With Kathleen, my period started up again when she was 16 months old. I didn't get my period after Alexander's birth for 22 months. It took 21 months with Grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The little secret about having periods while still breastfeeding that I never read about happens to me the week before each one. My nipples become very sore; early pregnancy sore. I haven't really looked into the detailed reason; I know it is hormone related. Since it happens when I'm not pregnant, and therefore my body doesn't need to worry about sustaining a new life, I don't really understand the point. What is my body trying to tell me? Is it just a byproduct of hormones that serves no purpose? The pain totally goes away a couple of days before my period and doesn't come back for a month. I don't know anyone who has experienced this because the people I could ask didn't nurse this long, and the people I know who have nursed this long aren't ones I want to ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's strange how moms won't talk about some things. I wish someone had told me how much it would hurt to breastfeed in the beginning, but all of the things I read said that if it hurts, then something is wrong. I had pain with my first two children that was intense, but only lasted two days. I had none with my third. I tell friends that it may hurt a lot, but if things are going well, it won't last long. I think telling them that it won't hurt is wrong. Pretending everything is always rosy never helped anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5459458067872437192?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5459458067872437192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5459458067872437192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5459458067872437192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5459458067872437192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-fertility-makes-comeback.html' title='When Fertility Makes a Comeback'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-3532304692839602138</id><published>2008-06-24T13:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:41:15.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The NICU: How It Hurts to be Helped</title><content type='html'>My firstborn spent her first five days in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;. I am still surprised that I managed to begin and continue breastfeeding under those circumstances, even though it was almost eight years ago. It bothers me to know even after all that time, breastfeeding in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NICU's&lt;/span&gt; still isn't what it should be. I have read journal articles in periodicals directed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; professionals detailing the benefits of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt; and the act of breastfeeding itself to premature and sick newborns. I have read instructions to these professionals on how to better facilitate and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;accommodate&lt;/span&gt; breastfeeding mothers. Unfortunately, I have not seen much change in the&lt;br /&gt; behaviours of these professionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that it is easier to measure the input of formula when you are trying to get an preemie to gain weight. I understand that things flow more smoothly for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; when babies are on fixed feeding schedules. I understand that mothers constantly being underfoot can be a nuisance in the unit. I also understand that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt; is highly superior for all infants, including premature ones. I know that skin to skin contact is very important for babies to gain weight, regulate their temperatures, steady their breathing, and bond with their mothers. Did you know that premature babies are at a much higher risk for child abuse later on? The thinking is that their mothers aren't as bonded to them as they would be had the child not been kept away from them by medical necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If breastfeeding was truly believed to be important by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; professionals across the country, then there would be changes made in the way it is approached. I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; right now. Her mom is dedicated and nursing and pumping so that she can breastfeed her daughter. She is being undermined by the staff, whether she recognizes it or not:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is allowed to nurse her baby every three hours. Breastfed babies should be allowed to nurse as frequently as they want. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Breastmilk&lt;/span&gt; is much more easily and quickly digested than formula, yet this baby is being fed on a formula schedule. What a shock; she isn't gaining enough weight, in fact she's losing more than they would like. What is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; to do then? They give her bottles of pumped milk, which they have now decided to fortify with formula.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She was told to pump before coming in to nurse the baby. That means that the premature infant who everyone is so concerned about losing weight and using too much energy has to work harder to stimulate the let-down because any of the milk left over from the last feeding has already been pumped out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is very hard as the mother of an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; patient to recognize the fraud when a nurse tells you why they want you to do this or that. You know that they want to heal your child and send her home with you, and you want to do everything they say will help the baby reach that goal. You don't want to cause trouble, and you don't want to say things that they might dispute. The thing that every pregnant woman should understand before she has her baby is that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; isn't trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;deceive&lt;/span&gt; you. They aren't sneaking around to make breastfeeding difficult or impossible for you. They honestly don't recognize breastfeeding as having the value that it truly does, so they aren't working hard to preserve it. In a society that assumes that all babies will eventually be on bottles of formula anyway, they don't see a reason to fight that eventuality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-3532304692839602138?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3532304692839602138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=3532304692839602138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3532304692839602138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3532304692839602138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/nicu-how-it-hurts-to-be-helped.html' title='The NICU: How It Hurts to be Helped'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-521998175471220690</id><published>2008-06-21T00:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:27:34.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Becomes Artificially Important</title><content type='html'>The other day, my mom reminded me that "they" now say that newborns should sleep with pacifiers to prevent SIDS. She is a healthcare professional who works with preemies and other sick babies. I didn't bother pointing out the reason that "they" recommend pacifiers at night because it has fallen on deaf ears before. Babies who sleep beside their mothers (as is natural) do not sleep as deeply as babies alone. They breathe in rhythm with their moms, they share sleep cycles with each other, and they nurse more often than if they were in another bed. All of this helps to prevent them from stopping breathing in their sleep (sleep apnea), which is something that lots of newborns do, especially premature ones. Since we aren't supposed to sleep with our babies, they sleep more deeply, and more die of SIDS because they don't wake up and start breathing again (one suspected cause of the horrible syndrome). If a newborn has a pacifier in his mouth, then he will suckle in his sleep and keep from falling so deeply that he might stop breathing. So now, your baby should sleep with an artificial nipple, even though it is taking the place of your own nipple and warmth and breathing that are supposed to keep him alert enough to live through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It drives me insane that it is being promoted as a new way of saving babies, just like the "Back to Sleep" campaign. It definitely saved babies' lives, but it wouldn't have been necessary if people still slept beside their infants to begin with. A breastfeeding, co-sleeping newborn does not ever sleep on her stomach; she couldn't nurse if she did. Babies sleeping alone on their stomachs sleep much more deeply than their backsleeping counterparts. I feel like some day there will be a breaking scientific discovery that co-sleeping helps prevent SIDS. The news channels will be full of "experts" debating why this is true and why no one knew about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in a society where scientific studies show a reduction in SIDS when the mother breastfeeds and sleeps with the baby at least in her room, yet has a majority of mothers using formula and putting their babies to sleep in another room, can be so frustrating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-521998175471220690?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/521998175471220690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=521998175471220690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/521998175471220690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/521998175471220690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/natural-becomes-artificially-important.html' title='Natural Becomes Artificially Important'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4581833307350432426</id><published>2008-06-14T11:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:22:08.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertising Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFCchwHjBfU/SFPxdxNaxxI/AAAAAAAAALY/DbIfxDS5MHc/s1600-h/insane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211774687525914386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFCchwHjBfU/SFPxdxNaxxI/AAAAAAAAALY/DbIfxDS5MHc/s320/insane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This ad showed up at the top of a bulletin board for mothers that I frequent. What it should say is: Breastfeeding + Supplementing = Weaning. The same companies who come up with this advertising are the ones that send Formula Reps (think Drug Company Reps, only slimier) to wine and dine doctors. If you are a doc who wasn't given any training or facts about breastfeeding in medical school, and then you get perks and meals from an attractive man or woman in a suit who tells you all about the benefits of their formula, what's going to happen? You end up on a "health" channel telling new moms that sometimes you "need to supplement".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do new moms really need FREE tips, FREE advice, and FREE product samples from a FORMULA company? What are the tips and advice? Switch as soon as possible from your healthy, free source of infant milk to our less-healthy, expensive stuff? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4581833307350432426?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4581833307350432426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4581833307350432426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4581833307350432426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4581833307350432426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/advertising-genius.html' title='Advertising Genius'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFCchwHjBfU/SFPxdxNaxxI/AAAAAAAAALY/DbIfxDS5MHc/s72-c/insane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-7666227566594803090</id><published>2008-06-13T15:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:05:51.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoption Entry 1</title><content type='html'>As it turns out, my husband and I are not just talk. We are nearly finished with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-application paperwork with the Volunteers of America adoption program! In fact, the only hold up is a current family picture, which we plan on taking tonight. My goal is to mail out the info on Monday. We had to fill in all sorts of information about us, our children, our house, our parents, and our siblings. We also had to go through a checklist they call the "Comfort Level Assessment" on which they listed everything from drug use to letting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;birthmother&lt;/span&gt; know our whole names. It really makes you think when you are presented with a checklist for your ideal child. Part of me thinks that you take what you get because that's what happened when we had our three children naturally. On the other hand, I would have given a lot when I was pregnant for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt; that my unborn baby was healthy. It has taken us almost a month to fill that form out, but I think we're finally ready to commit to our choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step involves the VOA deciding that we meet their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;criteria&lt;/span&gt; for adoptive parents. If we do, then I believe we will schedule an interview with the adoption coordinator to discuss our Comfort Levels in more detail. After that, we go through a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;homestudy&lt;/span&gt; with a social worker. Once we are approved by the SW, then we wait. We will probably have to submit a "Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Birthmother&lt;/span&gt;" letter for pregnant women to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pursue&lt;/span&gt; while searching for the best family to entrust their babies to. How in the world do you write that letter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We aren't limiting our search to babies of any specific race, and from previous inquiries into this area, I have deduced that the wait might not be that long once we are approved. They warn you that it could take two years, though. As I am still nursing Grace and hope to nurse the new baby too, I hope things move fairly quickly once we start the ball rolling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-7666227566594803090?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7666227566594803090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=7666227566594803090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7666227566594803090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7666227566594803090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/adoption-entry-1.html' title='Adoption Entry 1'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-7448004391632711128</id><published>2008-06-11T10:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:01:19.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insufficient Training Syndrome</title><content type='html'>I've never watched the Discovery Health Channel's &lt;em&gt;Deliver Me&lt;/em&gt; before yesterday, but I see it advertised all of the time. I swear that I don't watch TV only to catch people sharing misinformation, but there is just so much of it out there that I can't escape it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the episode I was watching last night, a woman came in for her postpartum check up with one of the doctors. She said something about the baby wanting to nurse all of the time (I didn't catch the exact phrasing since my kids were playing a tickle game). Rather than explain that newborns need to eat at least every two hours (no one wants that to be true, but it is), the OB told her that some moms just don't make enough milk to satisfy their babies and NEED to supplement with formula.  Then she said what I consider to be her real reason for the incorrect statement, "I had to supplement both of my boys with formula because sometimes I just didn't make enough." There you go: she can't admit that she did anything wrong, so she passes off her own inaccurate logic on her patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I've blogged before about the purely western &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;phenomenon&lt;/span&gt; of "Insufficient Milk Syndrome" which mysteriously only occurs in places where formula is widely available...Read the section in &lt;em&gt;Our Babies, Ourselves &lt;/em&gt;about it to understand that it isn't really something that happens. To be sure, there are medical conditions and plenty of medications that can cause a woman's milk to dry up a bit. If the OB on the show had begun to investigate a true cause for this woman's low supply, which she never even established that the woman had to begin with, then I would have believed that she knew what she was talking about. A newborn nursing every couple of hours (or even every hour at some point) DOES NOT mean that the mother doesn't have enough milk. The baby could be going through a growth spurt or the mom could have gotten so out of sync with her baby's feeding needs that she was only giving him the low-fat early milk and never the high-fat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hind milk&lt;/span&gt;. Did this doctor look into any of that? Supplementing leads to lower milk production! All she did was speed up the weaning process for this mother and possibly countless other mothers watching the show. The less the baby nurses because it's getting full of synthetic milk, the less milk the mom's breasts will make. It's SUPPLY AND DEMAND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a good quote on &lt;a href="http://www.kellymom.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kellymom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about doctor's education about breastfeeding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, very few physicians trained in North America or Western Europe learned anything at all about breastfeeding in medical school. Even fewer learned about the practical aspects of helping mothers start breastfeeding and helping them maintain breastfeeding. After medical school, most of the information &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellymom.com/newman/18MD_unsupportive.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;physicians&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; get regarding infant feeding comes from formula company representatives or advertisements.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's truly awful that in this age of cancer, obesity, diabetes, and all sorts of other problems, doctors are not being educated about breastfeeding, when not breastfeeding has been linked to all of them. Don't listen to your doctor about anything connected to breastfeeding without first researching his/her advice first. The La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Leche&lt;/span&gt; League is not out to trap you, they have lots of info that you need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-7448004391632711128?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7448004391632711128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=7448004391632711128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7448004391632711128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7448004391632711128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/insufficient-training-syndrome.html' title='Insufficient Training Syndrome'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-3314369208137288193</id><published>2008-06-03T10:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:43:02.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up With Hospital Gowns?</title><content type='html'>I just emailed my sister-in-law a list of things I found necessary to pack for my trips to the hospital to have a baby, and one of the items I listed was a &lt;a href="http://www.motherhood.com/mastercategory.asp?id=9972003&amp;amp;Category_Id=2003&amp;amp;MasterCategory_Id=997"&gt;nightgown&lt;/a&gt; that allowed access to her breasts. It never occurred to me when I was expecting my first child that hospital gowns would restrict breastfeeding. I delivered at a facility with a reputation of being strongly pro-breastfeeding, yet their gowns made it a choice between bottles or sitting half naked in a room full of friends and relatives. Expecting a brand new mother to choose between her family's adoration of her new baby and sitting alone nursing said baby is too much; in her condition, she might be having trouble remembering where she is ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you haven't had the pleasure of ever wearing a hospital gown, they go all the way up to your neck and tie in the back. The only way to get to your breasts is to untie the back, which leaves the back flapping in the wind, and pull at least one arm out of the sleeve. That leaves nothing covering the top of your breast. If you thought to bring a robe with you, you can get more coverage by wearing it, but it still takes two people to get you set up to nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that hospitals should either offer nursing-friendly gowns to new mothers. Since they currently don't, your doctor should suggest that you bring your own nightgowns. I've seen them listed in some pregnancy books as things to pack, but the majority of the ones I've read didn't mention a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all nursing nightgowns are created equal, though. My mother-in-law bought me one when I had my first baby, and I was given a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt; one when I had my second. They were the type that have two large openings in the front which are supposed to stay closed because of a pleat at the top of each. Maybe that works if you're a size 2 after you deliver, but real women still have a belly in the hospital after the baby is born. That pulls the holes open, and I spent the entire time with both having to check the openings to make sure my entire sad stomach wasn't exposed to my visitors. Forget walking around in them. A quick search of Motherhood Maternity's online selection of nursing nightgowns reveals that they no longer sell that type (at least on their website). There are plenty of attractive and modesty-protecting gowns out there. With my third baby, I brought along two regular nightgowns that buttoned up the front. Underneath, I wore a soft, sports-bra type nursing bra that was loose and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to pack at least two because things can be messy after delivery, and you don't want to end up back in a hospital gown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-3314369208137288193?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3314369208137288193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=3314369208137288193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3314369208137288193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3314369208137288193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-up-with-hospital-gowns.html' title='What&apos;s Up With Hospital Gowns?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4965462935601494998</id><published>2008-05-30T16:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:41:11.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Up to Almost 7 Years</title><content type='html'>My youngest is two years old today, which puts my total years of nursing babies/toddlers to almost seven years! She's still going strong, which is good because we are going ahead with our plans to adopt a new baby :) Hopefully, things will move along at a pace that will allow me to breastfeed the newest addition to our family too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4965462935601494998?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4965462935601494998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4965462935601494998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4965462935601494998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4965462935601494998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/now-up-to-almost-7-years.html' title='Now Up to Almost 7 Years'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-8846367815322336570</id><published>2008-05-27T12:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T12:04:57.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better and Better</title><content type='html'>Read about a new &lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/topics/lifestyle/parenting/story.html?id=ad4ca15e-8df7-4e8d-b17b-6b4a9e613188"&gt;Canadian study &lt;/a&gt;that links higher IQ to exclusive breastfeeding that is apparently the largest ever conducted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-8846367815322336570?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8846367815322336570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=8846367815322336570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8846367815322336570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8846367815322336570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/better-and-better.html' title='Better and Better'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5325156497800492304</id><published>2008-05-26T10:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T10:34:29.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastic Nature</title><content type='html'>I was flipping through &lt;em&gt;Wondertime &lt;/em&gt;magazine yesterday and came across an ad for a "European Inspired" &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/602-6754970-1391067?ASIN=B000QIJ020&amp;amp;AFID=Froogle&amp;amp;LNM=B000QIJ020Prince_Lionheart_Bath_Tub_BlueWhite&amp;amp;ci_src=14110944&amp;amp;ci_sku=B000QIJ020&amp;amp;ref=tgt_adv_XSG10001"&gt;baby bath&lt;/a&gt;. It was so gimmicky that it made me a bit sick, but that phrase was nothing compared to the tag line at the bottom of the ad. It claimed that the bath made the baby feel like she was back in her mother's womb. Really? Do babies need to feel like they are in the womb to have a bath? Did my womb feel like a plastic bucket full of soapy water? How many babies did they survey to come up with their claims ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It constantly surprises me that a country so firmly entrenched in unnatural baby and child rearing practices still tries to claim that it wants natural experiences/products for their babies and children. Is it so important to a mother who feeds her baby synthetic food out of a bottle that bath time remind her baby of before it was born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note, I read an article about the negatives of Similac's organic baby food. Apparently, it's the only formula on the market that uses cane sugar to sweeten it. Pediatricians are horrified because it makes the babies only want super sweet things, it's worse for their teeth, and because an early sweet tooth can lead to childhood obesity. There are claims that they are doing it to get babies addicted to the sweetness and beat out the competition (Baby Crack anyone?). The mother they profiled in the article was a joke. In the first lines, they say she is a natural mother and proud of it. They go on to say that as soon as her baby was born, she went straight for the organic Similac because it was natural. WHAT? If she was truly a natural mother and she had a real, pressing reason to feed her newborn anything other than breastmilk, wouldn't she have mentioned it? If it were me, I would have felt obligated to lay out my medical reasons for having to choose formula because otherwise the term "natural mother" would seem like a lie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5325156497800492304?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5325156497800492304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5325156497800492304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5325156497800492304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5325156497800492304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/plastic-nature.html' title='Plastic Nature'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-1052792537313954521</id><published>2008-05-23T17:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:34:56.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>Check out this video about a &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/video/#/video/world/2008/05/22/riminton.china.breastfeed.hero.cnn"&gt;Chinese police officer &lt;/a&gt;who has nursed several earthquake victims to save their lives...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-1052792537313954521?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1052792537313954521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=1052792537313954521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1052792537313954521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1052792537313954521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-1590294745588487252</id><published>2008-05-19T14:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:50:25.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking Acts of a Loving Mother</title><content type='html'>I think I reached a new pinnacle of breastfeeding this past weekend at our local movie theater. The older kids and their nine year old cousin were all excited to see &lt;em&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/em&gt;, and so were Mom and Dad. We tried to plan our outing around which time would give us a chance of Grace falling asleep during the film. That all went out the window because she fell asleep in the car on the way (it took us two hours to end up at the theater twenty minutes from home, but that's another story). We bought our super-expensive tickets (the matinee now costs what the night show used to!) and hoped for the best. That was our first mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we were there thirty minutes before our movie's start time, the seats were packed. The only row that would fit all six of us was all the way at the top. We've sat that high with Grace before, and it was perfect. She could walk back and forth between her Dad at one end and me at the other without disturbing any strangers. With that in mind, I chose the seats that had others in front of them rather than the first two that opened directly onto the steps. That was our second mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the two youngest to pee before the movie began. Grace is smart enough to know that if she says she has to pee, we will take her the bathroom whether we believe her or not. The last movie she saw was &lt;em&gt;Horton Hears a Who&lt;/em&gt;, which she enjoyed watching. I hoped that the talking animals in &lt;em&gt;Caspian &lt;/em&gt;would hold her interest, but they did not. Just before the movie began, a teen aged couple came to sit in those last two seats above the stairs. That's when my error became apparent. Every time Grace asked to use the potty, we had to cross in front of the couple to walk down the stairs. Had we been sitting in those seats, it would have been an easy escape without bothering anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About twenty minutes into the movie, Alexander whispered that he had to pee, even though he went just before it began. Grace had already forced her father to take her out, so I had to tell my son that he had to hold it because I couldn't leave the other kids to take him to the bathroom. I was secretly hoping that my husband had given up and wasn't going to bring Grace back up to our seats, but alas, he showed up a minute later. She immediately began saying, "Uh Pee!" in a loud voice. I grabbed her, crossed in front of the young couple, and headed out of the theater with Alexander in tow. In the bathroom stall, he peed. I then asked Grace if she had to go, to which she said no. I sat down to pee, and Grace said, "Uh oh!" and looked down. Apparently she had had to go because the evidence was dripping out of her Cinderella panties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw away the panties because I had nothing with me in the bathroom to put them in. The little pants that matched her dress were a different story. I couldn't throw them out, so I rinsed them in the sink and dried them with the hot-air dryers. The entire time, Grace stood beside me lifting up her dress to expose herself. I kept muttering to Alexander to help keep his sister covered up, but she was relentless. Once her pants were dry, we started walking back to the theater. Grace was protesting the whole time, so I decided that I wasn't going to bring her back to our seats. I watched Alexander walk to the family to make sure that he was safe, and then I took Grace back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the next hour walking up and down the hall of theaters. Hearing twenty movies playing but not getting to watch any of them is a form of torture I'd never considered before. Even the teen aged employees had it better than me because I saw them occasionally ducking in to watch a few minutes of a show. Grace got tired after a while, so we sat on a bench. She seemed calmer, so I thought that maybe I'd be able to stand inside the theater and watch some of the movie. That lasted about a minute before she was calling for her Daddy and squirming, so back to pacing the hall we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, Grace got sleepy and cranky (her car nap had been too short). Where was a nursing mother to sit? Normally, the movies are great for that because the theater is dark. I have always taken babies to the movies without bothering people because they nurse to sleep in my lap. This was the first time that I was stuck on the outside with a sleepy/hungry baby. The toilets had no lids to sit on top of, and I was afraid of causing a commotion by going back into the theater. We ended up on one of the benches lining the hall. Since I'd expected to nurse in the dark, I wasn't wearing a tank under my shirt or anything. I sat sideways on the bench so that my exposed side was towards the wall. Grace's body covered everything else. I was feeling a bit like I was being risky, but the hall was empty. Just when Grace entered that dangerous phase of being mostly asleep but awake enough to freak out if I pulled my breast away, &lt;em&gt;Speed Racer&lt;/em&gt; let out...Fifty people, many of them with small, excited boys, trooped past me. I had no bag next to me (why that would have made it more comfortable, I don't know, but it would have), no person with me except for the nursing/sleeping toddler, a spotlight above my head. I didn't make eye contact with the families, but I heard some moms saying nice things or saying how cute Grace was. I know from seeing pictures of myself nursing that they probably had no idea that she was breastfeeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on display for about five minutes. I am proud to say that I didn't stop nursing, and that I had started knowing full well that there might be a deluge of people to witness it. It's all very well and good to say that breastfeeding is better, that letting a toddler self-wean is natural, that I have nothing to be ashamed of, etc. but it's another thing entirely to practice what you preach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-1590294745588487252?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1590294745588487252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=1590294745588487252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1590294745588487252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1590294745588487252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/shocking-acts-of-loving-mother.html' title='Shocking Acts of a Loving Mother'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-8732992747136060373</id><published>2008-05-16T22:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T11:25:04.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Potty</title><content type='html'>For months now, Grace has demanded to sit on the potty. I found it to be a drag because she didn't "do" anything on it, and she usually wanted to be naked to sit on it. That meant getting her dressed and undressed several times a day for no reason. She's not even two yet, so I didn't feel like she was ready to actually learn to use the toilet instead of her diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago, Grace refused to wear any clothes. Since we were going to be home all day, I indulged her. She ran to the potty every time she had to go. She even did the amazing "poo in the potty" that day. That makes her the youngest in the family :) At that point, I realized that her desire to stop wearing diapers wasn't something I should stifle. She's been either nude or in tiny panties ever since. We don't do &lt;em&gt;POTTY TRAINING&lt;/em&gt;, and I will not have a child sometimes in and sometimes out of diapers. I've known people who were training for over a year, which is crazy. Let them use the toilet when they are ready and be done with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she still nurses to sleep and sometimes at night, Grace's diapers have been dry. That's one of my biggest indicators that she's really ready to use the toilet. The whole night-trained vs day-trained thing is silly, in my opinion, and neither of my other kids used the potty regularly until they were already waking up dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that I am now on my second breastfeeding and potty trained baby. Before I had kids, I never imagined someone nursing a baby who didn't wear diapers anymore. Through my experiences I've learned something about the different effect of cow's milk rather than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt; on a small body. Alexander nursed to sleep and at night after he was out of diapers. He never once wet the bed. After he was weaned, he started to enjoy the occasional glass of chocolate milk. Anytime he had one after about 5pm, he would pee sometime in the night. It's gone on now for years, and he's only staring to grow out of it at age five and a half. This leads me to believe that all of the moms out there with one and two year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; drinking bottles of cow's milk instead of breastfeeding (who are day-trained to use the toilet but not able to hold it at night) are doing this to themselves. Maybe a cow milk drinker cannot hold it at night until they are much older, which is why you end up with giant-sized-night-use-only diapers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-8732992747136060373?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8732992747136060373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=8732992747136060373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8732992747136060373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8732992747136060373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/potty.html' title='The Potty'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4061775236386057810</id><published>2008-05-14T12:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:01:59.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Balancing Act</title><content type='html'>I once posted a comment on a message board about certain people's unnatural approach to parenting and was accused of being so one-sided that I must be raising my kids with a skewed view of the world (although my accuser didn't put it quite that way). I was even on a natural parenting site and totally agreeing with the original poster, so I'm not sure why I was singled out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conversation my seven year old initiated last night contradicts that rather excitable (and defensive) person very well. We were watching a show about two families who have sextuplets. Kathleen turned to me and said, "Well, that mom has a good reason to give her babies  bottles." She wasn't so "brainwashed" by my views to think that everyone who uses formula is "bad". I've always tried to teach her that there are reasons for people to use formula, but that most people do it because they want to without knowing that it's not the same as breastfeeding. We went on to discuss how hard it would be to nurse that many babies and that she wouldn't be able to make enough milk for all of them because people don't naturally have six at once. I pointed out that another mom of sextuplets I've seen on TV did manage to nurse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; for a while (with bottles of formula to supplement). I mentioned that rarely, a mom dies and formula is needed for her babies, and Kathleen chimed in that adopted babies need it too. I'm proud of the fact that she understands the difference between needing formula and choosing formula. I don't believe that a child whose mother was one-sided and judgemental would have come to that realization at the age of seven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4061775236386057810?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4061775236386057810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4061775236386057810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4061775236386057810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4061775236386057810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/balancing-act.html' title='Balancing Act'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-2494508939876046743</id><published>2008-05-10T09:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:06:29.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities?</title><content type='html'>I was just reading a well-researched &lt;a href="http://zrecs.blogspot.com/2008/05/z-report-on-bpa-infant-formulas.html"&gt;blog entry&lt;/a&gt; about the presence of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; in almost all formula containers currently on the market. The blog, &lt;em&gt;Z Recommends&lt;/em&gt;, has long championed the cause of removing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; from bottles and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cups. My question is, has anyone compared the potential harm the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; in formula cans can do with the harm that the actual formula can do? I'm guessing that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; don't want to start a controversy, and they are trying to serve the interests of formula-feeders, so they will never run that analysis. It just seems a bit strange to focus so much on the harm that formula cans and the bottles used to deliver the formula to the baby can do but to never mention that there is an alternative which is healthier in all respects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sort of like warning people that eating fast-food burgers out of a certain kind of package can cause heart disease but never bringing up the fact that fast-food burgers themselves can cause heart disease. Don't get me wrong, I think the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; are doing a great job informing people about which companies are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt;-free and working tirelessly to bring the issue to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;forefront&lt;/span&gt;. I just wish that they would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; mention that not everyone formula or bottle feeds. If you only read their blog, you'd come away with the idea that it's not in the realm of possibility for anyone to feed their infants anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-2494508939876046743?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2494508939876046743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=2494508939876046743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2494508939876046743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2494508939876046743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/priorities.html' title='Priorities?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-9220313373873903927</id><published>2008-05-07T13:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:49:24.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Either Way, We're Smarter</title><content type='html'>I just read the following article about a new study that claims to show more proof that breastfed infants are smarter than formula fed ones. It was interesting to see that babies who were given any formula at all ranked lower than ones who were exclusively breastfed. The study's authors don't claim to know exactly what makes the difference, whether it's in the milk itself, the act of nursing, or the fact that mothers who breastfeed long-term interact with their babies more and are themselves, better educated than formula moms. What's missing is something I've commented on before: breastfed babies &lt;em&gt;aren't&lt;/em&gt; smarter than formula fed babies. Breastfeeding is the biological norm, so breastfed babies are of normal intelligence. Formula fed babies are &lt;em&gt;less smart&lt;/em&gt; than breastfed babies. Until we start using phrases like that and drawing attention to the issue, people will continue to make excuses for their choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the article I read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breast-fed Children Smarter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new study provides some of the best evidence to date that breast-feeding can make children smarter, an international team of researchers said on Monday. Children whose mothers breast-fed them longer and did not mix in baby formula scored higher on intelligence tests, the researchers in Canada and Belarus reported. About half the 14,000 babies were randomly assigned to a group in which prolonged and exclusive breast-feeding by the mother was encouraged at Belarussian hospitals and clinics. The mothers of the other babies received no special encouragement. Those in the breast-feeding encouragement group were, on average, breast-fed longer than the others and were less likely to have been given formula in a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;The children in the group where breast-feeding was encouraged scored about 5 percent higher in IQ tests and did better academically, the researchers found. "Mothers who breast-feed or those who breast-feed longer or most exclusively are different from the mothers who don't," Dr. Michael Kramer of McGill University in Montreal and the Montreal Children's Hospital said in a telephone interview. "They tend to be smarter. They tend to be more invested in their babies. They tend to interact with them more closely. They may be the kind of mothers who read to their kids more, who spend more time with their kids, who play with them more," added Kramer, who led the study published in the journal Archives of General Psychiatry. The researchers measured the differences between the two groups using IQ tests administered by the children's pediatricians and by ratings by their teachers of their school performance in reading, writing, math and other subjects. Both sets of scores were&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;significantly higher in the children from the breast-feeding promotion group. Kramer said how breast-feeding may make children more intelligent is unclear. "It could even be that because breast-feeding takes longer, the mother is interacting more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the baby, talking with the baby, soothing the baby," he said. "It could be an emotional thing. It could be a physical thing. Or it could be a hormone or something else in the milk that's absorbed by the baby."&lt;br /&gt;Copyright Reuters &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-9220313373873903927?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/9220313373873903927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=9220313373873903927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/9220313373873903927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/9220313373873903927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/either-way-were-smarter.html' title='Either Way, We&apos;re Smarter'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-7570818453515366447</id><published>2008-05-06T23:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:03:07.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursing Milestone</title><content type='html'>We just returned from a whirlwind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;road trip&lt;/span&gt; to Georgia for a surprise baby shower, and I noticed a shift in Grace's nursing. Until now, every trip we've taken has evenings filled with engorged and sore breasts because she didn't nurse as often during the drive as she does at home. I wasn't looking forward to experiencing it again, but apparently I was worried for nothing. The pain and over-filled breasts didn't happen. I realized that Grace has slowed down to the point that going five hours between sessions didn't have an effect on my supply. While it was nice to skip the discomfort, it made me a little sad. I know that it's the natural pattern and that she will still have days where she nurses often, but it's just one more change as she moves from baby to kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, it was yet another vacation where I breastfed in public in a new city and didn't face any discrimination or even dirty looks. I can't decide if it means that people are more tolerant or if I'm so discreet that they never know what I'm doing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-7570818453515366447?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7570818453515366447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=7570818453515366447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7570818453515366447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7570818453515366447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/nursing-milestone.html' title='Nursing Milestone'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-1269284875563628123</id><published>2008-04-28T11:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:49:47.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Memories</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning, my five year old son told me about a dream he'd had the night before. He said that the whole dream was just him nursing :) That's the first time he's said that. Whenever I've asked him if he remembers nursing, he says no. I have always been surprised by that since he nursed until he was almost three, but I guess it just goes to show that breastfeeding for a natural length of time will not cause children to become perverts (like I ever believed that anyway!). After he shared his dream, I told him that sometimes during the night, he sucks in his sleep. Years of falling asleep that way have had an impact, and I think that the memory of it helps calm him while he sleeps now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-1269284875563628123?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1269284875563628123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=1269284875563628123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1269284875563628123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1269284875563628123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-memories.html' title='Sweet Memories'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5594249481282585553</id><published>2008-04-24T15:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T16:09:38.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tip-Toe Time</title><content type='html'>A dear friend of ours just announced that his wife is pregnant, which is something they've both wanted for a while. I'm thrilled for them, of course, but now I find myself in murky water (and not just because I live in Louisiana). I don't know her well enough to predict whether she's planning on breastfeeding, on the fence, or determined to only ever use formula. Despite the fact that I write pro-breastfeeding/anti-formula opinions and facts in this blog, I don't cram my feelings down people's throats in real life. I had a friend who was expecting her first when my first was only a couple of months old. She came to town with her cute round belly and immediately announced that she'd never breastfeed in a million years. She had several excuses and didn't ask for help or advice, so I didn't say a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she had her daughter by induction, brought her home from the hospital and let her mother care for the baby for her entire first day and night home, never breastfed, and put the baby in daycare at six weeks (the income wasn't necessary, it's just what she and her husband wanted), I was an inferno of judgement, but I never let her know that. My husband and I talked up a storm about her choices, but I knew that she wasn't open to different ideas, so I didn't try and interfere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to visit another friend after she'd had her third baby. She nursed the first two, but I don't know how long it went on. She was trying to nurse this baby too, but admitted that she'd already begun introducing bottles (he was only six weeks old). She mentioned feeling nervous breastfeeding in public, and with two older kids, staying home all of the time wasn't an option. She mentioned that he seemed hungry afterwards too. She also worried because she occasionally brought him into her bed to nurse in the early mornings and thought that it was wrong. As we sat in her living room, me with my thirteen month at my breast and she with her newborn at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;her's&lt;/span&gt;, we discussed the difficulties she was facing. I gave her some advice and also recommended a couple of books (she's way into researching things). We don't live near one another, so I have no idea if my advice worked, but at least I put out there while she was feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receptive&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both of those cases, I knew the woman well enough to be able to judge what approach I should take. This mom-to-be whom I'm just getting to know is an enigma. I am working on finding a balance between being a helpful, experienced mom and a nosy, bossy woman who annoys her. I have learned that when it comes to first time parents and advice, it's always best to give it when they are still pregnant. Once a woman has her baby, she will cling tight to whatever choices she has begun to put into practice and will take it as an insult if you suggest she try something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5594249481282585553?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5594249481282585553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5594249481282585553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5594249481282585553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5594249481282585553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/tip-toe-time.html' title='Tip-Toe Time'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-496791197292202645</id><published>2008-04-18T11:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:32:44.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Phony</title><content type='html'>I don't generally base my decision on what movie or television show to watch solely on the actor's personal life (there are some exceptions to this rule). On many websites tracking every parenting choice of celebrities has become an obsession. Endless blogs and articles are written on the topic, and I don't usually read them. I just stumbled on some comments by Gwyneth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Paltrow&lt;/span&gt;, though, which I found very disheartening. After she had her first child, I saw her on a couple of late-night talk shows discussing motherhood. Much of what she said resonated with me. It was apparently an act; she's just like the rest of the Mainstream Mommies out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In talking about how she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suffered&lt;/span&gt; from postnatal depression (her husband is British, so she can't use the American term- postpartum depression) she claims that&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she may have suffered from postnatal depression because she immersed herself in motherhood following the birth of her first child, Apple. No nanny, no relaxing massages, no time for herself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! So apparently caring for the helpless, needy creature she brought into the world was the problem. What she should have done was give birth, dump the baby with a nanny, and go get a massage on her way home from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By her definition, all mothers throughout the history of the world must have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;suffered&lt;/span&gt; intense depression after the birth of their babies. I'm so glad that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Paltrow&lt;/span&gt; has hit upon the solution for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-496791197292202645?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/496791197292202645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=496791197292202645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/496791197292202645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/496791197292202645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-phony.html' title='Another Phony'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-3781771279504931752</id><published>2008-04-17T11:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:25:09.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take That Pediatric Dentists in Mandeville and Madisonville, Lousiana!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.medscape.com/viewarticle/569494"&gt;http://www.medscape.com/viewarticle/569494&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-3781771279504931752?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-8671318107379157960</id><published>2008-04-15T15:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:20:09.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Organic Infant Formula Ingredients Processed With Toxic Chemical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.prnewswire.com/cgi-bin/stories.pl?ACCT=109&amp;amp;STORY=/www/story/04-15-2008/0004792586&amp;amp;EDATE="&gt;Organic Infant Formula Ingredients Processed With Toxic Chemical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20080415/hl_nm/plastic_bottles_dc"&gt;Plastic bottle chemical may be harmful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-8671318107379157960?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8671318107379157960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=8671318107379157960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8671318107379157960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8671318107379157960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/organic-infant-formula-ingredients.html' title='Organic Infant Formula Ingredients Processed With Toxic Chemical'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-965701929333735293</id><published>2008-04-15T10:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T11:19:13.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes Someone a "Parenting Expert"?</title><content type='html'>I will preface this post by saying that I don't spend my day watching parenting shows on cable. I have been nursing babies for years now, and I often flip on the TV while they feed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would refer to a show who's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gimmick&lt;/span&gt; is featuring moms who are professional models as a source for reliable information about parenting, but &lt;em&gt;Runway Moms &lt;/em&gt;on Discovery Health is just that. The women are very health &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt;, which leads them to make good choices for their babies. There are lots of natural childbirths and I've never seen one episode where the mom didn't breastfeed her newborn. Several of the moms have talked about their careers giving them the opportunity to spend time with and raise their own children while still earning a living. Watching it, I actually forget that they are models with rich husbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other show about motherhood that I can recommend is &lt;em&gt;House of Babies&lt;/em&gt;, also on Discovery Health. I think they are only showing reruns and not filming any more episodes, but honestly how long can an alternative birth center that promotes breastfeeding last on a channel paid for by hospitals and formula companies (conjecture; I have no proof, just observations). The show is all about the &lt;a href="http://www.miamibirth.com/"&gt;Miami Maternity Center&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had watched a few episodes of the &lt;em&gt;Baby Diaries &lt;/em&gt;on the same channel before today, but this was the first one that got me fired up. The couple they were following were poster children for a rotten start to parenting. As soon as his wife and new daughter were asleep on their first night home from the hospital, the husband grabbed some beer and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;snuck&lt;/span&gt; up to his friend's apartment. What a winner! She made a great choice for the father of her children! That wasn't the horrible part, though. At the end of the first week, the mother announced that she didn't get the hang of breastfeeding and would never like to try that again. Did she see a lactation consultant? Did the TV show about motherhood help her find one? No, she bought a breast pump. She was struggling to get it to work so that she could feed her newborn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt; without having to nurse her. I will grant that her solution was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lightyears&lt;/span&gt; better than formula, but it isn't the same as breastfeeding (&lt;em&gt;Mothering Magazine &lt;/em&gt;had an interesting article two years ago about the development of a baby's facial muscles and bone structure being compromised by exclusive bottle feeding). This wasn't the horrible part either. The segment that freaked me out was the little talk by "parenting expert" Ann Douglas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a book co-authored by Douglas, and I'm bitter now that she earned a couple of my dollars. She said that pumping and bottle feeding were as good as breastfeeding (debatable, but not horrific). She then went on to say that if that didn't work out, then the mother should move on to alternative feeding solutions. Douglas made the statement that it's just as good a choice and that parents shouldn't be judgemental of other parents parenting decisions regarding all aspects of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;childrearing&lt;/span&gt; because "everyone has the baby's best interest at heart." She must be a god to those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; message board moms who attack anyone who questions another mom's actions/choices/philosophies. I would like to ask Ms. Douglas if it's wrong of me to judge my neighbors for letting their four year old range free across the entire neighborhood? Is it judgemental to worry that he'll drown in the pond? Am I wrong to wonder if he'll be kidnapped? Do I need to apologize to those parents for my thoughts? I'm sure that they only have his best interests at heart! So does the young mother in the next town whose newborn and fourteen month olds were both drugged to shut them up (newborn died). I'm sure that she shouldn't be judged. What about the parents on drugs arrested yesterday in the death of their three month old? Comments like Douglas's only serve to empower ignorant parents everywhere. There are many parenting styles and choices with equally valid justifications. To say that no one should judge anyone and that everyone cares about their babies/children is to sugarcoat bad parenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cousin who has made nothing but bad choices for her son. Not breastfeeding was actually the least of them (with the stuff she's putting into her system, he was truly better off with formula). She gave him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; round the clock for weeks at a time because he was "teething", she put him in a regular bed at ten months "because it was cute", she smokes around him, she gets drunk while caring for him, and now she's abandoned him. I promise you that moms like her listen to statements like Douglas's and use it as ammunition to anyone who dares question them. I've seen it in my own family, and it's rampant on parenting message boards on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. I might have been able to ignore the uneducated statement that formula is just as good as breastmilk if not for the added bonus of telling parents not to judge others for &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; of their parenting choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flipped the channel at that point to &lt;em&gt;The View&lt;/em&gt;. Sheri was talking about flying with her young son and his nanny to bring him back to LA from New York (talk about your part-time mothers). She said that he screamed for three of the six hours the flight took. I was sympathetic until she mentioned that he was strapped into his carseat the whole time. Gee, I wonder why he was crying? I guess it's judgemental to think that his mother or nanny should have picked him up. When he was born extremely prematurely, Sheri went on and on about God's miracle and her love for him. It is a well known statistic that kids who were premature infants have a much higher chance of being abused by their parents...Oops, sorry Ann Douglas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-965701929333735293?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/965701929333735293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=965701929333735293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/965701929333735293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/965701929333735293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-makes-someone-parenting-expert.html' title='What Makes Someone a &quot;Parenting Expert&quot;?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-1904302633077023453</id><published>2008-04-14T22:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:25:04.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistaken Evil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irinnews.org/Report.aspx?ReportId=77680"&gt;http://www.irinnews.org/Report.aspx?ReportId=77680&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I read this article today and was surprised to find something new in the world of formula companies to be shocked by. I know all about the companies (Nestle in particular) going into Africa and hooking babies on formula, which leads to their deaths (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;google&lt;/span&gt; it). This was a new atrocity, and I can't decide what is more awful: doing it on purpose to gain new customers or doing it on accident because they honestly don't understand the dangers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In case you don't want to read the article, I'll sum it up. Indonesia has discovered that after a natural disaster (like the big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tsunami&lt;/span&gt;), formula companies rush in to donate formula. They don't mention that bottles need to be sterilized, the water needs to be boiled first, or that there are certain amounts of powder you need to mix in. Babies and toddlers are dying of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;diarrhea&lt;/span&gt; and are becoming malnourished. Women who are breastfeeding at the time of the disasters are being convinced to give bottles, and by the time things have settled down, their milk is dried up. The government is calling for guidelines and rules for the next disaster: formula is only to be given to babies/toddlers whose mothers have died in the catastrophe or ones who were already being fed that way. They also have a national problem with a low breastfeeding rate because formula companies are advertising that their product is better for babies' brain development than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;!!! The government is also trying to hold the companies accountable to the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-1904302633077023453?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1904302633077023453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=1904302633077023453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1904302633077023453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1904302633077023453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/mistaken-evil.html' title='Mistaken Evil?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-6608036309186093494</id><published>2008-04-10T10:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:51:52.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time's Almost Up</title><content type='html'>At the end of next month, my youngest will turn two. It has just occurred to me that at that point, I will move beyond &lt;em&gt;slightly unusual &lt;/em&gt;to &lt;em&gt;strange&lt;/em&gt; in the eyes of most Western people. It's one kind of weird to nurse past a year in this society; it's totally nuts to nurse past two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my father, who is a staunch supporter of breastfeeding, thinks that two is the cut-off point. He's based that on the fact that when he was growing up in Iran, everyone nursed until the baby turned two. Then, the moms weaned cold turkey. They would put some bitter stuff on their nipples to make them taste bad to the poor, confused toddlers. From what I've found out about modern Iranian breastfeeding practices, formula companies have infiltrated. I doubt that nursing to two years of age is the norm anymore, at least in the big cities. My dad has mentioned, though, that his father apparently nursed until he was seven! He was an only child, which might explain it. He said that he never believed the story until I told him that the natural human duration of breastfeeding could extend that high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea when Grace will wean. The other two weaned when I got pregnant with the next baby, but we aren't planning on doing that again. Alexander weaned two months shy of his third birthday. Although I have no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;philosophical&lt;/span&gt; issue with breastfeeding a three year old, I'm not sure that I'm going to do it. I can't see forcing Grace to stop before she's ready, though, so I guess I'll just have to take it as it comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-6608036309186093494?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6608036309186093494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=6608036309186093494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6608036309186093494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6608036309186093494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/times-almost-up.html' title='Time&apos;s Almost Up'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4808801957985701004</id><published>2008-04-08T15:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:11:52.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Head in the Sand as a Parenting Method</title><content type='html'>I was on a parenting message board yesterday doing some reading. I'm not sure why I still subject myself to the ignorance displayed on many of those boards, but it is interesting to see what "regular" moms are up to. Someone started a thread asking the other mothers if they were surprised to find out that so many parenting choices are controversial. She wanted to know what those controversies were; she says she's writing a research paper on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to read the responses, which all seemed benign. Women were listing the subjects that moms seems divided over, but no one was attacking another over her own choices. All in all, I found it amazingly civil for that forum. Then I got to another post by the woman asking the questions. She mentioned that when she became a mother, she was shocked by the debate over breastfeeding. She described going to a playgroup somewhere that had posters proclaiming &lt;a href="http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/02/interesting-breastfeeding-articles.html"&gt;"Breast is Best"&lt;/a&gt; on the walls. She was offended because she felt as though they were questioning her choice to formula feed, and stated that her decision was a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It strikes me that anyone who is offended by pieces of paper might not be as happy with her choice as she would like everyone (including herself) to believe. There is also the fact that breastfeeding is superior to formula feeding. I understand that there are actual circumstances where formula is necessary, but in most cases in our society, there is a choice involved. I am astounded at the great number of mothers out that who parent based on what their friends and relatives and baby-product-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sponsored&lt;/span&gt;-parenting magazines say instead of basing their choices on facts. Pretending that formula feeding has no down side is like sticking your head in the sand and ignoring the fact that our children's mounting health issues have nothing to do with the choices we make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an &lt;a href="http://www.wfaa.com/sharedcontent/dws/wfaa/latestnews/stories/wfaa080408_jh_ymcabreastfeeding.43b677b7.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; that fits that parenting model. A woman was asked to nurse in the bathroom of her YMCA instead of in the children's area. They told her that a toddler went home and "mimicked breastfeeding" and his/her parent complained. What kind of person is offended when her child pretends to do something so innocent and natural as nursing her baby? Is it really so awkward to have to explain breastfeeding to your child?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4808801957985701004?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4808801957985701004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4808801957985701004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4808801957985701004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4808801957985701004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/head-in-sand-as-parenting-method.html' title='Head in the Sand as a Parenting Method'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-6054323633581185099</id><published>2008-04-03T09:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:31:40.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labels That Divide</title><content type='html'>I have had it with parenting labels! The term &lt;em&gt;Attachment Parenting&lt;/em&gt; has always bugged me. I'm sure Dr. Sears didn't intend it to be annoying; he was trying to come up with a descriptive term for the parenting philosophy he advocates. What bothers me is that what people call AP tends to be what is natural and therefore &lt;em&gt;Normal Parenting&lt;/em&gt;. What Western proponents of AP call &lt;em&gt;Mainstream Parenting&lt;/em&gt; is actually far from the norm (bottle feeding, formula, solitary infant sleep, etc.). As with the label &lt;em&gt;extended breastfeeding, &lt;/em&gt;nature is losing out in the language wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a message board for AP moms, someone began a discussion about another parenting philosophy that I'd never heard of before. It's called &lt;em&gt;Consensual Living&lt;/em&gt;, and it involves respecting your children as they grow. The woman who was advocating it discussed how it works in her day to day life. It sounds pretty much like the way I'm raising my own kids. What makes me balk is the use of a label for it. The title makes it sound elitist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want subtitles for the way I parent. I don't want to have to explain an entire philosophy to strangers just because they don't understand breastfeeding or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cosleeping&lt;/span&gt;. I've read that doctors don't question formula feeding moms about their choice because they don't want to make them feel guilty. I think the same goes for moms who work outside of the home when their babies/children are small. I'm doing things a more natural way, so why do I have to explain it? Is it because I don't feel guilty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't speak for other moms who parent naturally, but I think I put out the extra effort because I hope that if more of us spoke up, then our choices would be seen for the normal decision that they are. I never saw homeschooling as an equally normal option until I started meeting moms who were doing it. At one point, when my oldest was three, fully half of the mothers I spoke with about school for their children had already or were going to choose homeschooling. It went from a fringe idea that I'd never considered to something completely acceptable in a matter of months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-6054323633581185099?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6054323633581185099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=6054323633581185099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6054323633581185099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6054323633581185099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/labels-that-divide.html' title='Labels That Divide'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-6846573070358704400</id><published>2008-03-26T17:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:47:21.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Update and the "Curse"</title><content type='html'>So out of my three new mommies with breastfeeding misinformation, one has made it! My cousin, who was pumping and wanting to start offering formula, is apparently only breastfeeding now. Her baby has doubled in size, and everything is going great. One out of three doesn't sound that wonderful, but I was quite sure that none of them were going to make it as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;breastfeeders&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the "curse", I never liked that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;euphemism&lt;/span&gt; for a woman's period before, but I get it now. I finally had my first postpartum period since Grace was born. Since I am not planning on having any more biological children, it really sucked to think that I will experience that for one out of every four weeks for another twenty years! That's one of the hidden (and very welcome) benefits of breastfeeding for a normal amount of time. With my first, I got a period when she was 16 months old, my second was 22 months old, and my third was 21 months. That's a lot of period-free months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to worry about things like timing and ovulation, but not for the happy reason of wanting a new baby. I do want another one, but through adoption, not a third c-section. I think it might be time for Daddy to visit his urologist....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-6846573070358704400?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6846573070358704400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=6846573070358704400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6846573070358704400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6846573070358704400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-update-and-curse.html' title='Happy Update and the &quot;Curse&quot;'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5187102699836352152</id><published>2008-03-24T20:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:04:50.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pediatric Dentists are Weaners part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'll set the scene: it was a beautiful spring day. I was eight months pregnant with my third child, and it was time for Kathleen to have her teeth cleaned and for Alexander to have his first dental checkup. My husband and I had been hyper vigilant about their teeth for years, so I had no worries as I took them into the brightly decorated pediatric dentist's office. No fear clouded my appreciation of the adorable mural painted on the waiting room wall or caused my heart to leap when my children's names were called. Sure, the circle the dentist had been "watching" on Kathleen's tooth now had a tan center, but I figured that one filling wasn't the end of the world. Boy, was I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both kids had x-rays done when we walked in the back. Then, Kathleen had her "cleaning". The assistant (I thought she was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hygienist&lt;/span&gt;, but she wasn't) basically brushed and flossed Kathleen's teeth (for which I was charged $98). There was no spinning, cleaning thingy like my dentist used on me. Then it was the dentist's turn. She quickly scanned my daughter's teeth and started calling out coded information to her assistant, who made notations on Kathleen's chart. I know that I heard the word "preventative" at least twice. When she was finished, she announced that Kathleen needed EIGHT crowns. Remember, she already has seven; all put in by this dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could register what she had said, it was Alexander's turn on the table. He was too young for a cleaning (since it wasn't a true procedure, though, I'm not sure why that was), so the dentist only looked at his teeth. My sweet two year old lay perfectly still and let her poke and prod his little mouth. She started spouting out codes again (including the word "preventative"). Then, that hideous woman informed me that my son needed SEVEN crowns on his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so shocked, I was speechless. I managed to ask why this kept happening and point out all of the steps we had been taking to avoid this. She smoothly started talking about weak enamel, finding the mysterious cause of it, a possible genetic connection, etc. Then she laid an even bigger whammy on me; she wanted to do all of the work under general anesthesia at the hospital (local surgery center instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Childrens&lt;/span&gt; this time). Kathleen was five years old! I have never heard of school-aged children being put to sleep for dental work. Alexander was two and a half, so it made a little more sense at his age. I knew the minute the words were out of the dentist's mouth, though, that there was no way we were going to do the hospital thing again. There are plenty of good, serious reasons to put your children to sleep, but this was not one of them. I still regret making the decision the first time, and I wasn't going to repeat that mistake. I asked about fillings (the cavities were on the sides of the teeth, so no fillings) and sealants to prevent this from happening in the first place(not an option for some reason).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I paid $200 for my kids' checkups, the secretary plopped a printout in front of me of the cost for the combined FIFTEEN crowns the dentist wanted. It was a whopping $8,000! Please believe that if my children ever &lt;em&gt;needed&lt;/em&gt; medical attention or treatments, cost would not be a consideration. The fact that I was feeling a growing dread at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;legitimacy&lt;/span&gt; of this dentist, the amount was ridiculous. I told the woman that I'd have to let them know what we were going to do, and walked out to the car (actually, I walked out to the minivan we had just purchased days before for only $5,000 more than the dental work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buckled the kids in, sat in the driver's seat, and wept. I could not understand what had gone wrong. I called my husband at work, and could barely talk because I was crying so hard. After I'd calmed down enough to drive, I went to my mother's house. There, I broke down again. Coincidentally, she was about to leave for her own dentist visit at the very dentist I used for myself. She calmed me down by saying that she'd bring the kids up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was gone, I began to really process the information. Hadn't the dentist claimed that Kathleen's problems were from breastfeeding at night? Well, my sweet baby was weaned between her diagnosis and her dental work. How could breastfeeding at night past a year have been the problem if we were facing the exact same thing now? Our old house had well water with no fluoride, which was also blamed for the earlier problems. Our new house had city water and Kathleen used a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fluoride&lt;/span&gt; rinse at night. We had taught Alexander to spit at his young age so that we could use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fluorinated&lt;/span&gt; toothpaste on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom came home and told me that the family dentist would see the kids for a free second opinion the next morning. I asked my husband to accompany us because I didn't want to face the bad news alone again. We were both a bundle of nerves as the dentist examined Kathleen's teeth. Guess what he said? She needed ONE crown, on the tooth with the circle. He also pointed out that it could have been FILLED a while ago before it became a cavity, even though it was on the side of her tooth. She had two other small cavities that were on her chewing surfaces of molars (the other dentist specifically said that they &lt;em&gt;weren't &lt;/em&gt;on the chewing surfaces) that could be filled easily. Alexander's exam was even more shocking; the dentist said that he couldn't find any tooth in his mouth that needed to be crowned by &lt;em&gt;any stretch of the imagination&lt;/em&gt;. He had three tiny cavities that could easily be filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. No mysterious cause, no genetic problems. Kathleen eventually went in for a real cleaning (it turns out that pediatric dentists don't use accredited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hygienists&lt;/span&gt;, but only assistants). She had one crown done in the office with local anesthetic and some laughing gas. She had her fillings done in like five minutes. Alexander had his cavities filled all in one visit; they were so tiny that the dentist didn't even need the drill (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Novocaine&lt;/span&gt;). We had sealants put on his other molars. The dentist was shocked by the other's diagnosis. He said that she was, "Just trying to pay her rent." By crowning the teeth, she was basically getting rid of them to avoid later cavities. She wanted us to risk our children's lives and pay her $8,000 for NOTHING. What was worse, we had already let her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;butcher&lt;/span&gt; Kathleen's baby teeth, and we now had no way of knowing what actually needed to be done at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the time Kathleen's teeth were ruined and the next horrible visit, we recommended the dentist for my nephew. Guess who ended up knocked out in a hospital getting crowns? When I started talking to other moms about this particular dentist, guess how many had been told that their children needed crowns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year after we started using our family dentist for the kids, I was in the surgery center's waiting room while my husband had a procedure done. I saw a family carry a drugged up toddler out to their car, but didn't connect the dots until I saw that evil dentist come out in her scrubs. She went over to a young couple a few chairs down from me. Do you know what she told them? That their daughter had cavities on the sides of her teeth, weak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;enamel&lt;/span&gt;, a possible genetic connection, etc. If their child's work hadn't already been done, I would have said something to them. I still wonder if I should have spoken up anyway. They may be facing the same thing in a year or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5187102699836352152?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5187102699836352152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5187102699836352152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5187102699836352152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5187102699836352152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/03/pediatric-dentists-are-weaners-part-3.html' title='Pediatric Dentists are Weaners part 3'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-418235459980148588</id><published>2008-03-21T10:12:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:03:55.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pediatric Dentists are Weaners part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So we decided, based on the information we were given, to go ahead and have Kathleen's teeth "fixed" at Children's Hospital by the second pediatric dentist we had seen. She had convinced us that seven of our baby's teeth were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; in need of crowns and that it was something vitally important to her health. Everyone we know wondered about the need to do something so drastic to baby teeth that were going to fall out anyway, but the dentist said that it would effect her permanent teeth and possibly harm her overall health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When I began to experience pain in my nipples when Kathleen nursed because of my pregnancy, I weaned her. Was it because of the pain? No, it was because the dentists had managed to plant a seed of doubt about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;breastfeeding's&lt;/span&gt; connection to our teeth problems. I used the pain as an excuse. Kathleen weaned without a tear or fuss, which is what allowed me to ignore the nagging feeling that I was making a mistake. Had she begged to continue breastfeeding, I would have given in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The emotional turmoil was the worst, but second place in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suffering&lt;/span&gt; was the cost of this torture. We have medical insurance, but not dental. The treatment ended up costing us close to $3,000 at a time when we were paying cash for my pregnancy (our medical insurance covers everything except for teeth and maternity). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We went ahead and made the appointment at the hospital. A week later, the secretary from the first dentist's office called to tell us that our appointment at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Childrens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was all set. I told her that we hadn't asked them to do that, or agreed to use their office. We couldn't believe the nerve of those people. Our last words to them were that we'd get back to them! It ended up causing us trouble because they had already gotten things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;preapproved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with our insurance company (they paid for the hospital and anesthesia) for their date, and it was a lot of work to switch it to the actual date of the procedure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't even like to think about the day Kathleen had her teeth destroyed. I remember the tiny hospital gown, handing my little baby to a nurse at the door of the OR, and her pitiful cry of, "Daddy," when we went in to see her in the recovery room. We went home after a couple of hours, and Kathleen was her usual sunny self by the next day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;At her next check-up (she was two by then), I pointed out to the dentist that there was a circle on Kathleen's canine. She said we would just have to watch it. We had always tried to brush Kathleen's teeth twice a day, but after this experience, I became a fanatic. Once her baby brother came along and got his own teeth (at eleven months), I included him in Mission Clean Teeth. If the kids fell asleep in the car on the way home from somewhere in the evening, I brushed their teeth while they lay sleeping in bed. I read up endlessly on food and drinks to determine what was safest. I discovered that black tea (hot or cold) protected teeth against cavities and that chocolate was the best candy because it didn't stick to the teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;In my research, I began to find article after article about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and teeth. It turned out that dentists were completely ignorant about the difference between a baby lying in bed at night sucking on a bottle of formula and a baby nursing to sleep at his mother's breast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The action of sucking milk from a breast is different than from a bottle because it takes effort. Part of that action includes a swallow, which prevents any milk from pooling in the mouth. I paid attention to my son's nursing after I read that, and sure enough, he swallowed. I would honestly lie there to make sure I heard one last swallow after he was finished nursing and already asleep. I heard it EVERY SINGLE TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Milk can continue to drip out of a bottle's nipple after the baby is asleep and not sucking anymore. This allows a constant trickle of formula onto their teeth at night if the bottle doesn't fall out of their mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and formula are not the same thing (like I didn't already know that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;According to one study, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has no more effect on teeth than pure water. Baby teeth were dipped in water, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, formula, and cow's milk. The ones in water and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; showed no problems, while the other two did. With further experimentation, they discovered that when there is other food material present on the teeth (especially sugars), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made the decay worse. What I took from that was the knowledge that I had to vigilant about cleaning my son's teeth before bed at night so that there was nothing left before he nursed to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Another article I read pointed out that if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and nursing to sleep past the age of one caused tooth decay, then it would show up in the fossil record. Cavities in baby teeth didn't show up until the industrialized age when people began eating more and more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;processed&lt;/span&gt; food and refined sugars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We were careful with our son's teeth, and he showed no signs of having any decay. Things were going along great until I took him in for his first checkup at age two...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-418235459980148588?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/418235459980148588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=418235459980148588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/418235459980148588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/418235459980148588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/03/pediatric-dentists-are-weaners-part-2.html' title='Pediatric Dentists are Weaners part 2'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-5814844136593126070</id><published>2008-03-19T22:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:08:52.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pediatric Dentists are Weaners part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When my oldest, Kathleen, was 10 months old, she got her first tooth. That's fairly late, but well within the normal range. At 18 months, we noticed a tiny circle on the front of one of her top incisors. It was the exact same color as the rest of her tooth. I pointed it out to her pediatrician at a well check-up. The doctor said that a spot like that could have been caused by a high fever, and since Kathleen had fought off a virus that caused a week of fevers, we agreed that the tooth was nothing to worry about. I put it out of my mind until a couple of months later. A tiny tan dot appeared inside of the circle. A week later, while swimming with Kathleen in my arms, I noticed that her tooth had cracked off at an angle below the circle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We immediately made an appointment with a local pediatric dentist. They are a big name around here, with a playground to rival the fancy McDonalds one. The office even has an animal mascot who rides in Mardi Gras parades. Both of us went to the appointment, which is good because I don't think I could have accurately conveyed how horrible they were to my husband had he not been there to witness it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dentist was a woman in her mid to late thirties. She took no time to smile at or talk to our BABY before asking Adam to hold her down in his lap. Kathleen was crying before the dentist had even begun. She took one look into my 20 month old's mouth and announced that she was riddled with cavities! She wanted to point out everything to us in slow motion, but I couldn't bear to have my daughter held upside down and screaming. The horrible woman told us that we had two options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bring Kathleen into the office for at least four visits where they would strap her down and crown her teeth (if parents insisted on being present, they would have to make a "special" appointment, but they discouraged that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Have all of the work done at once under general anesthesia at Children's Hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The fact that #1 was even an option, and that they didn't really want the parents to go in the back with their BABIES was enough for us to know that this dentist wasn't for us. What came next was almost worse. The dentist looked me straight in the eye and told me that it was my fault that Kathleen had cavities at all because I nursed her past a year. She told me that I must wean immediately to avoid causing more damage. I was so nervous and upset that I could think of no defense. I mentioned that I was pregnant again and would be weaning at some point (I didn't say when). We told them we'd have to go home and discuss everything, but that if we decided to go ahead with their treatment plan, we would choose option #2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I cried all the way home from the office. Adam tried to console me, and as soon as we walked in our front door, he made an appointment for a second opinion with another pediatric dentist in town. I was so scared of bringing Kathleen to the hospital to have dental work, and I felt awful that the dentist might be right about this all being my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The next dentist was very nice. She didn't blame me directly, but suggested that with my next baby, I give him a few sips if water or sucks on a pacifier after nursing at night. She said that babies don't swallow when they night nurse and that milk pools behind their teeth. I didn't know it at the time, but she was wrong. She concurred with the other dentist's diagnosis and treatment options, although she encouraged parents to be present if they chose to do the work in the office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We were stupid and scared. We thought that this was an emergency, that we would be harming our child by waiting. We thought that our only options were to see a pediatric dentist, and we had already gone through the two in town. We thought that since our new dentist had worked at the other place and chosen to leave them that it meant she was different from them. We were fooled by her kind demeanor and rapport with our baby. When I think back to that day, and the ones that followed, I feel ashamed and a strong sense that I failed my daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-5814844136593126070?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5814844136593126070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=5814844136593126070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5814844136593126070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/5814844136593126070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/03/pediatric-dentists-are-weaners-part-1.html' title='Pediatric Dentists are Weaners part 1'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4408129915582804551</id><published>2008-03-14T23:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:58:20.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Modesty and Milk</title><content type='html'>My parents just came back from visiting a cousin of mine (I have about 30 of them) who recently had her first baby. Besides being happy for her and relieved that the baby is perfectly healthy, I am delighted that she is successfully breastfeeding him. My dad was startled to find that she had no hesitation to whip out her breasts in front of him. He keeps talking about how I've nursed three babies in front of him for years now, and he's never seen "anything". The thing that I find funny about the situation is that my cousin is Muslim. She covers her hair in front of strange men, but she's okay with being topless in front of her uncle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been modest, so the fact that I cover up well when I breastfeed is no surprise to everyone who knows me. When I'm at home with just my kids and husband, I don't ever hide anything. If there is anyone else present, though, I use some discretion. Blankets never worked for me, so I figured out how to nurse without showing any skin. Although I do this for my own comfort level, I think it has helped me avoid any negativity being directed at me in public. I have been breastfeeding for much of the past seven and a half years in the Deep South without one unpleasant comment. I have gotten compliments though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that women should have to be so conscious of what others see when they breastfeed as I am. It is a natural act, and we've ruined breasts in our society by brainwashing people into believing they are for sex. Somewhere on Kathy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dettwyler's&lt;/span&gt; website, she mentions that most world cultures do not see breasts as sexual, so it isn't a human universal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4408129915582804551?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4408129915582804551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4408129915582804551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4408129915582804551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4408129915582804551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/03/modesty-and-milk.html' title='Modesty and Milk'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-1152445982995761015</id><published>2008-03-12T22:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:07:04.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>For all the benefits of breastfeeding that have been proven to exist, there are exceptions to every rule. I just read an article at the Washington Post's online site about how the rise in allergies can be partially attributed to declining breastfeeding rates. I know that the data shows breastfed babies develop few allergies and diseases like asthma, but it hasn't been working out that way for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My five year old was just diagnosed with a peanut allergy. I now have to keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;benedryl&lt;/span&gt; and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;epi&lt;/span&gt; pen junior in my purse all of the time. No one in our families has an allergy to peanuts. I nursed my son for 34 months, and he never had a bottle in his life. When I was pregnant with him, though, I craved peanut butter like you wouldn't believe. I ate it almost every day, and I had never really enjoyed it before then. After he showed some signs of an allergy when he two, I read that pregnant women should avoid peanuts if there was a family history of the allergy. I haven't had any since getting pregnant with my youngest because she's still nursing. The thing is that we had no history before. I'm guessing that I shouldn't have had any peanuts at all with any of my pregnancies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21 month old may be developing asthma. We all had the flu last month, and every single one of us went through a day of wheezing. My breathing was so loud and labored that it woke me up in the middle of the night. The pediatrician ordered a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nebulizer&lt;/span&gt; and asthma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; for my baby, which freaked me out. We all had the symptoms, and they all went away after a day. Grace's did too, so we assumed that she wasn't any worse off than the rest of us. Well, this past weekend, she and Alexander came down with colds (we've all caught it since). Grace began wheezing again. At one point, she was breathing so hard that she would start to say something and then quit. We pulled out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nebulizer&lt;/span&gt; and gave her breathing treatments. Once she was asleep, her breathing became more normal, but I lay awake beside her until 4am. I didn't want her to start struggling again without me being aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us has ever been around smokers, my kids have never been in daycare, none have ever had formula. All of those things are listed as risk factors for children to develop asthma. We do have family members (my brother and my mother-in-law) with the disease. From my research, though, family history doesn't seem to have as much to do with it as environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show that you can't always control the outcomes; all you can do is make your best effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-1152445982995761015?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1152445982995761015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=1152445982995761015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1152445982995761015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1152445982995761015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/03/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-631434691002117615</id><published>2008-03-10T11:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:44:23.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scare Tactics</title><content type='html'>There are so many things people will warn you about when you a baby. If you hold them when they cry, you'll never be able to put them down. If you let them sleep in your bed, they will never leave. If you don't abandon them to scream in a crib for an hour before losing consciousness, they will never sleep through the night. The warning I'm talking about today is the one that says that if you nurse the baby to sleep every night, it will be the only way they can &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the warnings are true, but they do all require one thing that today's parents seem to be deficient in: Patience. I have nursed Grace to sleep every night of her life, or at least offered to. You see, she is getting to an age where she doesn't always want to nurse to sleep. Gasp! How is that possible? Doesn't she know that "once nursed to sleep, always nursed to sleep"? Some nights, she will nurse as we lie in bed and drift off to sleep. On nights like the last one, she nursed for a while. Then she sat up, grabbed her IKEA nightlight ghost (&lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/90064441"&gt;Spoka&lt;/a&gt;), cuddled up with it, and fell asleep in my arms. Don't worry, I took away the ghost once she was out. I know from experience that nights like that will be interspersed with ones where she breastfeeds until she's asleep. Whenever we get to the point where she weans, she will be able to go to sleep every night without nursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've managed to disprove all of the other warnings too. As a parent, you just have to be patient and know that when your baby/child is ready, these things will come easily. Fighting Mother Nature is exhausting; I don't know why so many parents choose to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-631434691002117615?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/631434691002117615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=631434691002117615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/631434691002117615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/631434691002117615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/03/scare-tactics.html' title='Scare Tactics'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-6697153919798747214</id><published>2008-03-04T11:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T11:28:56.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when a newborn animal is abandoned or orphaned, people will try and find another animal mommy to nurse it? I have seen so many cute photos of animals of different species nursing little babies; the latest being a tiny pig being raised by a dachshund. Companies do make formula for puppies and kittens; why would anyone choose to forgo using them in favor of finding a nursing mother? Could it have anything to do with health? Could it relate to the benefits of feeding from a warm, mammalian mother rather than a rubber and plastic bottle? It strikes me that if a person believes his/her baby pig would be better off being nursed by a dog than fed from a bottle of lab-created formula, we should look more closely at the "choice" between formula and breastmilk in humans. Are we truly telling mothers to use synthetics to fed their infants when we don't even want to use them on our pets?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-6697153919798747214?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6697153919798747214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=6697153919798747214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6697153919798747214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6697153919798747214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/03/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-6417528154331070790</id><published>2008-03-01T23:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:57:32.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Are Boppy's Designed For?</title><content type='html'>At my baby shower, I received a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt; nursing pillow. All I knew about breastfeeding was that my sister had done it, and that I planned to. When the baby was born, I had my husband bring it to my hospital room. I used it while I learned to nurse her. Once I was home, I used it every time I fed her (unless we were lying in bed). After we started leaving the house more, I spent a lot of time at my parents'. I'm not sure why, but I didn't bring the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt; with me when I went over there. It really is much easier on your back to prop the baby on some sort of pillow, so I was always adjusting couch cushions under her. There were plenty of times when I had to nurse her somewhere in public with no pillows in sight. I would usually prop one ankle on the opposite knee and hunch over a bit to feed her. Once she was a year old, this became easier because she was bigger. I used that same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt; with my second baby. It ripped in half when my third child was a few months old. My husband replaced it for me, but I confess that I haven't used the new one much. It was partly because the baby was past the newborn stage, but there was a &lt;em&gt;bigger &lt;/em&gt;reason than that. You see, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt; itself made me feel bad about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the terrible truth: having babies often makes you bigger than you were before. Even if you will lose the "baby weight" and be back in your regular jeans when the baby is six months old, when he/she is a newborn you will, at the very least, have a big belly. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Boppy's&lt;/span&gt; center fits on my extremely petite seven year old. Anyone bigger has to stretch it open to fit. I have a plus-sized friend whose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt; split open when her baby was only four months old. Do you know how that makes you feel? Like a woman who is too big to fit into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I started having babies, some genius invented My Brest Friend nursing pillow. It is adjustable and has a cushion behind Mama's back too. I have never used one, but it appears both more functional and better for a woman's self esteem than the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to add a small word of warning about nursing pillows in general. I have met more than one mother who became so dependant on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;her's&lt;/span&gt; that she claimed to unable to nurse without it. You don't want to drag the giant thing with you everywhere you go, so this is a potential problem. If you can't/won't nurse in public, you won't be nursing for long. If necessary, practice breastfeeding without it every once in a while to prove to yourself that you can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-6417528154331070790?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6417528154331070790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=6417528154331070790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6417528154331070790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6417528154331070790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/03/who-are-boppys-designed-for.html' title='Who Are Boppy&apos;s Designed For?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-3612411839433977668</id><published>2008-02-27T23:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:47:54.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Breastfeeding Articles</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.sciencealert.com.au/news/20082002-16922-2.html"&gt;first interesting article &lt;/a&gt;has to do with the "Breast is Best" campaign waged by formula companies worldwide. Basically, it says that the message if flawed and shouldn't be used. It is a subtle way of suggesting that formula is normal and breastmilk is slightly better, when in fact, breastmilk is normal and formula is worse. "Formula is Worse" isn't really a good way to sell a product, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.sciencealert.com.au/news/20081102-16879.html"&gt;second article &lt;/a&gt;involves a potentially revolutionary find by an Australian scientist. He wanted to study breastmilk and find out what's in it besides nutrients. One of its ingredients appears to be stem cells. Further research is necessary to determine if those stem cells can be used for medical treatments, but if they are, it would present an easy and ethical way to harvest them for study. The theory he's working on is that breastmilk takes over for the placenta once a baby is born. There is nothing in baby formula that can come close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-3612411839433977668?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3612411839433977668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=3612411839433977668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3612411839433977668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3612411839433977668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/02/interesting-breastfeeding-articles.html' title='Interesting Breastfeeding Articles'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4624145360642043643</id><published>2008-02-20T20:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:10:42.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Extended Breastfeeding?</title><content type='html'>The term "extended breastfeeding" is used constantly online and in parenting books. It isn't meant to be offensive, it is merely used to label breastfeeding a baby past their first birthday. If you pay careful attention to the power of the words chosen to describe this parenting choice, you might be surprised. When something is &lt;em&gt;extended&lt;/em&gt;, it goes on past it's normal stopping point. Breastfeeding past the first twelve months is normal. There is evidence from the fields of anthropology, biology, zoology, archeology, and evolutionary biology that tells us how long human beings were meant to nurse our young. This isn't a case of being able to find a study to back up whatever your particular stance is on a topic. There is no evidence that humans should only be giving our children our milk for twelve months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kathydettwyler.org/dettwyler.html"&gt;Kathy Dettwyler&lt;/a&gt;, an anthropologist who has studied this topic in depth, says that the minimum duration for human breastfeeding is two years. The normal length of nursing is between two and four years. In anthropologist Meredith Small's latest book, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kids-Biology-Culture-Shape-Children/dp/0385496281/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1203563094&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Kids: How Biology and Culture Shape the Way We Raise Young Children&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, she discusses the theories on the origin of the human childhood. It turns out that no other animal has a childhood stage between the infant and juvenile ones. She points out that it is thought by some to have come about because biologically, we should be nursing for seven to ten years! That would get our offspring from birth to being juveniles. We started nursing for the shorter two to four years so that we could ovulate and produce more babies over our lifetimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the work of these two women and countless other scientists, how can we call nursing past the first birthday "extended"? I think we need to reframe the issue and stop using words that imply we aren't doing something normal. What about calling anyone who breastfeeds for less than two years a &lt;em&gt;premature weaner&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;partial breastfeeder&lt;/em&gt;? Can't you just see the internet firestorm that would cause if you suggested it on a bulletin board? I don't advocate that, but I do believe that if enough of us refer to ourselves as &lt;em&gt;mothers &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;breastfeeders&lt;/em&gt;, without the qualifying terms, we might help phase out the not-so-harmless &lt;em&gt;extended breastfeeding&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4624145360642043643?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4624145360642043643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4624145360642043643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4624145360642043643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4624145360642043643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/02/extended-breastfeeding.html' title='Extended Breastfeeding?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-1955234138852010317</id><published>2008-02-18T23:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:22:08.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFCchwHjBfU/R7pyMc0rdUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9Y-53mwDk54/s1600-h/4kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168569080582206786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFCchwHjBfU/R7pyMc0rdUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9Y-53mwDk54/s320/4kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My youngest has a new habit that I find charming. She will occasionally stop nursing and suggest that one of her siblings have a drink. Since she doesn't have a large vocabulary yet, her suggestion consists of pointing at my breast and then saying one of their names. She still gets jealous when I hold one of them in my lap, so her willingness to share her favorite things is sweet. She has also had me nurse several dolls and stuffed animals. Sometimes, she nurses them afterwards. The cutest part is that she makes little sucking sounds when she does it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-1955234138852010317?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1955234138852010317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=1955234138852010317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1955234138852010317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/1955234138852010317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/02/milk-anyone.html' title='Milk Anyone?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFCchwHjBfU/R7pyMc0rdUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9Y-53mwDk54/s72-c/4kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-2053672165093524724</id><published>2008-02-17T16:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:56:10.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Misinformation is King</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have recently been privy to several new mothers' breastfeeding struggles. It is so frustrating to know these women, but not well enough to give them the straight facts about what is really going wrong with their attempts to nurse their new babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mommy #1 is a friend of a friend. She had a baby born &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellymom.com/babyconcerns/bfhelp-tonguetie.html#basic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"tongue-tied", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;which apparently lead to her problems. I have a little experience with this condition, where the tongue is connected to the bottom of the mouth closer to the front than normal. It can prevent a baby from sticking their tongue out, which is necessary for breastfeeding. My nephew was born with this problem; his tongue was connected so close to the front that it looked like a little heart (the middle was pulled in). His was a severe case, and he did have some trouble latching on to the breast. After a week at home, my sister went to see the lactation consultant at the hospital. With her coaching, my nephew and sister were able to breastfeed without problems. The pediatrican wanted her to get the connective tissue clipped because if it wasn't, he would have speech difficulties later on. My sister was scared to have the procedure, so she put it off. The doctor warned her that once he got older, it would become a surgical procedure done under general anesthesia at the hospital. If she did it when he was an infant, it was a simple matter of going to an Ear, Nose, and Throat doctor's office. She finally did it when he was nine months old, and still successfully nursing. My own son was born with connective tissue closer to the front than normal, but not as close as his cousin. He had absolutely no trouble latching on to the breast and nursed successfully for almost three years. His pediatrician mentioned stretching the tissue, which sounded awful to me. She also said that we could leave it alone and see if it interfered with his speech. We left it alone, and he has had no speech issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This new mother I mentioned was given all sorts of information about how to get her daughter to latch on properly. She was told to give the baby a bottle first and then switch to the breast. She also used nipple shields, which covered her nipples with plastic. Her pediatrician had her newborn put under general anesthesia to have her tongue clipped, which is contrary to the information my sister received, as well as the research I've done into treatment options. She was still doing the bottle switch thing after the procedure, which isn't generally indicated. The entire protocol she was told to follow does not jive with what I've read should be done. As new breastfeeding moms, we rely on the help of lactation consultants, nurses, and pediatricians. Unfortuneatly, even lactation consulants can be misinformed about the best course of action. I think that many people, both in and out of the medical profession, look at breastfeeding as a hobby you are trying to pick up. If it works, then you have something to do with your baby. If not, you switch to bottles of formula, and your new hobby can be sterilizing plastic, rubber, and silicone and coordinating cute bottles with baby's outfit. If they understood the differences between breastmilk and formula, maybe they wouldn't set women up for failure so easily. The sad thing is that all of that information is readily available, if they only cared to look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mommy #2 is a cousin. Her little boy was born very small (5 lbs). He was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellymom.com/newman/07jaundice.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;jaundiced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and went back to the hospital for treatment. My oldest was treated for jaundice while she was in the NICU for her first week. My son developed it, and we treated him with phototherapy at home. She has him home again now, but is having difficulty with breastfeeding him. Apparently, he nurses sometimes and refuses at others. When he refuses, she gives him a bottle of pumped breastmilk. She is tired of pumping already and wants to start giving him formula when he doesn't want the breast. What she doesn't understand is that with every bottle, she is moving further away from breastfeeding her child. Milk flows more quickly from a bottle's nipple; the baby has less work to do to get milk. He will begin to prefer the faster flow; people are lazy, even tiny people :) By giving him the bottles, she rewards the laziness. If she nips this in the bud, then he would have no choice but to nurse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mommy #3 is another friend of a friend. She worried that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellymom.com/bf/supply/low-supply.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;baby wasn't getting enough milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Her doctor suggested supplementing with formula. Breastfeeding is a supply and demand system. Every time she gives her hungry baby a bottle of formula, her body is not getting the demand for food. How in the world is that supposed to build up her supply? What she needs to do is drink lots of water, relax, and nurse the baby every time he's hungy. Don't give him a pacifier when you think he only wants to suck, and definitely don't give him a bottle of formula! It won't take long for your body to build up the correct supply of milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think that one of the most frustrating things about these situations is the contributions of misinformation by the doctors involved. These women will fail at breastfeeding and truly believe that it was out of their control. They will have their doctors' assurances that there was nothing they could do. That sets them up for failures with their next babies as well. What's worse, they will share their stories with other pregnant women and new mothers. The poor information will spread like a plague and women who would otherwise have had great breastfeeding success will struggle and give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another aggravating issue is the mother who really doesn't want to continue to breastfeed, but won't own up to it. She uses all sorts of problems to explain why she &lt;em&gt;can't&lt;/em&gt; instead of admitting that she &lt;em&gt;won't&lt;/em&gt;. The problem with this approach, other than being dishonest, is the same as with the misinformation. Other women will hear their stories and believe that they too cannot nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-2053672165093524724?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2053672165093524724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=2053672165093524724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2053672165093524724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2053672165093524724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/02/misinformation-is-king.html' title='Misinformation is King'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-6082506781009396606</id><published>2008-02-14T15:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T15:34:39.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breastfeeding and Adoption</title><content type='html'>For years now, my husband and I have talked about adopting. We like the idea for so many different reasons. We are now at the point where this discussion has come to a head. We definitely do not want anymore biological children (world population, as well as difficult pregnancies for me). If we were to adopt, the baby would be either bi-racial or of a different race from us. One thing that is very important to us is that I breastfeed the baby. Besides the health benefits, we both believe that the bonding aspect would be paramount. He or she would receive the same love and bonding from me that my biological children have. We would want to adopt while I'm still nursing my youngest so that I have an established milk supply. That puts us on a timeline because she's already 20 months old. I know that many people, especially ones adopting in the US would tell you that the wait could last for years. From my research and experience, though, that isn't really an issue if you aren't waiting for a white baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our middle child was about a year old, we requested an info packet from a local adoption agency. I never even spoke to anyone; it was all online. I checked off the box saying we were looking for a minority newborn. Within two weeks, we got a call from the agency. Keep in mind that I had not filled out any forms or contacted them after receiving the info. The woman was offerring me two different babies! One was a three month old African-American girl and the other was an unborn, bi-racial baby. I had to tell her that we weren't at the point yet to adopt. One thing that struck me was the cost for the babies. She said that it would be about $22,000. I had already looked into prices at other agencies, and that amount was way out of scale for what other places charged. It sounds creepy to talk about baby prices, but the reality is that white babies are much more expensive. We were a bit outraged that these two unwanted (by the adoption community) babies were being priced this way. From what I've seen , no one would ever pay that much for them when other agencies use a scale based on your income for their minority programs. Can you imagine finding out that you might have had a family if you hadn't cost too much? By the way, cost has nothing to do with our choice. We are just open to a baby of any race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, we had our third biological child. Our discussion now is about having a fourth child. We are both on board with the idea of adoption, but we wonder about the costs of raising four children. I recently found another local agency and requested info. When the woman emailed me and said that the newborns are cared for by volunteer families for the first five days (until the birthmother can legally terminate her rights), I asked her about allowing us to take the baby home from the hospital instead so that I might breastfeed. Sadly, she has never had anyone ask her about breastfeeding their adopted child before. She was caught off guard by the whole thing. She wondered if it would turn off a birthmom because if she changed her mind during that first week, the baby would have been nursed by someone else. In a world that wasn't ignorant about breastfeeding, a mother would be happy that her baby was receiving human milk instead of a synthetic product. In our world, she would be weirded out. It wasn't that long ago that rich women or families of women who died in childbirth used wet nurses to feed their newborns. How far we've come :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy news is that I looked into the possibility of nursing a newborn who has been bottlefed for the first five days of her life. My contact at the &lt;a href="http://www.llli.org/"&gt;La Leche League&lt;/a&gt; told me that it was totally possible. Someone gave me a link to a website totally devoted to breastfeeding adopted babies, which I haven't had a chance to read. There is a wealth of knowledge out there about the benefits of &lt;a href="http://www.fourfriends.com/abrw/"&gt;breastfeeding adopted infants &lt;/a&gt;and instructions on how to accomplish it. It's really too bad that a woman in the business of adopting out children has never head of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-6082506781009396606?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6082506781009396606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=6082506781009396606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6082506781009396606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/6082506781009396606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/02/breastfeeding-and-adoption.html' title='Breastfeeding and Adoption'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4621038737662525881</id><published>2008-02-05T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:39:11.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breasts at Mardi Gras</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;Today was Mardi Gras down here in Louisiana, and we took the kids to the parades. For those of you not from around here, I'm not talking about the craziness on Bourbon Street that you see on the news. There are plenty of family-friendly parades too (if drunk teenagers and women with underwear over their jeans counts as family-friendly to you; it does down south). As I sat in my folding, canvas chair nursing my daughter and hoping the news cameras directly across the street wasn't getting shots of my breast, I realized that I have now nursed at seven out of the past eight Mardi Gras. Can you believe that I watched a woman stagger by with beads decorated with penises and wondered if I would get any dirty looks for what I was doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4621038737662525881?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4621038737662525881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4621038737662525881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4621038737662525881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4621038737662525881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/02/breasts-at-mardi-gras.html' title='Breasts at Mardi Gras'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-7787420714076070512</id><published>2008-02-03T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T22:19:52.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>101 Reasons to Breastfeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Here's a great list I just came across that lists &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.promom.org/101/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;101 reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;to breastfeed. It's got it all; medical, social, emotional, economical, etc. reasons that breastfeeding is the best way to feed babies. Print it out and keep it handy so that when your mother-in-law/ ignorant nurse/sister/ friend start going on about how there's no difference between breastmilk and formula, you have facts to back you up. Of course, if those women have gotten this far without understanding the information is true, there may be little hope for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a great book that explained one of the identifying traits of Progressives. We believe that if only everyone knew the facts about a situation (Iraq had nothing to do with 9/11, for example) then they would change their minds. Sadly, people don't usually work that way. We like to believe things, even if they have been proven false, &lt;em&gt;because we already believe them to be true.&lt;/em&gt; Think about it; you are less likely to believe that someone you like has done something wrong than someone you don't like, right? If you believe that formula is as good as breastmilk (especially if you have formula fed your own children), you don't want to believe that formula isn't as good. It is hard to take the facts and change your mind, which might mean admitting you were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this list will help convert some people. If it doesn't, at least you'll have more information about the great choice you have made!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-7787420714076070512?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7787420714076070512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=7787420714076070512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7787420714076070512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7787420714076070512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/02/101-reasons-to-breastfeed.html' title='101 Reasons to Breastfeed'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-9047389283833410769</id><published>2008-02-01T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T12:05:39.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slimy Subliminal Sabatage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like a lot of women my age, I get the news online. I scan headlines and read articles that interest or impact me, people and places I love, health, etc. I occasionally watch news channels like CNN, but they drive me nuts with the flying text and wild graphics. I can't stand those "news" shows like Nancy Grace (who is so much crazier than her caricature on Saturday Night Live it's scary). I do watch my local news channel to find out what's happening in my area, and I often watch Nightly News on NBC with Brian Williams. My parents always watched NBC's evening news when I was a kid, so I guess it's a holdover. I usually make it through a broadcast without too much aggravation, but not last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The big health story was about new findings that women can prevent prematurity by taking folic acid supplements for a full year before conceiving. The March of Dimes wants to get the word out that all women of child-bearing age should take the supplements every day because you never know when you could get pregnant. Interesting study, legitimate organization's recommendation, so what's not to like? I'll describe the opening of the piece; see if you can spot the problem: While the narration starts, we see a new mother in her hospital gown, cradling her newborn. She is gazing into the baby's face while feeding her a bottle of formula (one of those little premade bottles they have in hospitals). The title flashes on to the bottom of the screen, just below the baby and bottle. It reads, "Healthy Start".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did you spot it? Did you suddenly have the urge to rush out and buy your baby formula? Does NBC get money from formula companies? I don't know if they do, but they might as well. They could just have easily shown this piece with the mom holding her newborn. I'm not optimistic enough to expect them to show a woman breastfeeding her baby on national tv, but since feeding had nothing to do with the information, why not steer clear of it? Do they honestly not understand the difference between breastmilk and formula, or are they actively promoting the fake stuff? Both the American Academy of Pediatrics and the World Health Organization have goals they've set for initial breastfeeding rates at hospitals (they have goals for continuing breastfeeding too, but we're dealing with just making it out of the gate). Flashing the words "Healthy Start" over a woman formula feeding her brand new baby in the hospital makes it normal and acceptable. Hiding breastfeeding moms makes breastfeeding strange and secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, so I've ranted about the irresponsible news, but what about the mother. I could not believe that she could look at the camera and say that folic acid was soooo important to her because she wanted to give her baby the best health...good luck with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-9047389283833410769?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/9047389283833410769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=9047389283833410769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/9047389283833410769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/9047389283833410769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/02/slimy-subliminal-sabatage.html' title='Slimy Subliminal Sabatage'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-3472577398593088017</id><published>2008-01-21T09:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:30:18.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breasts on Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have an acquaintance who once mentioned to me that she was weaning her eleven month old because they were going on a family vacation in a few weeks. She said it like I should understand why that made the weaning necessary, and I didn't really question her decision because I didn't want to seem nosy or rude. I was actually very confused. It was sort of like, "I have to go to the mall next weekend, so I have to stop breastfeeding." It's awesome that she nursed that long; most women in our society don't. I just don't understand the whole vacation=weaning thing; I mean, she was bringing him with her anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I used to joke that for the first year of their lives, our kids saw every vacation destination as the background behind my breast :) I have nursed in Mississippi, Alabama, Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina, Missouri, Arkansas, Texas, and the Caribbean. Each time, I wondered if I was going to be hassled or treated rudely, but it never happened. I personally think that travelling is one of the hidden benefits of breastfeeding; something my friend obviously didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You don't have to pack bottles, formula, bottled water to mix with powdered formula, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You don't have to worry about how you will sterilize (or even clean) bottles on the road or at your destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Unlike my neighbor, who was laid over at an airport for seven hours with a small baby and ran out of formula, you won't have to worry about bringing enough formula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you are in a strange environment, your baby will have her greatest comfort with her to soothe her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you lie down to sleep in a hotel, your baby will have his favorite "sleep aid" at hand. He will drift off to sleep just like he's at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you are travelling to a different country, you don't have to worry about the water's effect on your baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you are out and about on your trip, you always have something at hand to calm, distract, feed, your baby when she needs it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your baby will be better protected from all of the germs he will encounter on vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We love road trips and have taken many a year since becoming parents. It took a bit of practice, but I figured out how to nurse a baby in a rear-facing carseat without having to unbuckle anyone. That was great with a small baby who nursed and slept frequently. If we stopped for me to take the baby out, he or she would nurse to sleep, and then wake up frantic when I transferred them back into the seat. If I nursed them while they were still buckled up, they drifted off and stayed happy for an hour or two. That doesn't work once the baby is facing the front, but at that point, they aren't nursing as often anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I believe that breastfeeding has helped us enjoy our vacations more because we don't have screaming, unhappy babies/toddlers with us. They go with the flow because they are being treated as well as they are at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Until my oldest was two and a half and weaned, she never had any trouble on vacations. The first trip we took after the birth of her little brother was a shock to us. She had a great time every day (we were at Disney World) and screamed for home every night at bedtime. We'd had no experience with that before because on every other trip with her, she had nursed to sleep beside me wherever we were. I felt such a weight of guilt settle over me while she writhed and screamed because I had taken away her source of comfort. She had weaned without a single tear, but months later I was seeing a sweet girl who still needed it. She fell asleep beside me at home every night without nursing, but in the unfamiliar surroundings of the hotel she was beside herself. Meanwhile, her seven week old brother was sleeping just fine. We took turns walking her around until she fell asleep, and she was fine by morning every day. We didn't have that experience after our son was weaned, but he was a whole year older (3 1/2)by that point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-3472577398593088017?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3472577398593088017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=3472577398593088017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3472577398593088017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/3472577398593088017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/01/breasts-on-vacation.html' title='Breasts on Vacation'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-2909112913587091609</id><published>2008-01-12T00:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:21:18.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance is Not a Good Excuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've just been reading comments from posters who read an article about a woman suing a restaurant for harassing her about nursing there. My blood pressure is normally fine, but it's skyrocketing right now! I simply cannot believe the ignorant people at large in our society. It's hard to determine whether they are a true sampling of the population, or if the type of people who go out of their way to be nasty on a public forum are just idiots in every aspect of their lives, and not a representation of Americans. I hope it's the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were mentioning that the mother should have known her baby was going to need to be fed, so she should have set her schedule accordingly. Why in the world should a mom revolve her life around being able to nurse at home, in the car, in the bathroom, etc??? Just because formula companies have brainwashed people into believing that bottles of synthetic milk are the "normal" food for babies doesn't make it true. If a parenting "expert" writes that babies should only be hungry on a certain schedule, it doesn't mean that your baby will follow it (unless your genius baby has read the book for herself and decides it's the best thing for her). Normal baby feeding is breastfeeding, and normal breastfeeding doesn't follow a schedule. It is this thinking that makes women only nurse for the newborn period (if that). They are afraid to nurse in public, so breastfeeding becomes a cage for them. Who would want to lock themselves away in their home for months and months with only their baby for company? Even if you believe that nursing is the best thing for your child, the solitude will wear you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several comments from Super Morons who wondered why the mom didn't pump her milk and bring it along in a bottle for the baby to drink in public. My youngest child is now nineteen months old. None of the three of them have ever used a bottle. It is not the same thing as breastfeeding, even if there's breastmilk in the bottle (although it is better than formula any day). If the mom didn't use bottles, why should she start just so that she could eat out? It's no one's business to insist that all babies be trained to drink bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the posters used the classic line, "Peeing and sex are natural too, but you can't do those in a restaurant." Wow, those people are so clever. See how they turned other normal behaviours against breastfeeding mothers? Well guess what that baby was probably also doing while in the restaurant? Peeing and (Gasp!) Pooping in her diaper!!! Can you believe that? What kind of a mother brings non-potty-trained babies out in public! What if I smell a dirty diaper and throw up? Some of the posters actually mentioned that they might be sick if they saw a woman nursing. If I ever cause someone to vomit through the act of feeding my child, I hope it gets all over their pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also complaints that children might see and question what the woman was doing. What the hell is wrong with that? I'm a little worried if your child doesn't know what breasts are for. Are you waiting until he's twelve to tell him that breasts are for him to play with? Are you going to tell your teenage daughter that she's developed a nice set of accessories? It's not as if telling a child that babies drink milk from their mother's breasts sets you up to talk about sex. What if your child sees a pregnant woman and asks how the baby got in there? Maybe all pregnant women should be forced to stay at home once they are showing so that Americans can keep their children from knowing about reproduction. It will be good practice for after the women have given birth and have to hide at home to breastfeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-2909112913587091609?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2909112913587091609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=2909112913587091609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2909112913587091609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2909112913587091609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2008/01/ignorance-is-dangerous.html' title='Ignorance is Not a Good Excuse'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-2428388871958730466</id><published>2007-11-26T12:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:29:15.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting: The 24/7 Job</title><content type='html'>If you get all of your parenting info from TV shows, movies, and commercials, you would think that being a mom is something that happens during the day. Sure, we've all seen moms and dads staggering around in the dark with a screaming baby, but pay attention; the baby is almost always a newborn. The message is that of course a new baby cries at night, but within a few months, you are off the hook between 8pm and 7am. There are so many books and "experts" out there who will say that babies should be left alone all night. I've read tips about what to do if your naughty infant cries so hard in their crib that they throw up. You aren't supposed to clean them up!!! By tomorrow, they will stop trying to manipulate you, and there won't be a repeat mess. If you can't stand the vomit covered bed, you are to clean the sheets and change the baby WITHOUT PICKING THEM UP. God forbid you comfort a baby you have just tortured into vomiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known moms who are really nice to their babies/children during the day, but totally ignore them at night. What kind of a message does that send? If you are lucky enough to be a mom, you have to accept that your job will not end with the setting of the sun. This doesn't have to be such a big deal, but we have made it that way. Of course it's aggravating to get out of bed ten times a night, trudge over to the crib, pick up a screaming baby, nurse her to sleep, and carefully put her back down without waking her up. That's hard work, so it's no wonder that people have begun to justify leaving the baby to suffer "for their own good." None of that is necessary, or biologically appropriate. Babies are supposed to sleep beside their mother. They can nurse at will, have their temperature regulated by her body, and feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have slept beside three different babies now, and except when one was sick, I have never had the classic sleepless night of modern parenthood. My babies didn't wake up crying at night. They began to wiggle and grunt, and got a breast before they were really awake. Their father had beautiful, uninterrupted nights, and mine weren't all that interrupted either. My youngest was sleeping for 4 hour stretches from the moment she came home from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into the details of how to cosleep safely or why people stopped thinking it was normal. Go to &lt;a href="http://naturalchild.org/articles/sleeping.html"&gt;http://naturalchild.org/articles/sleeping.html&lt;/a&gt; for that. There are tons of great articles, including ones from James McKenna, who is an infant sleep expert. "Our Babies, Ourselves" by Meredith Small also has great information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mention in my previous post that I would list some co-sleeping products on the market that might make things easier for you, so here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a Snuggle Nest is a plastic rectangle with padding. You put it in your bed between your partner and yourself and place the baby in it. You get to have the baby in bed, without worrying that you will roll over and crush her (not a rational fear unless you've been drinking or taking medication). My problem was that when I got it for my second baby, I had to have an unexpected c-section. I could not prop myself up to nurse him over the side of the nest because of the excruciating pain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a bedrail for your bed is a great idea. Make sure to get one that won't leave a gap for the baby to fall through or get trapped in. I didn't have one with my first, which I thought was fine because she always stayed right next to me. When she was 14 months old, though, she became more active at night. She fell out of my bed once, hit her forehead on my bedside table, and bears the tiny scar to this day. That was stupid of me, and I never coslept another night with a baby without a rail.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a co-sleeper bassinet looks kind of like a playpen with a high bottom. It attaches to the side of your bed and gives the baby her own place to sleep, while keeping her beside you. Since my babies have all slept with their heads at breast-level cuddled up to me, this wouldn't have worked well for us, but I can see it's many useful applications.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll end by pointing out that by just having your baby sleep in the same room with you, you lower their chances of dying of SIDS by 50%!!!! Also, the big study that came out a few years ago saying that babies are in danger when they sleep with their parents not only included shady numbers (&lt;a href="http://www.askdrsears.com/"&gt;www.askdrsears.com&lt;/a&gt;), but was conducted and put out by the people who make cribs. Talk about a conflict of interest!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-2428388871958730466?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2428388871958730466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=2428388871958730466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2428388871958730466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/2428388871958730466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2007/11/parenting-247-job.html' title='Parenting: The 24/7 Job'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-4029690823867663337</id><published>2007-11-14T13:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T14:15:54.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breastfeeding Tips or I've Been Nursing for 73 Months, So Listen to Me</title><content type='html'>I hadn't added up how long I've nursed until I needed to know for the title! That 73 months wasn't consecutive or with the same baby, so don't freak out. I nursed my first daughter for 22 months, my son for 34, and I'm still nursing my 17 month old daughter. None of them have ever had a bottle or formula (except for Kathleen who had a total of three formula filled bottles while in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;). I believe that gives me the credentials to dole out breastfeeding advice, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to reveal my true nerdy nature, but remember how Yoda told Luke that "There is no try."? I don't think that pertains to everything, but it certainly does in the realm of breastfeeding. A mammal's body is designed for nursing its offspring. Unless you have something seriously wrong (like no breasts), you can breastfeed your baby. Saying that you'll try is like saying you'll try being pregnant or try breathing. It's natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean that you won't need to practice or that you are a failure if you need help. Chimpanzees and gorillas in zoos who were not raised by their mothers or in the company of other mothers do not know how to nurse their own babies. I've seen footage of a new gorilla mommy putting the back of her baby's head to her nipple! The zookeepers had to take the baby away and bottle feed it. When she was pregnant for the second time, the zookeepers decided that the only way the mother would know how to nurse her new baby was if she observed other mothers breastfeeding. One of the keeper's wife was nursing their infant. The human mother would sit on a chair in front of the gorilla's indoor area and breastfeed without her shirt on so that the ape mom could see what she was doing. I'm not sure how many sessions it took, but the gorilla successfully nursed her second baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an awesome book written by an anthropologist (Our Babies, Ourselves by Meredith Small), she talks about "Insufficient Milk Syndrome." It turns out that even though doctors in our society use that term all the time, it is not actually real. Women across the world who live in countries where formula is not readily available never report this problem. We in the West have created a "syndrome" to ease mothers' guilt over not breastfeeding. Does that mean that women never produce too little milk? No, but the reasons western women sometimes have low milk production is created by the way they are told to care for their new babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern western mothers are told that these things are choices, that you can breastfeed on a schedule or "on demand" a term that makes you sound like you're spoiling your baby from day one. Nature, on the other hand, does not give us a choice. Breastfeeding is a supply and demand system. Due to the nutritional makeup of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;, babies need to nurse often, especially in the beginning. They aren't getting too little if they want to eat every 1-2 hours! If your doctor has told you that they should be eating every 3-4, then you will assume that your milk isn't good enough. If it was, why would your baby want to eat more often than the doctor (or baby book author) said that they should? What is the brilliant medical solution to this problem? Instead of admitting that the baby needs to nurse more often than is popularly dictated, the doctor will tell the new mom to supplement with formula. Genius! Formula is not the same thing as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;. It takes longer to digest (because it is unnatural for a baby's body to digest anything other than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt; in the beginning). The baby won't be hungry as often. What a relief! Of course, the baby will also not nurse as often because it is full of lab created formula, so your breasts will be called upon less often. Remember in a supply and demand system, if you don't demand, then there will be no supply. As their milk supply diminishes, the mothers begin giving more and more formula. They feel that their suspicions about their insufficient milk were correct and eventually stop nursing altogether. If they had ignored the incorrect information about how often newborns need to nurse, they would have never lost their supply. The baby would grow and slowly begin to space out its feedings. Try telling that to a mom whose doctor has "diagnosed" her with this syndrome, though. Denial is a powerful thing...This is only one example of how lack of knowledge can lead to breastfeeding failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many products out there that claim to be crucial to breastfeeding. All you actually need are breasts and the confidence to do what's natural and normal for your baby (and yourself). I think that the more products that are marketed to breastfeeding mothers,though, the better off we'll be! One of the reasons formula feeding is so popular is because it is a BIG business. They make billions of dollars off of misinformation and ignorance. If companies realized that they could make money off of breastfeeding, then it would become more popular. It would be featured in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; shows, movies, commercials, etc. There are plenty of these products that are actually useful when you are nursing a baby, and here are some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A breastfeeding pillow (I've always used a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Boppy&lt;/span&gt;, but that's because I was given one as a gift). A newborn is tiny, so being able to sit back on the couch and nurse without having to hunch over the baby is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;backsaver&lt;/span&gt;. If you're comfortable, you will be able to relax.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A nursing bra (I like the ones at Target and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-mart over the one I tried from Motherhood Maternity). These are especially useful for nursing in public because you can access your breast with one hand, which is both discreet and fast if you have a howling infant in your lap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nursing pads (if you can keep up with the laundry, buy the cotton, washable kind at your local discount store). Milk is sugary, so you probably don't want it leaking all over your clothes. Plus, walking around the mall with two large wet patches on your chest won't put you in a great mood!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nursing tops (Motherhood Maternity has great inexpensive stuff both online and in their stores) I've always been pretty modest, so feeling covered up while nursing in public was important to me. I often wear a tank top with a button down shirt (open), but sometimes, I want to wear only one shirt at a time. I've purchased plenty of shirts that no one would even know were for nursing that worked perfectly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll go into the connection between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;co-sleeping&lt;/span&gt; and successful breastfeeding next time. There are lots of shiny new products to promote that too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-4029690823867663337?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4029690823867663337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=4029690823867663337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4029690823867663337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/4029690823867663337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2007/11/breastfeeding-tips-or-ive-been-nursing.html' title='Breastfeeding Tips or I&apos;ve Been Nursing for 73 Months, So Listen to Me'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-8604338494813840747</id><published>2007-11-10T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:25:22.398-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Way To Sabotoge Breastfeeding</title><content type='html'>This past week, I've been frantically searching for information on whether or not a prescription facial gel is safe to use while I'm breastfeeding or not. I went to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dermatologist&lt;/span&gt; because I've had a red rash on my face since I was pg with Grace, and it hasn't gone away. She couldn't prescribe the antibiotic she wanted because I'm nursing, but she gave me something else. She looked it up on her Palm Pilot for me, and said it was safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got home, I read through the pamphlet that came from the drug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;manufacturer&lt;/span&gt;. It said that if a nursing mother wants to use it, then they have to stop breastfeeding! Even though I knew they were probably just trying to prevent any possible lawsuits, I went on a search for more info. I decided to call my kids' pediatrician for advice. I left her a message with whomever answered the phone at her office. I gave the woman the name of the drug and the fact that it was a cream not an oral medication. No one called me back that day (Friday), so I called them again on Monday. Meanwhile, I looked at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kellymom&lt;/span&gt; website. She has a drug page on it (&lt;a href="http://www.kellymom.com/health/meds/index.html"&gt;http://www.kellymom.com/health/meds/index.html&lt;/a&gt;). It references the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AAP&lt;/span&gt; and Dr. Hale. He's the man to go to with medication while breastfeeding questions. He writes an updated book every year on that very topic. Apparently the gel I have is classified as L3 (moderately safe). Dr. Hale said that so little of it gets in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt; that you can't really even detect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pediatrician's office finally called me back, but it wasn't the doctor on the phone. The office manager said, "Dr. Smith says that everything you eat, drink, and all medications you take go into your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;breastmilk&lt;/span&gt;." Duh! After a long pause, I said, "Okay, but this gel is classified L3. Can I use it?" She responded, "Dr. Smith says that if you need to use this medicine, you should not nurse until you're finished." I said again that it was topical and that I guess I wouldn't be using it. I was so angry because obviously Dr. Smith didn't even bother to look up the medicine! She didn't pay attention to the fact that it is topical! She didn't consider my baby's age (17 months) or her weight (24lbs)! She also didn't look at the breastfeeding as something important to preserve! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AAP&lt;/span&gt; clearly states that a doctor has to weigh a mother's needs for medication against the fact that stopping breastfeeding takes away something beneficial to the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I was stuck. Even though I knew my child's doctor had done no research into my specific drug, the seeds of doubt that had been planted by the drug companies pamphlet began to sprout. I decided that I had one more option, so I logged onto the La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Leche&lt;/span&gt; League's website (&lt;a href="http://www.lli.org/"&gt;http://www.lli.org/&lt;/a&gt;). They have a help form that allows you to email your problem to a volunteer. Within two days, I had a response from a wonderful woman in California. She gave me lots of info and that based on the research and my child's age and weight, the gel was fine to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say that I should have just gone along with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dermatologist&lt;/span&gt; when she said the gel was okay to use while nursing. I was gun shy, though because of what happened the last time I saw someone about my skin. I had a bout of bad acne after the birth of my first daughter. She was eight weeks old when I saw a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dermatologist&lt;/span&gt; for it. He prescribed $90 worth of creams, and when I mentioned breastfeeding, assured me that they were all perfectly safe. Within a week of using them, Kathleen developed a weird rash of circles of peeling skin all over her body! When I checked to drug info that had come from the pharmacy with my creams, I discovered that was a side effect of the medicine! It could happen to the user who put on topically, and my poor baby was actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ingesting&lt;/span&gt; the stuff! I threw it all away, and my skin eventually cleared up (post-pregnancy hormones anyone?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experience is a classic example of the medical establishment's ignorance of breastfeeding; its importance and how to help sustain it. How many new moms would go to the lengths I just did to research a medication? I didn't when I had my first baby. If everyone around you makes it seem like switching to formula is no big deal, and then a doctor tells you that you can't take a medicine that you might need while you're nursing, what are you probably going to do? It turns out that many medications are safe while breastfeeding, but you wouldn't know that if you asked someone like my pediatrician...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-8604338494813840747?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8604338494813840747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=8604338494813840747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8604338494813840747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/8604338494813840747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-way-to-sabatoge-breastfeeding.html' title='Another Way To Sabotoge Breastfeeding'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-7450096800426332729</id><published>2007-11-05T09:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:22:09.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do You Think Babies Like Pacifiers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFCchwHjBfU/Ry9JJAMJQ_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/W5XC0g7jdGY/s1600-h/hand+sucking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129398919616873458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFCchwHjBfU/Ry9JJAMJQ_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/W5XC0g7jdGY/s320/hand+sucking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read posts on parenting bulletin boards on various websites, especially ones dealing with breastfeeding. It's nice to read about other moms having similar experiences to mine, and every once in a while, I offer advice to someone with questions. The most popular question/complaint recently has been the issue of the infant "using me like a pacifier." Many of these moms aren't really upset with their infant nursing so often, but they are being pressured by people in their lives to only allow access to their breasts when the baby is definitely hungry. It's just another example of people's ignorance of the actual processes involved in nursing a baby and the expectations the baby has of it's mother. We have evolved to this point over millions of years; I hardly think that a misinformed grandmother is going to convince an infant that it needs to adapt to the modern world in the space of a few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kathy Dettwyler is a well respected anthropologist who has studied parenting and breastfeeding in many cultures around the world. She has written many books and maintains a great website with lots of information about natural human breastfeeding (&lt;a href="http://www.kathydettwyler.org/dettwyler.html"&gt;http://www.kathydettwyler.org/dettwyler.html&lt;/a&gt;) Here's a little of what she has to say about the frequency of nursing in humans:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Continuous contact species have milk that is low in protein and fat and high in carbohydrates. The offspring tend to nurse very often, but not take much at any one nursing. The low protein and fat content of the milk make it quick and easy to digest, and the baby is quickly hungry again, but mom is right there, so it just nurses again."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"From the composition of human milk, it is clear that human babies are designed to nurse several times an hour, around the clock."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putting an infant on a 3-4 hour nursing schedule is counter to our biology. It can lead to underweight babies, low milk supply, and a quick return of the mother's fertility. Perhaps many of the times a new mom thinks she's being "used as a pacifier" she is in fact nursing her baby exactly as often as the baby expects/needs to be nursed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babies observed in natural societies do not suck their thumbs (read about it on Dettwyler's website). They have unrestricted access to their mother's breasts, so they don't need to satisfy their sucking instinct on anything else. In our increasingly unnatural society, moms don't spend their time in constant contact with their babies. They have other things to do that don't involve caring for their children. Some babies don't fill in and suck their own thumbs, thus freeing their mothers up. Over the years, people have come up with lots of ways to get the baby interested in sucking on something else. I looked up pacifiers on wikipedia(&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacifier"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacifier&lt;/a&gt;) and found that they have been met with resistance from the beginning, but not from the perspective of natural breastfeeding:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"in 1909 someone calling herself "Auntie Pacifier" wrote to the New York Times to warn of the "menace to health" (she meant dental health) of "the persistent, and, among poorer classes, the universal sucking of a rubber nipple sold as a 'pacifier'."&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacifier#_note-3"&gt;[4]&lt;/a&gt; In England too, dummies were seen as something the "poorer classes" would use, and associated with poor hygiene. In 1914 a &lt;a title="London" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt; doctor complained about "the dummy teat"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In response to a new mother who is worried that she is being used to replace a rubber or silicone nipple attached to a plastic shield, I would point out the obvious. That plastic pacifier is actually being used to replace YOU. Your baby wants to suck that often because she is supposed to. You are not spoiling her by letting her nurse as often as she needs; you are meeting her needs. She will not need to nurse that often forever. Weaning is actually a process that occurs over years, and will begin when she starts taking some of her nutrition from solid food. Nursing isn't all about food, though. It gives the baby antibodies and comfort (did you know it lowers the baby's blood pressure and heart rate?). Will your baby be doomed if you use a pacifier? No, but there are always trade offs when you tamper with nature. They're not all bad, but I find that many modern mommies won't even acknowledge that they exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the spirit of full disclosure: I gave my two youngest pacifiers in the car. I weighed the unnaturalness of riding in a car seat without the warmth of their mother against the comfort a silicone nipple could give. Both refused them after about five months. If I wasn't driving, I sat in back and figured out how to nurse in the carseat without having to unbuckle myself either ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kathydettwyler.org/dettwyler.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750478364871593939-7450096800426332729?l=magicmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7450096800426332729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750478364871593939&amp;postID=7450096800426332729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7450096800426332729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750478364871593939/posts/default/7450096800426332729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicmilk.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-do-you-think-babies-like-pacifiers.html' title='Why Do You Think Babies Like Pacifiers?'/><author><name>superfunmom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFCchwHjBfU/Ry9JJAMJQ_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/W5XC0g7jdGY/s72-c/hand+sucking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750478364871593939.post-1467305458309160408</id><published>2007-11-04T00:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:49:06.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Give You Challenges</title><content type='html'>Breastfeeding has become such a hot button issue in our culture that I have begun to hate all references to breastfeeding challenges. They crop up in every single edition of every single mainstream parenting magazine on the shelves. They are included in email newsletters from parenting websites and brought up on internet bulletin boards and parenting email lists. To say you had a breastfeeding challenge is the American mother’s “Get Out of Jail Free” card. No one would dare judge you for not breastfeeding if you’ve had a challenge. You tried, right? Fill that baby up on formula and don’t give breastfeeding another thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are women who have faced challenges that could not be overcome. I read about one such a mother in a recent edition &lt;a href="http://www.mothering.com/"&gt;Mothering Magazine &lt;/a&gt;. The mom had triplets, all with cleft lips and one with a cleft palate. She managed to nurse the two with intact palates (against all advice and odds). After six months of nursing two babies and pumping for the third, her supply began to diminish. That mother should feel absolutely no guilt for eventually switching to formula; her’s is the exact type of situation formula was originally designed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If more articles and stories were written about women who faced obstacles to breastfeeding and overcame them, they could benefit women all over the country. Instead, we have a population trained (or brainwashed if you prefer) to cut and run at the first sign of difficulty. It is often too late to correct misinformation once a woman has already had a baby because she will see it as criticism. The rare mom will actually learn from her mistakes and not repeat them with her next child, but that’s not the norm. Since becoming a mother myself, I have heard so many different “breastfeeding didn’t work for me” stories that I could write a book. I feel armed to counter their claims (depending on how well I know the people involved) because I too faced some unusual breastfeeding speed bumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen was born after a twenty-four hour labor and two more of pushing. I breastfed her for the first time before she was taken to be checked in the nursery. That night was one I will never forget. I snuggled next to my little angel the whole time, and she nursed repeatedly. I barely slept because I was so excited to finally be a mother. In the morning, a nurse came to take her back to the nursery to be seen by her pediatrician. About an hour later, the doctor came in to tell us that Kathleen’s white count was too high. She had been sent to the NICU for antibiotics and the nurse’s there would call me when we could come and see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until that moment I first visited my daughter in the NICU, I had no idea that IV’s could be placed in someone’s head. Kathleen had one lodged in her scalp; they had even had to shave off some of her hair. Before her stint in intensive care was over, the IV would infiltrate three different times. Kathleen left the hospital with only the hair on the back of her head, but that was the least of our concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor’s orders were for me to be allowed in to nurse the baby in the NICU whenever necessary. They gave me a rocking chair and a pillow in a small storage room off of the main unit. Imagine learning to breastfeed on a hard chair in a tiny room, with the pressure of knowing that if you weren’t finished in a certain amount of time, they would come and get the baby. I did that twice before my mom, a neonatal nurse-practitioner at the hospital, stepped in. Since Kathleen only had to be hooked up to the IV pump five times a day to get her doses of antibiotics, she got the doctor to agree to leave the baby with me the other parts of the day. That made things easier for the next day and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen’s white count still wasn’t normal that Sunday, but my insurance was kicking me out. The hospital told me that I could stay until midnight. I had already discussed breastfeeding with the NICU nurses. My plan was to come back every two to three hours round the clock. Andy and my mother convinced me to skip one feeding in the middle of the night so that I could sleep, since we would have to drive to and from the hospital every time. If I had it to do again, I would probably have spent the night on the couch in the waiting room. The nurses offered to give Kathleen “gavage feeding” for that one time a night, which meant sticking a tube down her throat and into her stomach to deliver formula. I was pumping like a fiend in the hospital, but had gotten nothing yet. The idea was to avoid nipple confusion, but I asked them to give her the formula in a bottle. After all of the needles and suffering she was already dealing with, I didn’t want to add to it with another medical procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ten o’clock that Sunday night, Andy loaded my things into the car while I held and nursed our daughter. At five minutes until midnight, we buzzed Kathleen’s nurse to come and get her. That was the most horrible feeling I had ever experienced. Andy and I walked out of the room after the nurse, who was pushing our baby in her isolette. She turned right towards the NICU, and we turned left towards our car. Unlike every TV show and movie I had ever seen, no one came to wheel me out. There was no fanfare or Hallmark moment. It was like my part was over, and I had no more value. I still cannot believe that we had to drive home without our daughter, but we did. I pumped and cried myself to sleep so that I could be up at six to go back and nurse her.&lt;br /&gt;The next few days were a blur. Andy drove me to and from the hospital all of the next day. The nurses were nice; they could call me if Kathleen was crying before her scheduled feeding so that we could rush over there. A few times, one of them was even holding her while they did paperwork so that she wouldn’t cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t all bearable, though. On the first day of our separation, a nurse came into the little room with a bottle of formula in her hand. She told me that the doctor wanted me to give it to Kathleen &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; I nursed her. When I asked why, she said that the baby was jaundiced and the formula would help. Luckily for me, my mom was in the next room working. I ran out nearly crying and told her what was happening. She agreed that my milk wouldn’t come in well if the baby was already full of formula at every feeding. She told me to only offer the bottle after nursing, which I did. Kathleen didn’t even want a sip. They also introduced the pacifier to my baby while she was there, but I didn’t complain as they were using to soothe her when I wasn’t there to comfort her. By the next evening, I was thouroughly depressed. I was lying on my parents’ couch, waiting until it was time to go back to my baby. She was days old, and I had never changed her diaper or bathed her; she had nurses to do that for her. I think that in that moment, my strong commitment to breastfeeding was forged. I realized that if I didn’t nurse my child and provide her with a form of nourishment that only I could give, then I wasn’t really crucial to her survival. Other people could change her, hold her, rock her, and give her a bottle. I was dispensable. Since then, I have learned even more about the importance of breastfeeding for my children’s health (both mental and physical) and my own health, but at that instant, all I thought was that this was something no one else could do for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby didn’t come home until Tuesday night. I never gave her another bottle. She was not interested in the pacifier anymore once she was with me. Despite my challenges, I managed to exclusively breastfeed (not counting the three bottles of formula she drank in the hospital) my first baby until she was twenty-two months old, and I was pregnant with her little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our immense relief, Alexander was totally healthy at birth. After only a four hour labor, I began pushing. That went on for two and a half hours, and his head never engaged in my pelvis. He was “sunny-side up” as the doctor called it, and he ended up being born via a c-section. I nursed him for the first time about an hour after his birth, and we never experienced any problems. My breastfeeding challenges with my son didn’t begin until his third month.&lt;br /&gt;I had been diagnosed with gallstones during my pregnancy. I suffered from about nine “attacks” while I was pregnant, but managed to avoid surgery. When Alexander was three months old, I finally went to a surgeon because the problem was persisting. She told me that I would have to have laparoscopic surgery to remove my gallbladder. I immediately began researching anesthesia and breastfeeding. I used an online help form to talk to a Le Leche League expert. She sent me several articles to read. I also called the lactation consultant at the hospital to ask her advice. She was very reassuring that I would be able to nurse as soon as I wanted after the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breastfed Alexander minutes before being wheeled away to the OR. The anesthesiologist came in to speak with me at that moment and said that he’d make sure to use meds that were safe for the baby. My operation only lasted about twenty-five minutes, and I woke up easily. Alexander didn’t even miss a feeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was nine months old, I found out that I would need outpatient surgery again. This time it was to drain an ovarian cyst that had developed during my pregnancy. I was nervous about the prospect of another operation, but I was confident that breastfeeding wouldn’t present any challenges. I woke up in the recovery room to a nurse who informed me that the doctor had had to make a large incision, and that I would have to stay overnight. I immediately thought of my baby and how I was going to nurse him. After finding out that I'd had to have my entire ovary removed, I had to deal with an idiot of a nurse who yelled at me for breastfeeding a nine month old! The nurse seemed to sense that she was facing a resentful audience because she muttered something about the baby being able to spend the night and left. He did spend that night with me in my hospital bed. Andy slept on a cot beside us and Kathleen spent the night with her grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to say that (so far) everything has gone smoothly with nursing my third baby, who is now seventeen months old. She latched on an hour after another c-section, and has been going strong ever since. I use my stories of the breastfeeding challenges I have faced not to gloat over my success, but to encourage other mothers to overcome whatever may be trying to prevent them from successfully breastfeeding their own babies. I believe that we have to stop politely nodding when a new mom says she can’t nurse because she had a c-section or a sick baby or sore nipples. 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