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C’est La Vie

Sorry for my absence. Life has been zooming by. I don’t even know how long it has been since my last post. . . .

Did you all have a good Thanksgiving? We did. My mom and her husband came down for a visit. We had dinner at our house, so my in-laws came over as well. I think Munchkin was in his glory, he had all his favorite people under one roof. We took the boys to go see Wreck-It Ralph that Saturday. They did great and it was a cute movie.

I have been working on my WIC peer counselor training the last few weeks. It is exciting. I get to talk about breastfeeding with pregnant mamas. The boys have been spending a lot of time with Grandma as she has been watching them for me while I do the training and when I clean that house once a week. I am very grateful to have her so close. The boys enjoy going over there. Peanut has an easier time with my leaving then Munchkin does. As soon as I get back to bring them home though, Peanut wants his milkies (which he calls “mine”) immediately.

Peanut has been talking up a storm and repeats everything he hears. Luckily he hasn’t repeated any of the less than nice words that have escaped my mouth on occasion. It is cute listening and watching him copy everything his big brother does.

Munchkin is still in the in-between phase where he wants to be a big boy, but whines and cries because he wants you to help him do everything too. It keeps things interesting. 🙂 I love it when he tries out new words he hears and new gestures too. Today he gave me a thumbs up when I asked him if something was good.

On the animal/homestead end of things, we lost two chickens. I am not sure if it was Lily, who I caught eating them, or if it was the neighbor’s dog that Hubby had chased out of the yard when he caught him going after a chicken.

Lily went into heat and we tried to be diligent, but said neighbor’s dog managed to get hold of her and so now we should have puppies around Christmas. *sigh* Not especially happy, but “c’est la vie”

I was telling Munchkin that Lily has babies in her belly so he needs to not be so rough with her. Tonight he was talking about the babies in his belly. He has 5 or 6 of them in there. We are going to be busy 😉

My sister’s rabbit is hilarious. Nothing phases him. He quickly adjusted to the chaos that is our life. He gets free time in the house when the dogs are out. He hops onto the couch, pushes open doors if they aren’t shut tight, steals food off the kid’s table, begs when you are cutting up vegetables. He acts like a one of the dogs or the cats. I got this cute pic of him washing his face. Looks like he is saying “Oh no, what have I done” Bandit

Tuesday

Aside from being awake half the night with a coughing Peanut, the day was pretty good. I brought K to work for 7:30, when I got back home the boys were still sleeping. I sat down with some coffee and brought up Revolution on Hulu. I think I like the show. I am not really attached to any shows yet this season. I got about half way through before I was joined by the boys.

It was chilly in the house, so  decided to make some cookies. You know, to warm up the house 🙂 I made some Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies from My Baking Addiction. They are pretty delicious. Soft and cake-like. I made 36, there are now 14 left. . . . If you want the recipe, click here .

Yum!

After picking K up from work, I laid down with Peanut to get him down for a nap and ended up napping myself. I needed it. I don’t get much sleep when the boys are sick.

Munchkin has been pretty low key due to this cold. Hubby set him up with some video games and K found him a leapster on Ebay. He has been pretty happy with those. He is on the mend now. I think yesterday was his worst day.

Munchkin, yesterday. Napping on the couch.

The night ended well. I got to give Milkies to a goat magnet, a deer magnet, and then finally a sheep magnet as well as Peanut. So silly.

This evening has ended with the smell of skunk filling the air. I was hoping it wasn’t our dogs. No such luck. Lily didn’t really get it, Sawyer got it pretty good. I have no energy to bathe him right now though. The house is a little stinky. As soon as I get back from bringing K to work in the morning, I will hose him down.

Smelly Dog, Sawyer

Breastfeeding a Toddler

Breastfeeding a toddler is hard work. Anyone who says a mother does it for her own benefit, has obviously never done it. Between the acrobatics and the tantrums because you don’t/can’t let them nurse exactly when they want to, it isn’t easy. These days, it seems that is all Peanut wants to do. I feel like I am breastfeeding a newborn again. A 26lb newborn, Yikes! Imagine pushing that out? Don’t really want to.

This was just this morning while trying to type out this post 🙂

It is, however, oh so worth it. If Peanut is upset or just needs a moment to reconnect, I just pop out a boob and all is good in the world again.

It is very useful for treating any kind of ailment.  Fall down and get a boo boo? Give it a breastmilk rinse. Stuffy nose? Squirt some breastmilk in there. Ouchy bug bite or sting? Yep, breastmilk. Pink eye? Ear infection? Burn? Breastmilk will fix it. The list goes on forever.

The nutritional benefits of breastmilk are fantastic as well. A toddler’s eating habits can be a bit erratic. Breastmilk helps fill in those gaps. From Kellymom :

In the second year (12-23 months), 448 mL of breastmilk provides:

  • 29% of energy requirements
  • 43% of protein requirements
  • 36% of calcium requirements
  • 75% of vitamin A requirements
  • 76% of folate requirements
  • 94% of vitamin B12 requirements
  • 60% of vitamin C requirements

– Dewey 2001

Immune properties are more concentrated at this point as well. Yes, your kiddo will still get that cold from the child at the playground who sneezed on him, but it won’t be as severe or last as long. As soon as your little latches on, your bodies start communicating. His body tells yours that he was exposed to a bug. Your body starts producing antibodies and he starts receiving them the next time he latches on.

The longer you breastfeed, the more you and your little benefit.

Here in the states it is seen as some crazed parenting trend, but in reality, the normal weaning age worldwide is between 2 and 7 years old. If you are breastfeeding, be proud of it. Don’t let looks or words from others get you down. Know that you are doing what is right for you and your babe. The more we do it and don’t hide that we are doing it, the more normal it will become. Someone said on a thread I recently read, that breastfeeding needs to become as normal as walking your dog down the street. I thought that was great.

Our bodies are seriously awesome. It is still hard for me to wrap my head around sometimes. We grow a human inside our bodies and then are able to completely nourish them from our bodies. Can you say AMAZING?

Could you tell this face no more milkies? Not me.

 

Here is more information about breastfeeding past a year from Kellymom (seriously a fantastic resource).

 

*I need to make sure to include my disclaimer that if you formula feed that is okay too. Everyone has to do what is right for them. As long as your babe is thriving and everyone is happy, that is what matters.

Missing : Sleep loving child

This week has been seriously rough.

Peanut, who previously has loved sleep, is now fighting it horribly. . .

He is having a very hard time settling down to sleep at night. He breastfeeds and then cries and thrashes around and then breastfeeds some more and then cries and thrashes, and, well, you get the picture. This can go on for 10 minutes or it can go on for an hour.

I guess it just depends on how crazy his day was.

Being a toddler is hard work. I understand this. I do. Really.

Toddlers are working on finding words to communicate. They have hundreds of things to climb on. Lots of running to do. Millions of bugs to discover. Cars, dinosaurs, stuffed animals and blocks galore. Pages, tables, and walls to color. Chickens , cats, dogs, and goats to chase. Leaves, flowers, and dirt to taste. Food to toss everywhere, but your mouth. After all, they already filled up on flora and dirt 😉 A big brother to follow around and imitate. Then survive attacks by said big brother. And of course make sure the adults think you are too cute to get mad at.

See? Very busy. It can be hard to wind down from all that.

So, anyway. Once he finally gets to sleep, he will sleep for 3 – 4 hours. Then the fun really begins.

Near the end of this 3 or 4 hour stretch is usually when I want to crawl in bed and go to sleep. In “normal” land, I would crawl in give him the boob and we would both pass out until morning (give or take a boob session or two). Alas, we are not in “normal” land anymore. We are now in “Let’s deprive Mama of all sleep” land. Way more fun here. . . .

In this new land, we wake up at midnight and thrash around, and whine, and play with the stuffed animals, and pop on and off of my breast a million times. This goes on for hours. We end up only getting a few hours of broken sleep. Not enough to be super productive during the day. I only end up being somewhat productive. I got diapers washed today. Yay! Go me! Oh, and I got instructions on how to use the ride on mower.

I hope my sleep loving toddler returns to me soon. I am not sure how many more nights of not sleeping I can take before I crack. So if you happen to see him, can you please send him back home?

How is sleep going in your land?

I miss this ❤