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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. ๐Ÿ™‚ 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 ๐Ÿ˜‰

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”ย Bandit

Hello

I figured I would say “Hi” to you all while I wait for my cup of tea to finish steeping. I should be going to bed because sleep has been hard to come by with this stupid cold making the rounds. But, I seem to have a frog in my throat that just doesn’t want to move on. So tea and Hello it is. ๐Ÿ™‚

We found Rocky a new home. He is living happily on a farm. He has his own little flock of Barred Rock hens to look after. Before we left the farm I picked up two Australorp pullets. I have no pictures yet because the girls, who we have named Dorothy and Rose, have been a little on the shy side. Yes, we have Blanche, Dorothy, and Rose. We just need a Sophia now.

Today Hubby and I started digging out the drainage culvert that divides the property. It was almost flat in some areas. We got about 40 feet of it cleared out today. There is still a lot more to go though. I am already pretty sore, I am hoping tomorrow won’t be too bad.

Munchkin has been super whiny for the last 24 hours. He hasn’t been able to verbalize why he is feeling so sad or angry. Everything has been setting him off though. I’ve been doing my best to keep my cool, it is hard at moments though. I am hoping tomorrow is a better day for him. I hate to see him having a difficult time.

Peanut started saying “sorry” today. Then when we were having some silly time before bed he started saying “I love you”! It was so sweet. That really made my night.

Blah. My throat is getting scratchier by the moment. I don’t want to be sick again! ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

A new potty learning contender?

For a while now Peanut has been sitting on his little potty in the bathroom. Fully clothed of course. It is really cute. He comes in, sits down, makes a “sssss” noise, and then asks for some toilet paper.

I try to give him naked time whenever possible. He has been prone to rashes. (I think I need new diapers or inserts. That is a post for another time though.) We have a potty in each bathroom and one in the living room. We sit him on them frequently and he did pee on the potty once so far. Yay Peanut!

He is starting to recognize when his body needs to go. Yesterday he was playing and let a couple drops of pee go (yeah, I know, he is going to hate me someday), realized what was happening and started yelling “Mama!” Same thing happened today too. He didn’t end up going in the potty, but it’s a step in the right direction. ๐Ÿ™‚

 

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 isย 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 ๐Ÿ™‚

It is, however, oh so worth it.ย 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. ย 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

โ€“ 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.

Happenings

This week has been busy.

K started her job at the Montessori School. We have been adjusting to the early wake up time and the driving. It’s about an hour and fifteen minutes round trip. We do this in the morning and the afternoon. The boys end up napping when we go to pick her up, so it works out pretty good. I have been trying to take advantage of the trips and attend playdates, hit up the playground, etc. Yesterday we met up with some friends at the splash pad and played in the water for three hours. The boys had a blast and both crashed on the way home.

The boys when we just got to the splash pad

We had a decent storm roll through on the way home yesterday. Just as we were getting into town it started pouring and the wind picked up. Visibility was low, everything was the same color gray. It was crazy. Luckily by the time we reached the house it had died down so we didn’t get drenched trying to get us all unloaded from the car. The animals were not happy though. Lily somehow got loose from her tie-out and was just running amuck. The goats were yelling at the top of their lungs.

And, we were missing a chicken. The White Leghorn, Franny. I searched everywhere and could not find her. Hubby went out later and looked too, but she was nowhere to be found. We did find her this evening. Unfortunately she was not alive. She was in a place Hubby and I had both looked already. We aren’t sure what happened. . .

RIP Franny

Today I came to the realization that Ms. Rocky is actually Mr. Rocky. (“Chandler’s a girl!”, lol thanks K for that Friends memory). His tail feathers are starting to look long and curvy. He and Buffy have been puffing out their neck feathers and kicking their feet up at each other. So now I am starting to wonder about Buffy too. . . .The other morning when I was in the shed and all the chickens were still sitting on their roost (yes, they all now go up there on their own and stay there all night!), someone crowed. I was feeding the goats so I had my back to them. I wasn’t sure who it was and if it was just a fluke. Guess not.

Mr. Rocky

I am excited to see the Perseids tonight. We should have clear skies here in North Mississippi. I love meteor showers. I have fond memories of sitting out in the wee hours wrapped in blankets watching in them. I tried to take Munchkin out before he went to bed to see if we could see any, but he is just entering the “scared” phase. So at every noise he was clinging to me asking “What’s that?” and “I’m scared”. Poor kid. I hope this doesn’t last too long.

Munchkin keeps getting upset with the chickens because they keep running in and eating up the grasshoppers and crickets he is trying to catch. Sometimes it doesn’t bother him and others he comes running to me bawling. I feel bad, but at the same time it is funny.

He has started to put words to his emotions! This is very exciting. We have been trying to help give him those words right along. Lately even more so because he has been physically showing Peanut that he is mad about something. We keep reminding him that we need to use our words not violence. It is paying off ๐Ÿ™‚

He has been “reading”, and cutting, and gluing. He can trace his letters and numbers very well and is starting to recognize his numbers. He is such a big boy.

Peanut is turning into a little hellion. He is throwing food around more than eating it now. At least he puts his empty dishes in the sink. He will take things and then run off with them so that you chase after him. It is annoying when it is happening, but as I am typing this I am shaking my head and smiling.

He had an episode the other night of what appears to have been “growing pains”. It was awful. He woke up the next morning perfectly fine. I was very relieved.

As I am typing this out this post, I am listening to bump, thump, crunch as Isis, the cat, is walking around on the roof. I suppose I should go get her down.