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A Little Secret About Frequent Nighttime Waking in Babies and Toddlers

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How do you sleep?

How do you sleep?

Just a few minutes ago, I was doing the dishes and I heard little babe squawk for about the third time since I put her to bed a couple hours ago.  My husband is in there with her, so the first two times, she easily settled back down and fell back asleep cuddled against him.  But, when I heard her wake up for the third time, I thought, ‘Oh, she’s gotta pee‘.  So, I took my dishwashing gloves off, went into the bedroom, where she was tossing and turning on the bed next to Art.  She’s almost 11 months old.  I pulled off her pants and cloth diaper, then held her over a little potty I have by the side of the bed.  She complained a little, semi-cry, like, ‘man, this really stinks, I’m so tired and I want to be sleeping, but damn it, I have to pee!’.  (come on, you know the feeling, haven’t you ever been so comfy in bed that you wish someone could get up and pee for you?).  I wiped her off, plopped her back on the bed, put her dry diaper back on, laid down, gave her a few  minutes of boobies, then pulled away.  She complained a little (really wanted that boob still in her mouth), but then flopped over and squashed herself up against Art.  I got up and went back to doing the dishes. Read the rest of this entry

Very Extended and Tandem Breastfeeding: A Few Raised Eyebrows for Sure

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Big kid, loves boobs

Big kid, loves boobs

The other day, I was watching this clip of Maggie Gyllenhall, talking about breastfeeding her baby while she was shooting for the movie, White House Down.  The actress was saying how her daughter was only 2 1/2 months old when she started the filming, which seems crazy to me… Two months post partum and if I had as much money as her and I think I would be hunkered down with my baby wrapped on my chest and my pajamas on… forget having make up on and being on a movie set… but anyway…  It got me to thinking though… why is breastfeeding such a big deal?  I’m not talking even about breastfeeding in public, or breastfeeding a three year old, but I mean, just breastfeeding in general?  The talk show host certainly seemed a bit conservative about the whole thing, and also was a little confused when Maggie said she was ‘like, really breastfeeding‘… which is right, which is what you do when you have a tiny baby.  Anyway… Read the rest of this entry

Sibling Spacing from an Attachment Parent Perspective… Is Three the Magic Number?

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The only double trolley at Coles!

The only double trolley at Coles!

My girls are two years and four and half months apart… just to be extremely exact. Margo was 20 months old when I found out I was pregnant. Early pregnancy exhaustion and nausea set in soon after I took that pregnancy test, and stayed there for about 2 or 3 months. I spent a lot of time laying down on the couch, reading Margo books, or half dozing while she toddled around in the living room. The first trimester was during the hottest summer months, and the heat made me stick to our vinyl couch… the thought of opening the fridge to cook something made my stomach turn and I made sure that every time Margo had a nap, I was passed out along side of her. It was pure luck and a huge blessing that the exhaustion happened just at the start of school holidays, so I was off from work until the worst of it subsided. Looking back at the whole thing I can draw a better picture of what it means to have two kids relatively close in age. I know some people have kids much closer together than I did, or some even have twins or more on their hands, but it was still ‘2 under 3’ and it was a bit of juggling act to get started (still is). Read the rest of this entry

Do Children Remember Their Birth? My Three Year Old’s Birth, According to Her

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Growing up fast, but still remembers her first day :)

Growing up fast, but still remembers her first day 🙂

I was going to write a boring recipe post tonight on apple crumble, but as I was putting Margo to bed, she started giving me accurate details of her birth! I thought birth story by account of a three year old was more interesting than apple crumble…. fruity crumble recipe tomorrow. Read the rest of this entry

To Nurse to Sleep or to Not… Does it Need To Be a Question?

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Little babes at play and at sleep

Little babes at play and at sleep

There’s all this silly controversy in the baby world of debaters and ‘experts’.  The attachment parents (AP) say, ‘nurse your baby to sleep‘.  The anti-AP (Is there a term for these people?) go on to great lengths warning parents that if they feed their babies to sleep that their baby will never learn to ‘self sooth‘ or whatever that is supposed to mean.  In fact, the anti-AP’ers are probably concerned that your teenager will still be nursing themselves to sleep when they come home from high school (joking….).  Ok, anyway, if you’ve read any of my other blog posts, you would know that I am adamantly AP. I co-sleep, breastfed a 3 year old (and her baby sister), baby wear, etc. etc.  I was having a chat today, at one of our baby wearing meets, with a lovely mumma to four girls.  At the moment, two of her girls are 6 months old twins, and we were talking about night waking/night feeding and how our babies fall asleep, etc.  So, I thought I would share a bit on how differently I’ve put my girls to sleep. Read the rest of this entry

Night-Waking and Night-Weaning; It’s Not All Night-mares

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Can you believe, she's wearing my little brother's snow suit that is over twenty years old! Margo is a real Aussie...always dreaming of the day she can see snow.

Can you believe, she’s wearing my little brother’s snow suit that is over twenty years old! Margo is a real Aussie…always dreaming of the day she can see snow.

The attachment parents (AP) always cop it hard on this one: night waking.

We don’t let our kids ‘cry it out’, we wear them, we co-sleep, we breastfeed on demand, and some of us even take our babies to the toilet (called elimination communication), and yet it happens to almost all of us… the constant night waking.   Read the rest of this entry

Party Time! Co-Sleeping, Breastfeeding and Elimination Communication at Night

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Sleepy head

Sleepy head

The other day, a friend of mine asked me what my typical routine was like at night…. I’ve never really though much of it, as the night time baby/toddler duty has been my life for the past three years (exactly three years, as Margo turns three tomorrow)!.  It does all sound like  a commotion for  the middle of the night, all those ‘things’, sleeping with your baby, feeding them yourself, and taking them to loo all night…  But, I don’t think it’s such a big deal and for me, I wouldn’t have it any other way.   Read the rest of this entry

A Dr. Sears Seminar… the Attachment Parent Guru!

While feeding her baby, who jumps in the picture with the famous Dr. Sears... Yes, that would be me!

While breastfeeding her baby, who should jump into the picture with the famous Dr. Sears… Yes, that would be me!  My friend Angie was there with her tiny little newborn, who is just under 3 weeks old.  Angie was chatting to Dr. Sears after his seminar and asked if she could have a picture, so of course, I barged in… only to realize halfway through posing that I was actually feeding Goldie in the Ergo baby carrier.   Read the rest of this entry

Co-Sleeping Conundrums: Co-Sleeping with a Baby and a Toddler

Goldie's not sleeping, she's really smelling my armpit

Goldie’s not sleeping, she’s really smelling my armpit

It’s all fun and games until someone gets head-butted in the eye… Don’t get me wrong, I love love love co-sleeping with my babies… actually, it’s not that I love it, it’s just that I can’t imagine it any other way and I’m sure there are parents out there who love sharing their murphy bed with their children. Read the rest of this entry

Getting Caught with Your Pants Down… In the Rain

Refuge from the rain!

Refuge from the rain!

Why does it always happen right as we’re crossing the street at the pedestrian cross walks?  All the cars are stopped and we’re walking and Margo drops her doll, or trips, or her shoe falls off, or I drop Goldie’s hat.  Talk about performance anxiety!  Well, today’s cross walk conundrum took the cake! Read the rest of this entry