Thursday, August 16, 2012

My experiences with AP Principle 3....with a Toddler

I would never fully be able to understand this principle in the moment...if it weren't for Took. SURE..I can understand the concept and understand responding with empathy...but never really considered it, until I watched my girl in action.

She has been raised with love and empathy...her whole 16 months of life...so naturally her responses to her world are pure, in the moment and not changed by anyone. So it came as a sweet surprise when she started experiencing strong emotions. Strong feelings that led to "tantrums" or arching her back, crying, throwing something in her hand etc... What was truly interesting though, was how she would come to me immediately and ask to be picked up. "UP UP MOMMA" with a very concerned look in her eyes. I would quickly scoop her up and start saying "You must be feeling frustrated that the toy won't work. Let Momma help you figure it out"...and as I say any of those words, she is usually getting into position to nurse as she requests "me me" (her word for nursing). Tantrum over. Problem solved. She finishes nursing, gives me a kiss and goes right back to where she left off. We talk about it and I can show her how to resolve the problem without any tears. MAGIC!?

I don't know if I would have been able to "think" about it in the moment as quickly as she knew what to do. The first time it happened I literally said, "OK" as if I would have handled it differently. The second time, it took me by surprise as I thought, "I see what's happening here!" and by the third, my poor little girl's mother finally "got" with the program..."ABSOLUTELY!" She is coming to me! She is needing me!! I am actually teaching her to rely on me to help her through feelings that she is upset by, confused with or not liking! OH MY GOD!!!!!

Isn't this what it is all about!? Isn't this why we are "parenting this way" or we find ourselves having to justify what we are doing...isn't this the moment that proves it to yourself!?

The lesson she is learning from me....is so invaluable. I accept you for all of you. I love you for all of you. 



These moments, that seem to occur more and more, are amazing moments to teach her what her feelings are, to value and listen to her emotions, TO COME TO ME with them, to go to her father, how to handle them and how much I love and accept her. She even goes to the dogs to ask them for a kiss as she rubs the spot on her head that she bumped. 

You can literally feel how it is a pivotal point in our relationship...a moment that can either solidify our bond or begin to drive it apart. Sure it's hard. I am tired. There could be more kids involved in the mix...it's not always convenient...but it's my girl. My little lady is telling me something and thank GOD she doesn't give me any time to think. By the time she is upset she is already in my arms asking for "me me me". How wonderful! I can't imagine it any other way and I wouldn't want to! I cry when I hear parents telling their child, "it's not a big deal", "suck it up", "man up"..even "it's fine!"

It's obviously NOT fine! Ever have a person tell you that in the middle of a cry fest? Did those words EVER help? It usually made me cry more...out of frustration that the person I am crying to isn't "getting it"...isn't getting me..I can't have that! When she thinks it's a big deal..it is a big deal. In her world...it is huge! Why do I need to trivialize something when it's not about me...it's about her..in this moment...I can help her...I can show her!

This is another reason why we cannot place our emotions on our children's emotions. Saying things like "she's really fussy" today doesn't show that you are understanding her feelings. Saying "she is sad today" helps open the door to empathy. Remember the saying, "My child is not giving me a hard time. My child is having a hard time". See. It's all a matter of your perspective and your ability to check your emotions. 

A great example was the other morning...She was playing with a toy and I was watching her try so hard to figure it out. She was so close and I was silently rooting her on....She gave up...but not before throwing it down and immediately looking for me. In that moment, I was able to help her identify her emotions. "Momma, I am mad. That was hard! I need help!". We walked over together and I encouraged her to hand the toy to me. I praised her for handing it to me nicely instead of focusing on anything else. I showed her how to open the toy and turn it on; I quickly reset it back and handed it to her and encouraged her to try. She was successful, happy and went on to play. That interaction could have taken a negative turn if I focused solely on the fact that she threw the toy. Some parents choose to focus on the end result and punish the behavior....but she came to me and she was clear in how she was feeling. Totally different outcome. Totally different behavior and a very happy child. 

The idea of physical contact is huge here. When she gets upset, frustrated, scared she comes to me. My husband and I laugh because it looks like I am "home base" and it is so wonderful! We maintain the physical contact, reassure her and help her through the moment. We usually get a few kisses and tell her that we love her. We are accepting her even if she isn't reflecting back what we want or need.

One great idea that we have tried is the idea of the "meet on the couch". It's the opposite of "time out" and is more like "time in" together. We meet on the couch together, make contact, sometimes nurse, but always talk through emotions. It's a great time to calm down together. It gives me the time I need to gather my emotions and to check in with her. I like to think of it as an opportunity to re-connect and reassure her. We can take that time to give her some of the language that she can use in the moment. How great is it to be able to provide your child with the tools needed to resolve a conflict and problem solve a situation?! "Time in" together and "meeting on the couch" is another great way to give a toy a break. Especially if it is a toy that is being fought over or misused. Your lessons will speak volumes during these moments rather than the "traditional" way of scolding the child, making them feel as if they are a nuisance or sending them off with emotions that they aren't sure of. The behavior is the end result of a problem, it signals that the child opted to behave a certain way because they were unsure of how to handle it and were unsure of their feelings. This moment can be recognized by the parent as an opportunity to connect and teach coping skills rather than sending them away to deal with these confusing emotions alone.



Think about it. 

Another great idea posed by Mayim Bialik was the concept of "why not".  Before you jump in to say "no" think "why not". MOST of the time, your quick response was because you didn't want to be bothered with the clean up or you already know they outcome...but why not let them discover it themselves? OBVIOUSLY, if it is a safety or health issue then you wouldn't...but this has helped tremendously as I watch my little girl figure it out, make her own decision and come to her own conclusion. WHAT A POWERFUL LESSON!

This is a journey for us...but I am learning so much more about myself by following my little girl's lead...why not!




Wednesday, August 1, 2012

My Second World Breastfeeding Week

WOW!!! My second world breastfeeding week!!! This is amazing. I started my journey knowing in my heart that I wanted to breastfeed, but had no idea what it was "all about". I read up about breastfeeding and tried to stare at my nipples to figure out if they were inverted or not...what does that mean...and often wondered how much it will hurt....that was the extent of my "breastfeeding" prep.

I put my daughter to my breast as soon as I possibly could and remember that moment distinctly. I thought to myself, "here we go...let's see if this works...and what this feels like". Little did I know what it would do to me. We all know what the benefits of nursing and breastfeeding are for a child, but the momma...it was pure bliss.

I am not going to lie...I was scared. I was nervous...but I also knew to trust the process. Trust the wet diapers. Trust the baby cues. I watched her little mouth and looked for little swallows...It was happening!! It was really working!!  Every poopy diaper, every wet, empowered me. I knew it was working. I was so bonded to her that I hated when other people held her too long....I hated when she wasn't in my arms and I didn't understand the biological process.....and how normal it was. As I became comfortable in my role, I became comfortable in my attachment to her...I understood my mama bear feelings and I loved it.

I trusted my body and used my own milk to heal my newbie nips...and that only lasted two weeks...it's funny because now, I don't even know if she is latched on or not...I have to look, but if I have sand in my bathing suit...I COMPLAIN like crazy! It truly does not hurt...at all...

I celebrated each milestone and started trusting cluster feedings for what they were...opportunities to sit down and let her bring more milk in. I stopped watching the clock and stopped needing to time her nursing sessions.

I carried around a cover and needed help getting her ready to nurse in public...I waited for comments and was ready to go with a prepared argument about my rights. It never happened. I received glances, but mostly smiles. I started getting better at being discrete and didn't need any help. I started leaving my cover home and falling in love with my nursing relationship, mastering the ability to nurse with one hand while holding her and papers while on line at the DMV.

I knew enough to know that I was going to be hassled by my pediatrician's office...and was I ever. Not the pediatrician himself, but his assistant, who either had a problem with me or a problem with breastfeeding itself. Whatever the issue, it started in the hospital, "You know you should introduce a pacifier as soon as you can...Get some sleep" and "She did lose a few ounces, so you should consider supplementing". Thanks to new momma hormones and my knowledge, I knew to flat out say "NO...are you kidding? Do you even know what you are saying?" and never looked back...Every time I saw him he said the same things...he chalked things up to "nursing" and I smiled, knowing that he is missing out on something spectacular.

The overwhelming feeling of love and peace that I feel each and every time I nurse is amazing. Looking in her eyes, holding her hand and now as a toddler, holding her foot in my mouth...is priceless and something I cherish in the core of my very soul.

Overcoming those early days and knowing that I knew best was so empowering. I can't say it enough. We don't get enough support. It's sad. Moms who don't breastfeed don't feel like they have support and moms who breastfeed feel like they don't get enough support...what's up with that?

We need to do our best to help Moms and families know about breastfeeding to make accurate decisions for themselves, but also need to help promote understanding of "support" to do the best that we can.




I had and still have the most amazing support system in my husband. A man who was destined to be an attachment parent from birth. He loves everything about breastfeeding. He waved his hands at well meaning family who kept saying, "but you can't give her a bottle...how will you ever bond with her!". When she squeaked, he responded immediately, "Momma...she needs some boob!" He loved knowing that she could comfort herself for any reason and melted along with me when she started asking to nurse with "mama me me".  This is absolutely crucial to my nursing relationship. I fall in love with him all over again when I see him smiling and gazing at us while we nurse. It's truly amazing.

Screenshot from last year's Latch On from The Patch
Does this look like two people that are not bonded? I don't think so.

Whether you nursed or breastfed for an hour, a year or two or five, celebrate yourself! Celebrate your ability to accomplish your own personal goals, to be able to do what was best for your family with love in your heart and your arms. 

I celebrate the fact that my original nursing goal was three months and we are 16 months going strong without any intention of stopping.