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LightsWe had guests visiting a few days ago, and I was recommended to write here again. I have a site where I have started sharing our family adventure into the permaculture world, and the little I write is there. Still, here it is. Today marks the start of the cold season, the month of the holidays fanfare and the final chapter of the year. It is a national holiday for both my husband and I. For all of these reasons, it seemed like it was time to celebrate. Yet, as we turned on the Christmas lights for the first time in our family, it was clear that my youngest boy was having a severe allergy attack. He went to the emergency room at the hospital and was given medicine as well as an injection. He stayed there most of the day for observation. We don't know what caused the allergy yet. Most likely, it was something that he ate for breakfast. I made a nut milk and a breakfast bowl with several ingredients. You try to make the healthiest meals, with the best ingredients, and you can still end up putting your boy at risk. I can strip all judgement, but the fact remains that I gave him food that caused him harm. This is something that is really hard to process, and accept. Of course, this is an opportunity to forgive myself, for causing this, to claim ignorance and underline my ongoing efforts to provide healthy and delicious food at every single meal, and to discover what is the root cause of this immune attack. This episode also...
Invitation to play
I will think of you, and your invitation, and I will be resentful.
Um convite para brincar
Vou pensar em ti, no teu convite, e sentirei azedume.
How to keep giving the same great childhood when you have two kids
And for now, we can’t say who got the better deal in terms of his first year. Does it matter, though? What we want to focus on is that moving forward, they have the best childhood possible, together.
Should we homeschool?
Even if it is just a few hours per day, they will still be under the care and influence of their teacher, peers and other school staff members for a significant part of their time awake.
No Noes
I always believed I couldn’t be a salesperson because I would hear “no” all the time. The irony, of course, is that I became a mother of two small children.
A tough day
Everyone is crying, I included. We can do this. Time check: 8:00.
When the toddler prefers daddy
You cook, feed, clean, entertain, show, explore the world with him. And then you get a physical and emotional push back or hear “daddy!” as a response.
My husband doesn’t help
He doesn’t help me with the dishes or with the diapers. I don’t help him with work. We do things together, we add to whatever the other one is doing.
We have a surprise – Oh, no!
The power of routines in babies livesLittle did I know how, one day, routines would be such a crucial part of my life. There ’s beauty in chaos, in uncharted territories, in endless possibilities. Waking up and having no clue what to do next, waiting to see what we are in the mood for. To travel to new places and explore different samples of the world and human wonders.Becoming a mother changed this lifestyle, of course. For a baby, everything is new and easily overwhelming. I am often amazed at their resilience, at their courage to experience something ever-changing, ever new. Even the same place feels different as they can see more, hear more, notice more things. It is incredible.But to manage all of these adventures, their own bodies and brains developing at an incredible speed, and an increasing level of awareness, there’s something we can do to help. And that support is to provide, as much as possible, a steady, reliable environment. This, to our family, means avoiding changing the rooms as little as possible (sounds, smells, the location of toys and furniture, etc.), interacting with a few close people during the first months, and providing as much predictability as possible. Here enters the need for routines.The baby has no control over what’s happening, he can only show disagreement or express his feelings to a very basic extent. He cannot tell you much, and he can decide even less. So, just imagine for a second: your body keeps changing, your mind and perception keep changing, the world around you looks giant, strange and completely different all the time....
A Balance of MBTI opposites in motherhood
So, am I still the same person? For sure. And I still have the same preferences. But my life is now very different, and therefore I need new tools. It’s all about increasing the portfolio of options at my disposal, particularly when it comes to my family.
Shared Loneliness
We were all doing the same: an act of love, even if solitary. We were all trying our best, to be good mothers and fathers and grandparents.
Motherhood – Emotions Series – Enjoyment
My heart exploded, and there were bursts of naches, happiness, love and excitement flowing everywhere.
Motherhood – Emotions Series – Fear
Fear has kept me on my toes. Love has kept me walking.
Motherhood – Emotions Series – Disgust
He, no matter how young, deserves respect and space to be himself. Let him kick.
Motherhood – Emotions Series – Sadness
You would expect that with so much happiness coming from motherhood, Sadness wouldn’t be a regular presence. But it is.
Motherhood – Emotions Series
I thought it was disappointing. If most of what we are enabled to feel is bad, how can we be truly happy?
Motherhood – Emotions Series – Anger
If Anger is energy, what can I do with it?
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