Wednesday 14 December 2011

The Darndest Things!


My date sauce apparently makes fantastic paint....no, he didn't eat a drop!

"Osrid Olov, HOW did you manage to pee on me?" (whilst wearing a cloth nappy, which remained mysteriously completely dry) "I try..."

I was getting a bit concerned for O.O.'s language development because he used to be able to form a lot of words, and then wasn't speaking so much at all. However he has been very occupied with other developments I.E. learning to walk and run that speaking wasn't on his mind. I mean, he was jibber-jabbering a lot but not many words. Now our chatterbox is saying lots of things again. The cutest is when he says "Good Daddy" to Paul. Ooohhhh that makes a mother's heart melt.

He is also identifying colours pretty well when we play games. If I ask him to hand me a green ball, he will, for instance. He seems to really enjoy learning about colours and exploring music I.E. with his xylophone and the likes-but not just instruments, for he will use ANYTHING as a drum!

Osrid Olov has been loving bath time recently-it is like therapy for him, I think! When he gets too wound up and I run out of things to do, bath time, and instantly I've got my calm happy guy back. He splashes half of the bath water out of the tub but man, does it make my kid happy to splash...splash me, splash himsself, splash the floor. I love having that resource to make him so happy.

Overall, I think our little man is doing great!

Wednesday 7 December 2011

Solids?


I have been recently getting worried for Osrid Olov, for largely no reason...he is 13 months old as of tomorrow and does not have ANY interest in solid foods whatsoever! He is exclusively breastfed.

We follow child-led solids, which is now even recommended by most health professionals around the world as children being spoon fed prematurely can lead to digestive troubles, eating disorders, food allergies and several other health issues. However; mostly they recommend that a child will start to eat of their own accord around 6 months. Osrid is far past this! I took him to a doctor (even though I am usually not into western medicine) at 8 1/2 months for some oral pains he was suffering, and she was not concerned that he had not started solid foods-it is apparently very common for breastfed babes. I still thought; maybe there is something I should be worried about.

I feel reassured now; because I have talked to some Mum friends of mine who have had children not start eating until around 2, 3 years old, and one mother even told me that her son did not eat a bite of food until he was 5 1/2 years old! She told me that her doctor said he would be perfectly fine if he did not eat even into adulthood, because he was growing and developing perfectly well otherwise.

...Well, I can say the same for O.O.! He is very healthy, very happy, he weighs over 20 lbs, is a powerhouse of energy. So all I need to do really is just continue what we are doing: engaging him in meal times, offering him mini meals (a bite sized amount or two) that are the same as our own ect (I offered him, for instance, some dates yesterday and some organic rye bread today-both of which he threw on the floor!)...and he will eat, when he is ready! If he is not eating, his digestive system is probably unprepared for solid food. I do not want to give him food allergies, bowel disorders, immune system failures and who knows what else by pushing, pressuring or forcing him to eat. I trust that he knows his body and what it needs, and until the time comes, I am providing him with EVERYTHING that he needs (and hey, he's keeping me healthy too for "extended" breastfeeding wards off cancer and other disease). He is healthy as a horse, the only illness he has ever had was a very minor bout of dhiarrhoea (knock on wood) and he recovered quickly.

What I need to do though; is wear a thick skin-the criticism of others is already starting, and it will get much worse as he is older (if he does not wean that is). I need to shrug it off-I'm doing what's best for my little guy by meeting HIS needs, whatever they may be :)

On a side note I am so proud of him; he blew air for the first time yesterday. The reason this is important is because he has been trying for a very long time but keeps trying through closed lips and makes very funny sounds :) For some reason, he finds it very funny when we blow at his face, cracks up into giggles (maybe it tickles him?) and he can finally do it back.

He is walking like a champ too, and runs very well, but still isn't seeming to want to walk outside-but, it will come.

He is such a very good boy, we get so many compliments for what a sweet young man he is. I am soooo lucky for he rarely ever gets upset in public (when he does get in the slightest way upset though, I pick him up and take him home...no need to let it elevate to tantrums when I have all the time in the world to go back when he's feeling better and do other things), smiles sweetly at others, and is just such an angel. I am such a proud mother.

Realisations

I have recently come to a few realisations-things that I knew, perhaps, but did not fully realise and recognise.

I find myself very attracted to negativity; because I yearn so strongly for what is fair and just and wish to correct the injustices in the world. This is, in a sense, a good thing-this yearning for goodness-but much of it also creates within me a great dwelling of negativity which festers and cannot let go of this negativity. My thoughts are consumed with hurt for others who are hurting, and pain caused indirectly to me by people and companies in the world which are hurtful.

This is not to say that I wish to no longer engage in activism. Rather; I want to continue with a new light. I need to not waste my time arguing semantics with people who do not wish to listen. I must send my message clearly and trust that it has been heard. Some people will choose never to hear truth; but that is not a problem that needs to weigh on my shoulders. I must focus on enlightenment-I will inform, and be informed by others-those who do not wish to belong to this process need not fill my thoughts with worry. This is going to be a great challenge, who knows if I will ever get there 100%; but I know I must try to shake this weight in its heavy burden from my heart.

Another realisation I made is that I often feel I do not live inside my body, in the present moment. My mind is always wondering, it seems, no matter what I am doing. Indian philosophy emphasises that the mind and the body are not seperate, they are one entity. I believe this; in my heart of hearts, I KNOW that my mind must live inside my body. I want to think about what I am doing, in any exact moment, and be fully present in that moment. I don't want to be thinking about what I need from the store, how much it angers me that X company hurts the environment, or what I'll make for dinner when I am playing with my son or trying to sleep! What clutter it is, that fills my mind. I want to think about how fun it is racing wooden cars with Osrid, how good it feels to have a cuddle, how exciting it is to combine flavours when I'm making food...I could go on and on, but then I would be doing it right now-lacking in focus for the current moment. I must align my body with my mind, for they are one and the same.

I meditated this morning, and thanked myself for these lessons. It is amazing what can happen when we look inside ourselves.