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Friday, January 14, 2011

A Purple Morning



How was your morning?  Mine was a little. . . purple.  Well, to be more accurate, my daugher's morning was a little purple.  She was painting with her (non-toxic and washable) watercolors while I took care of Henry in the playroom.  She seemed content and so I dared to take a few minutes-- maybe ten-- to check my email and meander around some news websites. 

I know:  what was I thinking?  Never leave a toddler alone with art supplies.  Oh, well.  I remained very calm and the paint washed right off in the shower.  There isn't any sense in getting worked up over a little sensory exploration!  I snapped this photo before washing her because I wanted to be able to show Chris this evening (and all of you) what really happens in our household on a Friday morning! 

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Walking alongside my daughter

Welcome to the January Carnival of Natural Parenting: Learning from children
This post was written for inclusion in the monthly Carnival of Natural Parenting hosted by Hobo Mama and Code Name: Mama. This month our participants have shared the many lessons their children have taught them. Please read to the end to find a list of links to the other carnival participants.
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“I can do it my own self,” Evelyn tells me. At two-and-a-half, she often can do things on her own—or at least with minimal input from me. As a mother, part of my vocation is to teach my children. I want them to learn about our family’s values and I hope I can be a guide as they discover and explore the world. Still, it is tempting to ignore these lovely ideals and swoop in to do things for my daughter and to make all of our decisions myself, especially when I am in a hurry.


Practicing new skills.

I use my parental “veto” power more often than I’d like. Evelyn wants to stay at the park all afternoon? Sorry Bunny, it’s time to go. Evelyn wants to ride up and down the escalator one more time? Not now, it’s time for lunch. A couple of months ago, I had a chance to hear two talks by Naomi Aldort (author and parenting expert at Mothering magazine). It is at times like these that I hear Aldort’s voice ringing in my ears: “Why are you giving so much power to the god of ‘it’s time’?” I think Evelyn has been trying to teach me exactly this: Watch me, Mama, not the clock. Slow down and be with me.

I am the daughter of a mother who never sat down while her children were young; she was never off the clock, as far as I could tell. In keeping with family tradition, then, I flutter around constantly. To be still is to be unproductive, you see. Sure, I spend time snuggled up in bed or on a chair while nursing baby Henry or reading a book to the kids, but my mind is plotting our next move. Mothering a toddler and an infant-- and striving to be an attached and present mother—challenges my type-A habits daily. Evelyn has plans of her own. I am learning to let her take the lead sometimes (or, at the very least, push back a bit if my plans are truly a poor fit for her).

Recently, I felt ready for Evelyn to wean. Post-partum depression and the fatigue that generally accompanies a new baby made tandem nursing seem especially draining and even suffocating at times. Though I am a strong supporter of child-led weaning, I talked with Evelyn about weaning and even threw Evelyn a little “weaning party.” However, it became clear that Evelyn was not ready. She whined and asked to nurse a few times each day. I was still overwhelmed and tired. The grass was not actually greener in this new land. After about a week, we resumed nursing a couple of times each day (usually linked with wake-up or bed times).

All by herself.
Evelyn wasn’t on board with my weaning decision and we reworked the plan for now. She was, however, prepared to ditch her diapers—a milestone I’d been cautiously avoiding while Henry was a newborn. I realized that Evelyn was ready for more independence, just not in the way I had planned. Within two days of making the switch from diapers to underwear, it was clear that Evelyn was fully on board with this decision. Now, after several weeks of having just one child in diapers, I am enjoying this new stage of toddlerhood and I’m glad that I let Evelyn take the lead in these two areas. I think the whole family benefits when each member feels heard and respected and I, for one, plan to slow down a bit more in the coming year so that I can truly listen to my children.


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Saturday, January 8, 2011

Transition week

This week has come with quite a few meltdowns, tears, and missed naps.  It can be challenging for adults to get back into their usual routine after a two-week holiday break, so imagine how tough the transition is for a toddler who needs some level of predictability to feel secure.  Sure, I'm still here, but Daddy has gone back to work and we've resumed some of our activities that had been on break.  This weekend, we're hoping to reset ourselves and start anew on Monday.  I'm really hoping for a more peaceful week.  I may need to cancel all non-essential appointments and just let the kids take the lead. 

For his part, Henry has continued to make to new discoveries-- seemingly on a daily basis.  Just the other day, he stood at the train table with Evelyn and slobbered on the train and then banged it around a bit-- that isn't new.  Then, Henry looked up at me and put the train onto the wooden track.  He was mimicking Evelyn.  Obviously, this is a sign of brilliance.  It was very cute.  See for yourself.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Mama cooks: Brownies from scratch

Yum!
Evelyn and I recently made these brownies.  I was especially eager to try this recipe because brownies (especially the gluten-free variety) normally contain quite a few eggs.  One recipe I found called for six of them!  As I love brownies, but do not love feeling ill after eating them, I turned to my new favorite cookbook.

Gluten-free vegan brownies (also soy-free) from Susan O'Brien's cookbook.
Ingredients:
1/4 cup oil
1 1/2 cups organic sugar
1 cup applesauce
1 banana, peeled and mashed
1 1/8 teaspoons Ener-G Egg Substitute
2 tablespoons warm water
1 cup cocoa powder
3/4 cup rice flour
1/2 cup quinoa flour (I substituted sorghum flour because that's what I had on hand) 
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon xanthan gum
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup semisweet vegan chocolate chips
1/2 cup walnuts, chopped (I omitted the walnuts because we didn't have any)

Preheat the oven to 350.  Grease an eight inch square pan (I used a dairy-free spread).  In large mixing bowl, add the oil and sugar, add the applesauce, mashed banana.  Whisk 2 TBSP warm water with 1 1/2 tsp Ener-G (really dissolve the powder!) and add to mix.  Add the cocoa powder and mix to blend.  In separate bowl sift together the flours, baking soda, xanthan gum, and the salt.  Combine the dry and wet ingredients and blend them well. Do not over beat.  Mix in by hand vegan chocolate chips and walnuts.  Spread evenly in greased pan.  Bake for 30 to 40 minutes-- the brownies should be gooey and moist, so a toothpick may not come up perfectly clean.  Let cool for five minutes.  Enjoy!

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Pals


This morning, Evelyn dragged a sleeping bag into the master bedroom to snuggle up and play.  Henry was in my arms and smiling and babbling at Evelyn, so I thought I'd bring him closer to his sister.  "Tuck Henry in, too!" Evelyn told me.  They were both thrilled to be together.  Henry was excited because he was getting some attention from his sister and the sleeping bag was something new to touch and explore.  Evelyn was excited (esctatic even) that her brother was able to "play" with her. 

During my pregnancy, we talked a lot about what life with a baby would be like.  We wanted Evelyn to have a basic understanding of what she could expect.  Almost daily, since Henry's birth, she says "Henry's too little to play with me now."  She knows that someday they'll play.  Well, increasingly, in little moments like this one, they are able to interact and play.  It makes all of us quite happy.

Sharing secrets.

Henry: Three Scenes

Hi there!

I'm ready to stand up!
Surprise!  I can do it by myself.