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Thursday, February 2, 2012

Living in the moment today (with children), pays off tomorrow

I cannot tell you how many times I have heard parents lament how quickly their children grow up and how they wished they had appreciated that time with them more.
So just before Poppy was born, I made a promise to myself to not take my moments with her for granted. Already she has grown so much, so fast
I've found that feeding her in the wee morning hours was a lot easier when I considered how brief this period of her life is--only a year or so.

I know really it is unavoidable. No matter what I will always yearn to have spent more time with her than I remember having, but life must be lived. That goes for her just as much as it does for me.
Enjoy the rest of these pictures from play time earlier this afternoon




giving a little "mona lisa" smile














Sunday, January 1, 2012

Poppy and her Doll






My Poppy is becoming an expert smile-er, no? 
:)

Our first Christmas

Last Sunday Mr. Baker and I celebrated our first Christmas together! What a delight it was, too, to have it be the three of us, with our kleines madchen, Poppy. Mr. Baker and I opened our presents "aus Deutsch"--that is we opted to open them on Christmas Eve instead of Christmas Day. Our cozy little Christmas was the best of my life! It is such a joy to be a wife and mother--I think forever after my Christmases will be progressively better as we watch our children grow.

I did my best to try to emulate my mother's Christmas marathon of culinary masterpieces--but without a dishwasher, this domestic goddess pooped out after brunch on Christmas Eve. I was so worked up over having the best meals for Christmas Eve and Day and doing everything according to plan, that I was utterly stressed and missing out on just enjoying my holiday. So sometime Christmas Eve afternoon I realized that I did not want to be the Yuletide dictator I had been doing and just went with the flow.

Mr. Baker and I decided that, rather than have a traditional menu for the Christmas Holidays, we would get together as a family sometime prior to the holidays and decide what we would like to eat that year--be it pizza hut, chinese take out, or steak au poivre--that's what we're going to get! I think we might do the same with planning our Christmas activities.

We also decided that we liked the German tradition of opening gifts on Christmas Eve, so in the future we just might have the kids open their wrapped gifts on Christmas Eve, but Santa will still deliver his gifts on Christmas morning.

Mr Baker did very well this Christmas, receiving a fair amount of nice clothes from, me, his mother and my mom. One of my favorite gifts was the robe and slippers my mother sent me--I cannot tell you how much easier it is to take care of Poppy in the middle of the night now that I have a snuggly warm robe and slippers! Danke schone, Mutti!

Poppy with the "special" gift from Uncle Kyle and a fish rattle from Oma

Poppy was also highly favored in the gift department! I loved the pop up book her Lolly and Pa sent her, as well as the mary-jane socks not Bebella and Grandpa sent her. I crocheted her a "mohawk beanie" which had her grandparents and uncles in stitches when they saw her in it--she is positively adorable and I must get a picture of her wearing it! She also got her vary own baby doll (which is about as big as her)

I promise she loves her doll ;)

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Well at least not everyone feels that way,

Dear Poppy,
You bring so much joy into my life

Joy- as in suffering, work, fun, pleasantness, chaos, and peace all rolled up into one life with you equating to happiness

Not everybody feels this way about motherhood, or life in general, but you should know that life is about duality, its the bitterness in life that makes the sweet moments sweeter. 

Life is hard, and the only way to make life easy, is to not expect it to be so

Embrace challenge in your life, don't try to avoid it-that's a fruitless effort anyway. Challenges help you to grow. Our first parents left idyllic paradise in favor of a dreary wilderness so that they might obtain true happiness. And it's the same with life.

So mold your paradigm and your own perspectives so that when you are up in the wee small hours of the morning with your little one, you'll stop looking up random things on wikipedia, wishing you could go back to sleep. At that moment, look down into your child's eyes and remember that everyone laments not cherishing their children why they have them-- and then you should cherish the one in your arms.

Learn to give a prayer of thanks and feel gratitude for a physical body, even when it's sick or disabled in some way. Learn to remember how much you love someone, and how much they love you even when they don't show it. Learn cherish the hard times for how they help illuminate the good times.

Happiness occurs only when you decide to be happy

Ich liebe dich, kleines Mädchen,

Friday, December 2, 2011

it all comes out in the wash

After last night, I came to the consideration that perhaps Poppy (not her actual name-just a nickname I use for her on the internet) would sleep better in her own space and not our room. I think we might by waking her up throughout the night. Not fully trusting my own intuition, I went online to google search "when to put baby in own room". There was a myriad of blog posts: co-sleep is the best, sleeping in nursery is the best, sleeping in same room is the best, --no really sharing the bed works great, --no sleeping in their own room works great, and on and on. Finally I came to my senses and said "It doesn't really matter!". So long as you meet your child's emotional needs in the day time--I'll bet they won't develop any lasting psychological issues in the night based on sleep location.

It reminds me of a few weeks back, and the debate over taking Poppy out for walks in the stroller. My Mummykins is half-German, half deep rooted Southern girl--she advised that in Germany they take their kids out all the time--the cold air is good for the lungs. My mother in law is full Panamanian and has lived mostly on the western part of the USA. She was adamant that the cold air would cause health problems for Poppy and that Poppy would have difficulty breathing while the wind was blowing.

Such polar opinions--which one was right?-- well they raise perfectly healthy children  by both methods, so it must not really matter.

All psychology should be taken with a grain of salt--this from a psychology minor. If their is one thing I learned from all my education in psychology is that their are in innumerable variables to the human mind and existence, and that, outside of gospel principles, there are no blanket solutions especially ones as specific as ones related to child-rearing.

Gospel principles such as loving our families, staying morally clean, following the word of wisdom, are broad enough in their explanation so they can be adapted to the needs of each individual situation.

If a loving parent who co-sleeps with their child will probably have a just as healthy and well adjusted child as one who sleeps in their own crib or their own room--it's not that something as mundane as sleeping arrangement has much call on the child's overall sense of well being--it's that the parents genuinely love their children and see to their child's individual needs.

I sense that Poppy may sleep better if mom and dad aren't in the room, because she's napped very well that way. However, my next child might be the exact opposite. Since I love my child I will not just repeat what I did for Poppy, but adapt to that child's needs.

I've hear many arguments for and against pacifiers, or "babywearing" over "babycarrying"--again the same rule of trying to be in tune with what your baby needs applies. My friend Anna, to the best of my knowledge, never gave her children pacifiers, stating that you need to see to the needs of your child and not just plug up their mouths. This seemed logical to me, so I decided we'd forgo the paci. Another friend noted that sometimes babies just want something to suckle on and that it helped them feel comfortable

Shortly after Poppy was born they wheeled her into our hospital room and there she was happily sucking a pacifier. It's easier to wean a child off a pacifier than their own thumb by the way, so I decided to take the pacifier home with us rather than chuck it.

95% of the time I give Poppy the paci when I think that's all she wants or if it will help soothe her, or during time I can't immediately feed her--such is on the road in nowhereville Wyoming 15 min from our next pit stop.

As for wearing Poppy in a sling or keeping her in her carrier. Sometimes she wants to be held close, sometimes she's happily snoozing in her carrier, which will rock like a rocking chair easily--and this baby likes to be rocked!

So we play it by ear, and don;t have such specific absolutes.

My brother was a formula fed baby, husky 8 year old, and football playing teenager. My husband was a formula fed baby, husky 8 year old, and football playing teenager---they are entirely different people.

healthy development has so much more to do with broader issues than pacifiers or slings, or sleeping accomodation

Monday, October 17, 2011

Hospital Update #1

Well I'm here at the hospital to have a BABY! Last night, Poppyseed wasn't moving much and didn't move at all this morning. Since I had a dr's appt today, I just decided to go in a little early. They monitored her heart beat and movements. She moved a little after being hooked up. When Dr. L came in he simply said "Why don't we just have the baby today". There was nothing really wrong with her, but he said there really was no benefit to her staying there longer, incase her lack of movement might be something wrong. So he scheduled an inducement at 2 today. I'm up to 7ml of pitocin an hour now. and my contractions go to the top of the chart but they don't hurt and I haven't been checked yet to see if I'm dilating anymore. I can feel tension in my lower back, but my real complaint is--and you won't be really surprised by this considering my "lineage"--- I want to eat. I'm hungry and I only get to have jello. 

Friday, October 7, 2011

Taking it easy...

...that's a new style for me, but change can be good. Earlier, before the semester started, I had made up a jam packed schedule of things I wanted to do before the baby came, but by the end of week 2 I was exhausted. I remembered the words of President Uchtdorf's talk to slow down and simplify and knew this was something I needed to follow. So now we've nixed the thorough scrub down fall cleaning I had planned for a more manageable 1 hour a day cleaning--that equates to ten minutes in each room and 20 min on a day chore like ironing or mopping the floor. My aim is progression not completion so if the room isnt spotless, at least its cleaner and you'd be surprised how much you can do in ten minutes.
Speaking of 10, that's how many hours of sleep I get each night (odd bc before I got pregnant I could easily power through the day with 5 hours of sleep and lots of water) But I found that those extra 2 hours dosing while Mr Baker is up and getting ready for work make all the difference in my body not feeling very spent and exhausted towards the end of the day.
Achy joints...there used to be a little voice in my head while in the shower reminding me not to linger too long, there were things to do--not anymore. I blast that hot water for all its worth onto my sore neck for about 20 min to 30 min and that does the trick. I know even without feeling major back pain that my body is overdue for a massage, but I'm leaving off consulting the Bakery's change jar until after the Poppyseed comes. Until then I'm making the best of the fact that the Hart Building's pool is heated swimming my laps doing my funny little frog kicks from fitpregnancy .
Ahh the joys of dinner. I love food, but dinner can often be a chore for American women "I'm tired and dinner needs to be ready in 30 min....ramen/peanut butter sandwiches/order pizza, sounds good I don't feel like cooking"---sound familiar. I try to avoid this by thinking about what I'd like to eat during the day or by simply kicking off my shoes when I get home at 4:30 and perusing a cookbook or cooking website for a few minutes until I find something I'd actually love to eat, not just what I can make. I find this makes a huge difference. Unwinding for just a little bit and then finding something that makes you want to cook rather than feeling forced to cook. I also like to shop the international section of allrecipes, when I find something I like, I flip over to pandora and find a music station playing music from the country of origin we're eating from. French : Edith Piaf, Italian: Pavoratti, American: Miles Davis-- you get the idea. This adds atmosphere to the kitchen making dinner becomes more an unwind than an ardous task. And international doesnt= complicated, the other night we had chedder bruschetta, a Mediterranean dish--basically three types of cheeses pureed with tomatoes and spread over bread, then baked in the oven for 10 minutes--do you know what that is?--it's cheese toast that took 30 min instead of 3 and is a little healthier because a vegetable went with it. EASY.
Speaking of atmosphere--do you know what a white linen cloth and lighting a few candles on a set table can do for dinner time?--You actually sit down and enjoy it and relax rather than hurriedly scarf down what you just made standing be the fridge in the kitchen. oh it's nice. Home comforts like that are well worth the little effort they take.
I'm glad that this last month of my pregnancy I have time to relax, because taking care of Poppyseed will be quite the change, but not impossible. I'm already used to waking up every couple of hours needing to go to the bathroom and eat something, that's been the schedule for the past 6 months--my body is already prepped for feedings every 2 or so hours. And hopefully I can set my alarm so I'll wake up before Poppyseed does for her next feeding. We're also making a temporary switch over to paper and plastic dinnerware--just to make things easier that first month or so.
I know that caring for a newborn is demanding but I'm not freaking out over it because I've already set it in my mind that I'm not going to try to work Poppyseed into my life, I'm going to work my life around Poppyseed. My goals will be to see that she is fed and clean, and then I'll do what I can in the time I have left.   If it means I can't keep up with my artwork, I'll set it aside for a couple of months that's fine, if ten minute cleanings turn into five minute cleanings, it is ok. If I have to drop my german class and push back graduation to July and grad school til August, there is no shame in that (though I doubt it will get that bad unless something goes medically amiss). Perfect is doing my best and having my priorities straight. We don't have to do everything we want to do in our lives by the time we're 30--there's a lot of life to live. I have two goals right now enjoy and take care of my little family and get through my education. That is the season of life I am in and if I can get the other things done now, wonderful, but I'm not going to feel any less accomplished for not doing the extras. What is most important is Mr. Baker and Poppyseed, even my grad school education is because of and for them--my family will be so much the better for having a wife and mother with a master's degree than without.