Tag Archives: babies

Cats Are Not Toys

a white cat kissing a baby girlMy baby might be evil.

My daughter never cared about the cats, though they’d always been around. One cat in particular took a great interest in being her champion, sensing that she was something of great importance and well worth protecting, but as far as the baby was concerned, the cats were always off on the periphery.

Things change.

Somewhere around six months of age the cats changed from something to occasionally notice and smile at to something THAT MUST BE HELD. AND SQUEEZED. AND PLUCKED.

This displeases the cats, and yet, they still place themselves in positions to be grabbed by her and most remarkably they never retaliate when she grabs mighty fistfuls of kitty fur and proceeds to relieve the cats of their weight. At most, they yowl and squirm, which only encourages the baby, who giggles madly and then places the cats in a bear hug or sleeper hold, against which they again meow or struggle limply.

We’ve tried to show the baby how to pet the cats gently with open hands, to stroke their ears rather than pull them, and to gently tug their tails rather than yank them. However, the devil on her shoulder is clearly a bigger influence than we are. While I’ve suggested exorcism, the cats seem to know that this is something they simply must endure and that someday, hopefully soon, the baby will evolve from plucker to petter.

I continue to monitor the situation, rushing to free the cats lest they develop bald spots, and I will continue to demonstrate proper kitty pampering, but I have to wonder if that’s about the extent of what I can do at this stage.

Hmm, I wonder if my wife would be opposed to shaving the cats…


by James Cooper

Photo graciously provided by Wilson (Army Gal), through a Creative Commons license, some rights reserved

Determined To Breastfeed

black and white portrait of a mother breastfeeding her babyA couple of weeks ago, I asked my readers on a few websites one question: If you breastfed for over a year (the WHO recommends at least two, but we‘re flexible here), what do you think helped you to get that far?

For such a vague and unscientific question, I was grateful for all of the thoughtful and positive answers I received. In all, there were around thirty comments and emails from breastfeeding mothers (and one ad for a hands-free cup [?], and one enthusiastic husband who ‘Still enjoys breastfeeding’!). Long-term breastfeeders really got their teeth into this topic!

What struck me most was that many of the commenters did not find themselves taking to breastfeeding like a duck to water: Initial difficulties like caesarean delivery, sore nipples or a baby in neonatal care who was given bottles of formula in the first week, or a slow start with milk taking a while to come in, did not faze the determined mothers. It seemed that with first babies in particular, there were difficulties to overcome in the first weeks. “Number one was definitely the hardest” sighed one, although one mum who had an easy time with her first three and huge difficulties with her fourth wrote: “…would recommend to all to try, as the closeness and satisfaction it brings stays with you forever.”

What made these Mums keep at it, in spite of those exhausting first few weeks of soreness and milk supply issues?

“I just determined that I WOULD do this!” Several mums said that they absolutely wanted the best for their babies and refused to think of quitting early on. This determination saw them through the rough patches of infancy and once the issues were sorted out, it was smooth sailing for the next year or two. Research and information on the benefits of breastfeeding gathered beforehand seemed to fuel this determination.

“There is a difference between a baby surviving and thriving.” The health benefits for babies made many mums keep trying. And the continued benefits for toddlers, like greater resistance to allergies and a stronger immune system, made many continue for over a year.

“This too shall pass!” Sighed one tired, experienced mother, knowing that the early days of constant feeds soon settle down to a more predictable and relaxed routine.

Apart from determination, mothers talked about the support they got from their own mothers, their husbands or partners, and their friends. One mother was persuaded to stop breastfeeding her baby at age one, because of her own mother’s reaction: “I was made to feel like a freak… for my second, I decided to completely ignore any comments…” It’s interesting how much our own mothers’ opinions shape our parenting style!

Co-sleeping, now thought to be a factor in favour of a sufficient milk supply, was mentioned by some mums as being just too easy to ignore. “Get up to make a bottle?”… “I’m lazy, and couldn’t be bothered with the sterilizing and making formula.” In fact, lazy parenting got an all-round thumbs up: “Laziness is what got me through!” commented one mum, while another liked the flexibility: “Leaving the house involved diapers, wipes, and boobs!”

“And selfishness!” piped up another, reminding us that the chances of breast cancer are reduced by 63% when a woman breastfeeds for a total of 6 years – that’s three kids for two years each- a huge reduction! Imagine, if every woman breastfed an ‘average’ number of kids for the WHO-recommended time, breast cancer rates would be cut in half! Some findings suggest that breastfeeding may prove just as effective as Tamoxifen, a drug used in women to reduce breast cancer risk, in women with an immediate relative who had breast cancer.

Of the thirty women who wrote in, several returned to work early. They kept up breastfeeding by expressing their milk at work, and in one case having the baby in a nursery nearby. While returning to work made ‘Demand Feeding’ impossible during work hours, it did not seem to dampen the enthusiasm. For mothers who could stay at home, Demand Feeding certainly helped them: “As long and as often as the baby wanted,” said one mum.

I was certainly impressed with the enthusiasm that this topic generated. A few mums mentioned that “others find it odd to see a nursing toddler” and that if society’s perceptions were different, it would be easier to nurse for a longer period. Some mums defiantly defended their right to nurse a baby of any age in public: “I managed to feed my daughter in the bar after my husband played football, and not one of the 22 burly footballers made any comment whatsoever! Although even if they had, I wouldn’t have stopped.”

Those first two years are over so quickly and they are, developmentally, the most important in a baby’s life … as one mum said, “The time passes so quick – but the benefits last a lifetime.”

Amidst all of the self-congratulation, a few mums reminded us that not all mothers breastfeed with such success. There are many reasons for this, and a mother can formula-feed and still be a wonderful parent. But it’s fun to pat ourselves on our backs and talk about how, once you get used to it, long-term breastfeeding can be a beautiful gift to your children AND yourself.

Too often, mothers who nurse older babies are made to feel like weirdos, and it’s good to shout about it from the rooftops! And if we can persuade more parents (and grandparents) that “Breastfeeding for two years and beyond” is not only WHO-Recommended but Wonderful and Enjoyable, we may make the world a better, safer place for babies and mothers.

by Nan Sheppard

Photo graciously provided by christyscherrer, through a Creative Commons license, some rights reserved

GNMParents: Tere's Greatest Hits

Every once in a while, we’re going to feature a GNMParents contributor, giving you, dear reader, a chance to check out some of their finest work. It’s our way of saying thanks to our writers, past and present, and to give everyone a second chance to experience some mighty fine posts on parenting.

And now, direct from the beautiful and scenic archives of GNMParents, Tere’s Greatest Hits!

The Single Mother I Never Was Is The Single Mother I Now Am

Caught in the Act of my Own Awfulness

Ending & Beginning

Does Your Talking Toddler Amaze You Too?

Wherein I Confess…

The Language of Action

Holiday Customs Around the World (O.k., Maybe Just Miami)

A Baby Before 30

A very warm “Thank You” to Tere for her wonderful contributions. Her own blog, “A Mom, A Blog, And The Life In-Between“, is a must-read for parents of any age and for anyone thinking about having kids. Her writing is candid, bare-bones beautiful, and filled with genuine joy. Go there soon, and subscribe, ’cause it’s totally worth it.

Shouting From The Rooftops: Breastfeeding Older Babies Is Great!

a woman breastfeeding an older child in a tram car overlooking treesA couple of weeks ago, I asked my readers on a few websites one question: If you breastfed for over a year (the WHO recommends at least two, but we‘re flexible here), what do you think helped you to get that far?

For such a vague and unscientific question, I was grateful for all of the thoughtful and positive answers I received. In all, there were around thirty comments and emails from breastfeeding mothers (and one ad for a hands-free cup [?], and one enthusiastic husband who ‘Still enjoys breastfeeding’!). Long-term breastfeeders really got their teeth into this topic!

What struck me most was that many of the commenters did not find themselves taking to breastfeeding like a duck to water: Initial difficulties like caesarean delivery, sore nipples or a baby in neonatal care who was given bottles of formula in the first week, or a slow start with milk taking a while to come in, did not faze the determined mothers. It seemed that with first babies in particular, there were difficulties to overcome in the first weeks. “Number one was definitely the hardest” sighed one, although one mum who had an easy time with her first three and huge difficulties with her fourth wrote: “…would recommend to all to try, as the closeness and satisfaction it brings stays with you forever.”

What made these Mums keep at it, in spite of those exhausting first few weeks of soreness and milk supply issues?

“I just determined that I WOULD do this!” Several mums said that they absolutely wanted the best for their babies and refused to think of quitting early on. This determination saw them through the rough patches of infancy and once the issues were sorted out, it was smooth sailing for the next year or two. Research and information on the benefits of breastfeeding gathered beforehand seemed to fuel this determination.

“There is a difference between a baby surviving and thriving.” The health benefits for babies made many mums keep trying. And the continued benefits for toddlers, like greater resistance to allergies and a stronger immune system, made many continue for over a year.

“This too shall pass!” Sighed one tired, experienced mother, knowing that the early days of constant feeds soon settle down to a more predictable and relaxed routine.

Apart from determination, mothers talked about the support they got from their own mothers, their husbands or partners, and their friends. One mother was persuaded to stop breastfeeding her baby at age one, because of her own mother’s reaction: “I was made to feel like a freak… for my second, I decided to completely ignore any comments…” It’s interesting how much our own mothers’ opinions shape our parenting style!

Co-sleeping, now thought to be a factor in favour of a sufficient milk supply, was mentioned by some mums as being just too easy to ignore. “Get up to make a bottle?”… “I’m lazy, and couldn’t be bothered with the sterilizing and making formula.” In fact, lazy parenting got an all-round thumbs up: “Laziness is what got me through!” commented one mum, while another liked the flexibility: “Leaving the house involved diapers, wipes and boobs!”

“And selfishness!”, piped up another, reminding us that the chances of breast cancer are reduced by 63% when a woman breastfeeds for a total of 6 years – that’s three kids for two years each- a huge reduction! Imagine, if every woman breastfed an ‘average’ number of kids for the WHO-recommended time, breast cancer rates would be cut in half! Some findings suggest that breastfeeding may prove just as effective as Tamoxifen, a drug used in women to reduce breast cancer risk, in women with an immediate relative who had breast cancer.

Of the thirty women who wrote in, several returned to work early. They kept up breastfeeding by expressing their milk at work, and in one case having the baby in a nursery nearby. While returning to work made ‘Demand Feeding’ impossible during work hours, it did not seem to dampen the enthusiasm. For mothers who could stay at home, Demand Feeding certainly helped them: “As long and as often as the baby wanted,” said one mum.

I was certainly impressed with the enthusiasm that this topic generated. A few mums mentioned that “others find it odd to see a nursing toddler” and that if society’s perceptions were different, it would be easier to nurse for a longer period. Some mums defiantly defended their right to nurse a baby of any age in public: “I managed to feed my daughter in the bar after my husband played football, and not one of the 22 burly footballers made any comment whatsoever! Although even if they had, I wouldn’t have stopped.”

Those first two years are over so quickly and they are, developmentally, the most important in a baby’s life … as one mum said, “The time passes so quick – but the benefits last a lifetime.”

Amidst all of the self-congratulation, a few mums reminded us that not all mothers breastfeed with such success. There are many reasons for this, and a mother can formula-feed and still be a wonderful parent. But it’s fun to pat ourselves on our backs and talk about how, once you get used to it, long-term breastfeeding can be a beautiful gift to your children AND yourself.

Too often, mothers who nurse older babies are made to feel like weirdos, and it’s good to shout about it from the rooftops! And if we can persuade more parents (and grandparents) that “Breastfeeding for two years and beyond” is not only WHO-Recommended but Wonderful and Enjoyable, we may make the world a better, safer place for babies and mothers.

by Nan Sheppard

Photo graciously provided by Ronen’s Dad, through a Creative Commons license, some rights reserved

Just One More Level

a man at his computer looking over his shoulderThe mighty warlock raises his arms to the sky, thick sleeves on his enchanted robes sliding back as the air before his fingertips begins sparking. This intensifies and extends to the space before him into the area occupied by unwitting ogres fighting over the spoils from their raid into the nearby villages.

Ready to unleash a furious hailstorm of fire the warlock…

“Jaaaaaaaames, I need you to take care of the baby right now.”

“But I’m just about to toast some ogres and take back the Shard of Skeeg.”

“You can do that another time, right now the baby needs to be changed, fed, and read to.”

“Sigh… alright…”

The feeling-less-than-entirely-mighty warlock cools it with the pyrotechnics and holsters his magic fingers. The game world in which he resides is exited and the mortal software engineer called James trundles towards the nursery to tend to his seven month old daughter.

It’s not the easiest transition, from videogamer to parent, and one I’m still trying to find the ideal balance between. I don’t begrudge my daughter her intrusions into my gaming time. Honestly, I might be a little annoyed that my playtime was cut short but I love my daughter and she loves me and it really doesn’t take much effort of her behalf to make it time better spent than sitting behind my monitor for hours on end.

I also cannot begrudge my wife as she’s much in the same boat as I am. Both of us are fulltime employees, health and fitness enthusiasts, videogamers, and still relatively new to parenting and homeownership. As time goes by we are better finding our stride and for the most part our juggling act has gotten less chaotic, but time to time some aspects of our lives do suffer and one thing that often takes a backseat is videogames.

So, what’s a gamer parent to do? I’m still trying to figure that out but it appears largely a matter of compromise. These days I usually only play videogames once or twice a week and mostly early on weekend mornings or late at night to work around the baby’s sleeptime. Also, if I take care of the baby while my wife naps I’ll often receive that time back for myself later.

Sometimes I will catch brief gaming sessions with the baby on her play mat next to me, or even with her sitting on my lap, but brief is the key word on those rounds. Mostly it is a matter of understanding and embracing the more important things in life, making the most of whatever time I may have, and a lot of quid pro quo.

I am completely open to advice though, and anything that lets me eek out just one more level is always appreciated.


by James Cooper

Photo graciously provided by Jeff the Trojan, through a Creative Commons license, some rights reserved