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Hiya MGM.
Bj would only eat the RG rice cereal, HATED other brands.
Their jar food is great (except that its in little satchels not jars), they actually taste like food, it's fantastic.
I have just managed (god knows how) to do a batch of veg, cook tea, mow the front lawn tidy the loungeroom and finally get bj to bed...not bad for the day (well, since 3pm).
Bj took ages to settle tonight, normally asleep at 6:15 at the latest, he finally dropped off at 9pm!
Oh and Bananas constipate bj too.
Lisa, I reread my post to see if it was me you refer to and there is a line in there about baby rice cereal and how I think it tastes terrible, etc. With my daughter, I was a totally different parent, and I wanted to do things differently this time. I had extremely severe post natal depression with her, for 18 months, and was suicidal. I am really enjoying it this time, and I want to shout it from the rooftops... because all I shouted 6 years ago was: please God let me die.
I am a very disorganised person, very messy and not domesticated AT ALL. I don't know if you were here from pregnancy or just from a certain time on, but if you were you may know that. My husband has a major issue with it as he is the opposite to me. So the fact that I'm managing this is really awesome, and not only managing it, I am doing things I always wanted to do, like soak my oats, make sourdough! and even kefir and sauerkraut. I'm a bloody champion, seriously. I have accepted that I am a sahm, and may be for some time. I'm ok with this now. I'm enjoying being led by my son and finding - for ME - it is more enjoyable.
I also like to write things as many things aren't known as options. Such as a baby eating regular food. I didn't know that until this year for Christ's sake. As I've mentioned. I'm learning, always learning, always wanting to share what I learn also. And some have been interested in the idea of it so I shared details. I in no way meant to make others feel bad, I would NEVER want to do that. I spend my life trying to help (failing perhaps, but trying), I spend 6 hours a week treating people's health for free. I can see, now, that it may have been insensitive due to some struggling in the way I did 6 years ago. And for that, I apologise. I meant no harm. I meant to brag, hell yeah. Of course. But I didn't mean to make anyone feel bad.
I have had one HELL of a fricken year. I had gestational diabetes for which I had to eat a special diet and exercise after every meal. I laboured for 13 hours without drugs with a bandel's ring at home (more painful than regular labour) desperate for a natural homebirth only to end up cut, again - no lotus birth, no quiet nothing. My son had allergies so I had to continue to eat a special diet, at times consisting of only chicken and rice for weeks. He scratched and scratched and I so desperately wanted to be the attachment mother I dreamed of being. I couldn't sling him all day. I had so many problems, eating into my dreams, my hopes to do things differently this time.
I cried. a lot. I screamed. I had a nervous breakdown. A bonafide nervous breakdown.
I had to quit going to a message board that was all AP because I felt like such a failure. I couldn't feed my son every half hour all day and night, I was too sleep deprived. I felt like I couldn't do anything they were doing. I didn't even know how mothers even DID half the things these ones did. I kept asking for advice, and they kept telling me, basically, to suck it up. So I sucked up as much as I could, and most of my dreams remained intact. But it was such a struggle.
I quit breastfeeding DD after 6 weeks and it was one of the pnd triggers for me... I am still bfing Ci, another thing to be proud of. I never thought I'd achieve that, esp when i kept drowning him, just like I did her, and he screamed and screamed almost every feed; he had green frothy poos and the whole thing was just another mess on top of all the other messes.
I never thought he'd stop whining for longer than five minutes. I kept wondering what I was doing wrong. I felt so ripped off and angry and resentful that of all those I knew I seemed to be doing it so much harder, putting myself out so much more for nothing. The books were wrong, the research was wrong... that's how I felt. He was more miserable than any kid, and so was I, and yet I was doing so much more.
And then it just all stopped. I used my knowledge to heal us both. His skin cleared like magic, I felt proud again. I stopped crying. So did he. He got happy, so happy. He started going leaps and bounds, and laughing all day. He seemed suddenly so switched on.
Those that have been here for the tiny bits I wrote about here have a little idea of how it was. But honestly, it was so much worse. I desperately tried to stick to my plan, to what I considered ideal, and it must have seemed like such a joke to everyone, in my real life and on here and other places. I cringe in embarrassment at it sometimes, but I had to do it, I slogged it out, I spread the good word, the reasons why I was doing what I was doing.... and now, here I am. I feel good. He is healthy, he is switched on, and I am experimenting and having fun and sticking to my goals of cross-cultural parenting, even with feeding.
So, if that seems smug, I make no apologies for that. It isn't my intention.
ETA, if I have just embarrassed myself even further by saying all that and it wasn't me that you directed that to, I'm really sorry. I'm hopeless at social things, and it seems online social things also.
Fire - :hug: well, I love you. You provide such a nice balance to everything that this forum and thread just wouldn't be worth it without you. Just my opinion... Good on you for all you've been through. My motherhood journey so far has been a piece of cake compared to yours. Even with a 'special needs' baby!
MagicSeahorse - I sincerely apologise for any offence. I certainly meant none. If you can bear it, I'd like you to post again so you can explain what offended you as I'd hate to do that to someone else unknowingly. I don't think I judged anyone or was smug in any way. I'm proud of my little man and will make no apology for that - but I certainly didn't mean to come across like that. Sorry.
I assume it is me because she posted just before me and there are only two posts after that, mine and yours and it can't be yours. She mentioned feeling judged, but the biggest judgment I've seen in this group has got to be her post, hands down. Maybe she's struggling... dunno, seemed a bit harsh, made my stomach lurch. And after all, we're all the "new mum" she mentioned.
I don't know if I'm up for her to give clarity, to be honest. If she's gonna itemise how much she can't stand me in some way I'd rather skip it, I'd like to get at least SOME darn TIME out of feeling groovy for a while before it all flips cos that's how it is with kids.
Although, it is amazing what a little sleep can do, I think I'll handle whatever Ci brings now.
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hi girls... um ...can i just say a big Sorry? I guess I've been a bit hormonal lately. You didn't deserve that outburst. Any of you. Nor was it directed at anyone in particular. I really do appologise if you thought I was having a go at you Fire. No excuses really, but I had a really bad week, and I was imagining everyone sticking daggers in my back.
I read your story Fire. You aren't the only one who has had a bad year. I haven't told you even a fraction of what we've been thru with Hunter. But I'm not going in to that as I didn't come on here for sympathy, but to say "Sorry". I'm A b*tch some times. I don't mean it, nor do I mean to be. Please accept my apology, as it is sincere.
You Judge me. I deserve it.
:hug: to both Fire & MSH...
No judgement here girl... but thank you for the apology.
Oh lisa, no worries :hug: I went a bit overboard cos I think the hormone thing is catching. Plus, I'm a rambler... heh, no sh** Sherlock. I shouldn't have reacted but it's typical of me to blame myself.
I'm glad you came back.
Lol. I tend to go a bit psycho occasionally, and have an out burst like that. Next time, just think :pms: !
I've also only just managed to kick the PND at last. Part of the reason I changed my name. Wanted to start fresh. But had a bit of a relapse last week. I get a bit paranoid, and read things that arnt there in to things people say.
I guess I've always felt like a bit of an outsider here, because Hunter is technically only 6 months not 8. I've tried so hard not to get jealous. most of the time it's worked, but during afore mentioned episodes I do get a bit narky. Also, the feeding routine you described Fire, is similar to what I always planned. But never turned out like that. I wasn't going to go back to work for a while, but with the business, I was back at work after 8 weeks. Full time. With hunter by my side, as there is no child care in our town, and we have no family or friends on this side of the country to help out. So I never have the time to cook the food for him, even cooking for us is a challenge. I have 1 hour per day, between 8pm and 9pm when my hands are free. I usually spend that on the comp. I guess reading about you doing what I wished I could just set me off.
Definition: Smug: ( noun) toxic emission produced by Hybrid cars, the production of Non GM foods, organic foods, homespun, homegrown veg, Free Trade Products.... get the picture?
Sorry. I am being funny here. Please don't take offence.:rolleyes:
:lol: I get the humour!
I can totally relate to the paranoia & being jealous. For instance : you're still breastfeeding... I wished for that. I couldn't know my boy would be born with a cleft palate which would change every idea I had about being a mother! Lucky for me, I have a wonderful support network (including an awesome DH) which helps me feel like I've done and am doing all I can to help my boy.
See - there I go on a rant! ;)
Go ahead and rant. I think it might help if we all get stuff of our chests more often.
Cleft pallet? yikes! No fun there.
I had planned a natural, drug free birth. Afterall, my baby would be perfectly healthy. Insted I got an emergency Cesaerian at 31 weeks, a week or so in NICU and endless weeks in Special Care. Baby was healthy, It was me. I was stuck in hospital having blood transfussions, and trying to get my kidneys to work again.
Yep. life is frustrating. We just never seem to get what we plan. But so long as we have happy babies, thats the main thing. I think we should all have a rant. And be there for each other.
you're right, lisa. sometimes when ds throws one of his huge tantrums i feel jealous and wish i could throw one too! hey after everything you've been through you were probably well overdue for a rant. hope you're feeling better now.:
fire keep enjoying the good times!
nettie that wasn't much of a rant. c'mon, you can do better! ;)
gotta go, dd is roaming round the house and i better go find her...
Does anyone know where the archives of these threads are kept?
Hi all
Ive been MIA too...partly CBF, and partly cause my world has expolded of late!
Mum had an accident and broke her leg, so Benjamin and I were in Geelong looking after her. Then we came back, and the next day DH ran out of fuel on his motorbike on the freeway, so we had an emergency dash out to fix that (he's been monitoring how many k's per tank he gets, and its been 300 constantly for 8 weeks...then he ran out at 260...go figure...
Then Tuesday night my sister finally came home from the UK...and of course we went to surpise her at the airport, but for the first time ever, Benjamin didn't do what I had hoped (which was go down to bed as usual t 6pm, and we'd wake him at 8:30 to go to the airport....nope....teeth got the better of him and he wouldn't settle).
So we trot off to the airport to meet the plane (due in at 9:40), which was delayed til 10:20....then, as the plane landed...the airport lost power (someone had cut through a major cable..as you do).
So not only were we in darkness...they couldn't process passports or put people through customs.
FINALLY at 12:25 Auntie Namm appeared through the cutoms doors (minus the luggage, which arrived 10pm wednesday night by courier).
And all the while, my little man was hanging about in his baby bjorn enjoying the world in general...lots of cuddles and tears (well, from my sis and me anyway, Bj was happy as Larry) later, we sat with mum (in her wheelchair), Dad and DH for a chat.
Then it was home to bed (we got home at 1am and Benjamin was asleep at 1:30, til 8am, then it was in the car and off to Geelong for the day with Auntie Namm (Deanne).
Today was meant to be a smooth one, big sleep in the morning, out to harvey norman to make a photo book for Auntie Namm for Christmas, then home for big arvo sleep, off to my old work for the Christmas picnic then home to bed....but NOOOOOOO.
We get to harvey norman and mu NEW usb stick was corrupt....come home, burn the pics to cd, back to HN, load the pics...get halfway through the book...machine crashed...start again...same thing happens...change machines and 3 hours later we leave Hardly Normal with the promise that the book will be ready before Deanne goes back in 3 weeks....
THEN it was off to the picnic...make an appearance, hand BJ round to everyone who wanted to cuddle him, then home for tea and bed...and now, he's sound asleep!
What a week so far, and its not even Christmas!!!!
Holy carp, BW!! I'm exhausted just reading that.
BTW, I too tried to find you on facebook but can't figure out which Duggan you may be.
ETA I just found you on Toni's friend's list. All's well.
Bugger me BW!! I agree with Fire! Hope you are getting sleep and rest etc while I'm typing this.
Not sure about this "Facebook" thing. How safe is it? I've never been on. Do I sound like a dork just by saying that?
MS Facebook is perfectly safe, my DH is very security conscious, and if he uses it...its all good!!!
BW - *phew* well done for getting through all that!
Fire - glad I could help ;)
Flat out at the moment (work-wise) so will have to do a short post for today
:leap: - this is me at the moment!
Will post again soon...