It’s Time For A Shower!

Three lovely ladies I know are just weeks away from holding new babies in their arms for the second time. So of course you know their friends had to get together for a surprise virtual shower! Forget that nonsense that a second pregnancy doesn’t get a shower – why should having a second child be any different from the first?

OK, well, it is different.

It’s been nearly a year since my second child emerged and taught me that just because two children are from the same genetic stock doesn’t mean they’ll be anything alike. Both were colicky (sorry, you don’t necessarily get an easy one if the first was difficult), but the similarities end there. Cordy would laugh at anything. Mira is dead serious. Cordy was slow learning physical skills. Mira is close to walking and already a master escape artist. As we see Mira’s personality develop, we’re amazed at just how different these two children are.

I’d like to say the second is easier, but well, it is and it isn’t.

I remember those weeks before she was born (especially that week after my due date when all I could think about was when she would arrive), and how I worried about if I was ruining a good thing by having a second baby. I was scared that Cordy would hate me forever, that she would be forever resentful of losing out on some of my attention, that I would never find enough time and love for two children, and that any chance of having a moment to myself would forever be gone.

If you read that and started to hyperventilate, take a deep breath. While I feared all of that, it didn’t turn out that way. Cordy doesn’t hate me, and while it took her a few months to get used to Mira, she now loves her. Just this afternoon, while on the way to the zoo, we heard Cordy in the backseat saying, “Give me your hand, Mira. I want to hold your hand.” They play together, and while Cordy is sometimes a little too rough with Mira, she never tries to intentionally hurt her.

And I do still have time to myself. I’ll admit that time management is even more important, and I don’t have as much free time, but I still get moments to myself. The key is to remember to ask for help. I think Aaron and I get even more date nights now that Mira is here – maybe our families think that we need more time away since we have two kids now? I’m happy to accept the help!

As for finding enough time and love for two children – this is the easiest part. You’ll feel overwhelmed at times, you’ll dislike each of your children occasionally, but you really do have enough love for two. I’m not going to lie – the race for which one I like more changes by the minute, but I can’t imagine life without either of them.

Finally, if someone tells you that going from one to two children is harder than going from none to one, don’t let that scare you. It’s different, but I wouldn’t say harder. Some days they’ll both be crying at the same time, and you will want to grab the keys, leave them in the house, and drive far, far away without looking back. But other days the older one will entertain her little sibling, giving you time to sip a cup of coffee and read a few blogs, and the baby will laugh at some silly thing your toddler did, and suddenly you’ll feel like everything in your life is perfect and the heavens are smiling down on you.

Of course, I’m not quite a year into this new game, meaning I don’t have any insight into the sibling squabbles of the future, so I’ll put it to all of you: any advice for our shower-ees for dealing with two children?



Who Do You Trust?

As many of you know, I spent part of last week at an event for mommy bloggers in New Jersey. (I will be talking about it later this week on Mommy’s Must Haves. Still pulling the post together, and also tweaking the blog.) It was a lot of fun, and I really enjoyed getting to meet some new-to-me bloggers and have some great conversations.

There was a point in one discussion where the issue of trust was mentioned, and several women mentioned that they trust the opinions of other moms more than they trust large corporations. But then one blogger (this one) suddenly said in the middle of the conversation, “Well, I don’t trust the opinions of other moms!” I’m glad I was sitting behind her so she didn’t see my eyes nearly bug out of my head in surprise. Or hers. Or hers. (Although she may have seen hers as she slowly moved her chair away.)

Maybe I just have an abnormally educated and talented bunch of mom friends, but if I needed advice on something about parenting, products for my children, myself, or my home, you can bet I’m turning to another mom to get their opinion. (Not all have to be moms, either, depending on what you’re asking about. I’m looking at you, Auntie Suebob.) Chances are, they have advice that I will find helpful, even if I don’t follow their guidance.

Here’s a quick example. Yesterday, I discovered the annual ant convention had once again arrived in my living room. They come every year in the spring, and they’re a pain in the ass to get rid of. In frustration, I twittered that I couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to find a good exterminator. I know exterminators are bad (and expensive), but nothing else was working. Within an hour I had a plethora of other options to try, including boric acid, soap, cloves, cinnamon and coffee grounds. (Thanks to all of you, the ants are now on the retreat.)

Now, had I called an exterminator, asking for his advice on my ant problem, I’m sure he would have told me that I needed his services and that only he could properly get rid of my ants. And if I asked about the chemicals he uses, he would tell me they are all EPA approved, leaving out that there are still questions about if the exposure is really safe for pets and babies. I wouldn’t expect anything else – he has a business to run and a service to sell, so of course he’s going to promote his “product”. I can’t blame him.

Trusting other moms over corporations is only logical to me. Most of these moms have experience with many everyday products, and they know which work best and which cause their kids to break out in hives. If the diaper rash cream I have doesn’t seem to clear up my daughter’s red bottom, I will ask other moms which one they use and if they like it. Oh sure, there are a few that I question – like the Mary Kay rep who only suggests Mary Kay products – but most moms have nothing to sell and no reason to give you anything but their honest opinion. I’ll also pass along my thoughts on each diaper cream to other moms who ask for my advice.

We all know moms are the ultimate consumers – we are the ones who control most of the spending for our families, and we choose the products our families use. For 90% of the products out there, corporations have to get past us to get into our homes. So they mount extensive advertising campaigns to lure us to buy their product over the competition’s product. Again, it makes sense: they want to make money, so they have to convince us they have the best product.

For much of the 20th century, it was a good business plan, because the 20th century saw the separation of the extended family and the village into the isolated nuclear family we see today. That small nuclear family now moves around the country more, too, further separating themselves from their own extended families. And with moving around, we now don’t know our own neighbors – they’re not people we’ve grown up with and we’re less likely to trust them.

So instead of the village, where everyone knows everyone and you have a support network available to provide trusted advice, moms found themselves alone, figuring out this new mommy world on their own and unsure of where to go for advice. Advertisers took full advantage of this, with brand promotions such as “the name you can trust” and “what your baby would ask for.” Women bought into the brand more than the actual product.

But there was still a need to connect. Mommy groups grew in popularity, as did the concept of playdates. We needed to connect and find other moms, and in doing so we shared our experiences with each other, including product experience. A playdate at the park is more than letting the kids run off some steam together. It’s also a chance for moms to unload on each other, sharing knowledge and experience along with our frustrations and joy.

Now we have mommy blogs and parenting communities on the internet, allowing us to self-select our “village” from moms around the world. Ask many mom bloggers, and they’ll tell you they started blogging to find a community, seek out advice, or share their advice with others. We want to help each other deal with the onslaught from the media and from advertisers, who tell us we’re bad parents if we don’t breastfeed, or if we let our child cry it out, or if we don’t let them cry it out. It’s a conflicting crush of information being thrust at us, and having that resource of other moms who tell you, “I’ve been there, too, and here’s what worked for me…” can be reassuring.

So if you ask me who I trust, I’ll tell you I trust moms. When Cordy was born, I used products that the hospital gave me, thinking they had my best interests at heart. I now know corporations lobby and pay big bucks to have their products be the ones new moms go home with. Nearly every product I’ve bought for my children since then has been based on recommendations from other mothers and my own research. And rarely have I been lead to a bad product based on those recommendations.

I trust moms.



A Premonition Of Teen Years To Come?

“Mommy, you’re soooo boring.”




Why Must Healthy Be So Hard?

I want to eat healthy. I really do. It’s not like I go to the grocery each week thinking, “Gee, what can I buy that will add pounds to my waistline and double digits to my cholesterol?”

But there are lots of things that get in the way of providing the healthiest food for my family. First is the issue of time. Aaron works his 40 hours for the day job, then comes home to work his second job (writing for a movie website) most of the evening. I have nursing school, blogging, and caring for two needy little girls. Breakfasts are simple waffles or bagels, lunches most often consist of sandwiches, and dinners must be made quickly, with as few steps as possible. This requires a reliance on convenience foods.

Second is the issue of cost. Have you noticed how healthy food seems to cost more? Of course convenience foods are more expensive, but even fresh produce is costly. I hate having to choose between healthy or cheap foods, and when the choice needs to be made, I usually choose healthier foods for the girls, and junk for Aaron and I. And then I feel bad that I had to make that choice.

Those are excuses, though. I know we need to eat better. There are several convenience foods that are healthy, saving me time and calories all in one. And while I currently buy organic only for the girls (we buy two milks – organic for Cordy, regular for us), and they eat more fruits and veggies than Aaron and I do, it’s time for all of us to start eating better.

I’m trying to look at it this way: the costs of buying healthier foods may be high, but heart disease, obesity, high cholesterol, cancer, and all of the other health consequences that go along with those are even more expensive. And dying early is not something I’d like to consider, either.

How do I plan to start? I want to increase the amount of veggies we eat, using frozen to help with quick preparation. I love the little single-serve frozen veggie trays available nowadays, giving me an easy option at lunch when I’m rushing to fill sippy cups, bottles, and Disney plates.

Also, I want to make an effort to eat less meat when we can (I believe this was NoMeatPoWeek?). OK, this one will be hard, considering my husband is practically a carnivore. I’m already starting to show him that beef isn’t the only edible animal out there, and that chicken, turkey and pork can be tasty, too. I want to make organic choices where we can, too, especially when it comes to meat and milk.

The hardest part of all of this is weaning us off of the junk. We like our Doritos, our frozen pizzas, and our ice cream bars. And chocolate – oh, I don’t know if I can give that up. Moderation is good, right?

This is all part of a larger plan for me. I’m hitting the point where I’m sick of feeling fat (what? you didn’t know? oh, well, there’s a post coming on that topic in the next week!), and I think making some healthier choices when it comes to eating will be a good start in the process of living healthier. Although you may have to pry the chocolate out of my cold, dead hands.

This post was part of the Healthy Living Blog Blast being hosted by The Parent Bloggers Network and sponsored by Kroger. Want a chance to win a $50 Kroger gift card? You have until midnight Pacific time (that’s 3am here, local folks!) to write a post about how your family plans to live more healthfully in 2008.



Where’s My Support Stockings and False Teeth?

Today, Aaron and I went to the mall for some holiday shopping.

We poked our heads into Spencer’s Gifts, a store I had to visit during every mall trip as a teen. I haven’t been in one for a few years now, and thought it might be fun to take a walk down memory lane and see what quirky and slightly racy stuff they had now.

I can tell you this: it’s not the Spencer’s I remember. I was actually stunned by some of the stuff I saw there.

I walked out feeling old and conservative. Ouch.

Sigh.

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