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A new moon

admin August 9th, 2008

Dear Kiddo,

Two days ago you turned one month old. I think you should know that though your birthday was not celebrated with cupcakes and candles, the last month has been one long birthday party for you. All of your grandparents have come to see you twice. Friends from other states have driven miles to come to see you. You have had easily over a dozen visitors. The pictures of you we post to friends cause my inbox to fill each morning with exclamations on your cuteness. You have already been the hit of a party. You now have the popularity I would have traded for my soul in middle school.

The one who enjoys you the most, though, is your father. You really should thank me later for picking him out for you. He is working part time so that his afternoons are spent with you sleeping on this shoulder, or with you slung across his arm sucking his thumb like a little monkey. He swoops you around the house like an airplane, holds you high and jiggles you like jelly, and doesn’t complain about changing your diapers. While I think that you are cute simply because you are a baby, he is convinced that you really are the cutest baby ever, most likely because you look exactly like he did when he was a baby. Your hand even perfectly mirrors his palm creases.

This whole month I have had no other real job than to take care of you. You sleep until around 7 AM and despite my efforts to stay in bed a little longer you wake up and are ready to play. So every morning we get up and after you are changed we have playtime together. Sometimes I put a toy on you and let you bat it around. Sometimes I show you around the house and describe everything. Sometimes I just let you gaze into my face. Recently you have started smiling and making this happy squealing noise that is the most incredible thing I have ever heard.

Early on, before I knew how to properly soothe you, back when you were nursing promptly every two hours, I went through several difficult days. Unfortunately I am just not one of those women who falls in love with a baby the instant she sees him, nor did I suddenly realize that mothering was what I had always been meant to do. I was worried that I had made a terrible mistake becoming a mother, one that I knew I could never undo. I worried that I would never enjoy this role, and that it would prevent me from accomplishing all the other incredible things I want to achieve in this life of mine. I worried that I had traded my life for yours, and it was a swindle.

But don’t worry kiddo, because I’m pretty sure I was wrong. I love the little sighing noises you make while you sleep, and how you can gaze at me for hours. I love how you squeal and open your mouth when I kiss you all over. I love your little round belly. I love how soft you feel, and how you stroke me with your hand and toes while you nurse. And now that I am getting more sleep and more confidence, I just can’t wait to discover other wonderful things about you, those moments and memories yet hidden away far from my view, secrets you will keep until it is your time to reveal them.

Happy Birthday!

Momma

An Open Letter

admin August 6th, 2008

Dear Woolite Pet Stain Remover People

I am writing you to commend you for a wonderful product. Over the years, your product has kept our carpet and furniture looking and smelling new, pet accident after pet accident, including one involving a lab puppy who mistook a bathroom garbage can for a shiny new dinner plate, and another involving our mutt and, well, let’s just say it was really bad. However, I had no idea that when my weeks old baby shot yellow week old baby poo through the air, over the changing table, and out onto the carpet, that your product would perform so spectacularly. Not only did Woolite Pet Stain Remover completely clean the area after being left to set for several hours (no Virginia, that 1AM poop explosion was not just a bad dream), but I feel confident that as the bottle advertises, the deodorizing effect of your product will dissuade my child from resoiling that spot again in the future. I thought that this new use of Woolite Pet Stain Remover should be brought to your attention in case you would like to utilize this information for marketing purposes in the future.

Sincerely,

WPSR’s biggest fan

And a New Day Dawns

admin August 1st, 2008

First of all, thank you so much, Gillian, for your comments. You made me feel so much better, sitting there, holding my hand with your words. I also posted a cry for help in my facebook profile, and was buoyed by many comments left by people I know and love all over the country. You know, I remember some kid’s show from a LONG way back with some truly awful jingle about how great friends are (Sesame Street? Mr. Rogers?) and I remember thinking, “Well duh you dumb people. This is so stupid.” But that was back when a “friend” was that kid you just met at the pool: “What’s your name? What’s your favorite color? Want to be my friend?”

So thank you to all my friends, the ones I know and those I don’t. My favorite color is blue.

Because today has been much better. My Mom is here to hold and console the baby, who strangely doesn’t feel the need to cry nearly so much. Our friends arrived early to take care of him, and we got to the graduation site in plenty of time. Graduation actually was nice, and I felt some sense of accomplishment.

I like to rub my velvet stole…

Apparently the baby didn’t cry at all while I was gone, and he is now back to his three hour feeding schedule. And Saturn aligns with the Moon and Pluto in the Southern hemisphere… So things are good, for now. And now I have heard that this is the toughest time, that things will get better, so the bad days will not be for the rest of my life, and OH MY GOD how good does that make me feel.

And now so that this blog isn’t entirely frustrated rants, here’s a bit of trivia about the phrase “T-minus” entirely stolen from that little gem, the urban dictionary.

T minus zero

“T minus zero” means “out of time.”

This comes from a countdown convention used in by both the American military and NASA.

Generally, it is used when counting down to a major event that will happen at a specific time.

Mathematically, T is time, minus whatever amount of time is left until the event happens.

If the News Years ball is dropping in 10 minutes, one could say “The ball is dropping in T minus 10 minutes and counting!”

Therefore, “T minus zero” means that there is no time left.

Interesting, no?

A Cry in the Dark

admin July 31st, 2008

So I haven’t written here in a while. Well, as they say, I’ve been busy.

Sometimes I feel guilty for not writing. I feel that slight guilt I feel when I really need to mop the floor, but choose to do something else instead, like it’s something on my to-do list that I ignore, but shouldn’t. And sometimes I feel silly for this guilt. It’s not like anyone needs me to write here. It’s not like I get paid, or someone is inconvenienced. But then again, I will never have more than a handful of readers if I never create something to be consumed. And don’t I know that feeling of disappointment when I visit my favorite blogs day after day to find nothing new?

But today, today, I write because I NEED to. I need to do something creative. I need to reach out. I need to have someone tell me, “me too.” I can’t help feeling that some time in the future I will take this post down. I will feel embarrassed by my weakness, or will be afraid that my son will read it many years from now. But at the moment, this is something I think I need. So here goes.

I graduate tomorrow. I walk across a stage while friends and family cheer for me, celebrate me, and applaud me. I take the final symbolic step to complete this incredibly trying, incredibly difficult, incredibly esteemed thing called the PhD. I do this thing that I have been working to do for the last half-decade. And all I want is to get it over with.

All I want is to get it done because of this other thing I have, this baby. This baby cries off and on all day. This baby forces me to wake several times every night. This baby I must keep alive day after day. This baby keeps me from doing other things. This baby is constantly on my mind.

Because I can’t expose this baby to germs, I am having some friends come by to take care of this baby. I am stressed hoping they get there in time, hoping we get out in time, hoping this baby doesn’t scream the whole time they are there, hoping this baby takes the bottle OK, hoping that I don’t get too engorged while I’m away from this baby, hoping I sleep the night before. This is half of me. The other half just wants to run away.

Really, this baby isn’t all that bad. He sleeps at night except for the hour he takes to eat every three hours that I feed him. (Isn’t an hour feeding a little long?) He doesn’t cry constantly, just off and on most of the time he’s awake during the day.

But still I can’t push out the nagging feeling that I have gone and done something horribly horribly wrong. Because, this, this is not fun. Why do women other seem to enjoy doing this? Can I please just give him back and have my old life back? I want my old life back. I want my husband and my sleep and my LIFE, my LIFE, the life I know how to live. And I want a job – any job that will get me away, and doing and thinking and not having to worry about this baby. Screw the dream job; screw me making a new start, a new career. I just want something that will make me enough money to have someone else take care of the baby for a little while. Someone who can do it better than I can.

And who thinks like this? What the hell kind of mom am I? This thing, this thing can never be undone. Never. What have I done? When does the fun part start? What is wrong with me? Do other moms worry that their lives will never be as good again, that they have made a terrible mistake? What if I’m just not the motherly type? What if it never gets better? Oh please tell me this will get better.

The thing is, I can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. I don’t know if it gets better, or just different. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to relax, to enjoy myself and my husband. I don’t know if I’ll ever get a job I really love, now that I don’t have time to devote to making that happen. I don’t know if this one decision has thoroughly screwed up my life. So please, tell me there is a light, that this gets better, that soon I will love my life again, that it’s worth it. Because right now all I want to do is go hide in a closet, and this graduation thing tomorrow just seems like some cruel joke. Congratulations, your life is over.

Dichotomy

admin June 12th, 2008

Defense is soon. Very very soon.

Soon I will answer to “doctor.” Soon I will answer to “mommy.”

I don’t know which one I am more excited about. Would it be a bad thing if it were the latter?

Update and baby randomness

admin May 29th, 2008

So I met in person with crazy advisor yesterday and suddenly he is no longer crazy. He was happy and friendly and told me that things were on track and that my dissertation was even stronger now, and oh, go ahead and see about getting a new date. I suppose that this is what people mean when they say that things are completely misinterpreted via email. Or maybe I really am insane.

This is why one should never get emotional in an email. It can be completely misinterpreted, and the forward button is a click away. I am so glad that I didn’t send any of the venting emails I was itching to send and vented here instead.

On the pregnancy front I am still having a pretty easy time, though my back still isn’t all that happy about recent developments. I will really miss feeling all these movements when my son is born. I bet the pharmaceutical companies could make good money with a pill that simulates fetal movement. Or is that called gas? Please ye fates, let these favorable conditions continue.

And here I would like to take a second to appeal to all those very kind people who send the pregnant lady baby gifts. First of all, thank you. You are very kind and thoughtful and she is really touched that you sent her things for the baby. Secondly, please do not send the pregnant lady 500 newborn clothes. Know that everyone else has sent her 500 newborn clothes as well. They are all so tiny and cute that she will keep them all knowing some will never get worn and then after a few months her baby will have to run around in loincloths stitched from the 50 receiving blankets she received.

My career decisions are in limbo until this dissertation thing is done. Apparently my stipend really does make a difference to our finances. More to come on this later. Now it is back to work.

On the pregnancy

admin April 17th, 2008

I hope I don’t offend all those poor women out there who had or are going through horrible terrible times while pregnant. Just like getting pregnant on the first try, I am again screwing with the average.

I love being pregnant.

I love that I burn an extra 300 calories a day without doing any additional working out. I love feeling the little alien in my belly poke, bump, and roll around. I am not sick, short of breath, depressed, moody, or bloated. I finally have something to talk about to complete strangers. I don’t have stretch marks (yessss!!). Thanks to generous offerings from past pregnant women, I have an entirely new wardrobe that I didn’t have to purchase. People are friendly and offer to give me free beverages if I am waiting for someone in a restaurant. (I am hoping this is because I am pregnant, and not because I look desperate.) After all this time, I finally look pregnant, and I actually believe my husband when he tells me I look hot. I am so loving these pregnancy boobies. This is SO much better than I thought it would be.

My only real problems are some back pain (helped with walking, exercise and a $30 massage chair bought online) and apparently a low iron level. I will have to work on that iron, but this is easily fixed. Also, my boobs leak a little after sex, which is very odd, but oddly cool.

Now, of course, the evil jinx fairies will come in my sleep to get me. I know this. I will have stretch marks reaching my calves in the morning.

But I thought I’d put this out there. For all the poor miserable pregnant women, the likes of whom I might just be forced to join before all of this is over, there are some that get off easy. I am hoping to stay one of the outliers.

I am wondering - are easy pregnancies something that other women have, but just don’t talk about? I get the feeling that whenever someone has it good – whether a wonderful relationship, or plenty of money, or a job they love whatever – they tend to keep it secret. I suppose they don’t want to brag or jinx their situation. So, am I unusual, or do most people just keep their mouths (fingers?) shut?

On paint fumes in pregnancy

admin February 27th, 2008

I was hard at work not writing my thesis earlier today when I happened upon a message board with women discussing the potential dangers of painting their nursery. Since I am somewhat qualified to address this subject, I think I will do it here. BUT I am no MD.

Summary: Latex probably OK. Oil based probably should be avoided. Headache, dizziness, nausea, fatigue - bad.

In general, Latex paints are considered safe. As far as I know, no comprehensive studies have been done on the effects of latex paint on pregnancy, but so many women do it without complications that doctors tend not to think of these paints as a real risk.

Parents should try to paint the nursery at least one month (more if possible) before the baby’s arrival to ensure that most of the fumes (or VOCs = volatile organic compounds) have evaporated and left. Many companies are coming out with low VOC paint. I will definitely check these out when I go to paint my nursery. I hear that they are offered by Home Depot, Lowes, and Sherwin Williams, to name a few. These paints are great because they both reduce the VOCs that the mother breathes and any residual fumes left over in the room once the baby is there. Some people believe that regular paint can continue to give off VOCs for months after the initial application. What they tell us in the lab is to “minimize exposure.” This means, if someone else is willing to do it all, let them. If not, make sure that the room and the areas around it get plenty of ventilation.

Some doctors aren’t too worried about oil based paints and stains, but I am. I know what goes into these things, and what comes out. Some of these chemicals are ones that I have been warned to stay away from in the lab. Many of them are much more potentially harmful than ethanol (drinking alcohol). If alcohol is to be avoided in pregnancy, then certainly I think these chemicals should be too. If one MUST be around for staining or using oils, make sure that every possible means of ventilation is being used, and you are out of the house as much as possible. I would certainly not do this kind of work with an infant around. If you can smell it, you are breathing it. If you don’t smell it, you still may be breathing it.

Now, the take home message. The number one thing we learn in the lab is to listen to our body’s cues. Headache is one of the first signs of overexposure. If what you are doing is giving you a headache, you should stop. If you are staining and you develop a headache, take a break and get out of there. If you must go back, stay for a shorter period and try further measures to reduce exposure. The other cues include dizziness, nausea, and fatigue. These are signs that your body is sick when you are using chemicals. Do not ignore them.

The same advice goes for other potentially harmful but unknown chemicals. If dyeing your hair gives you a headache, then I would advise against doing this during pregnancy. If the pest control guy comes over and you get dizzy, go outside. So much is unknown about the affects of common household chemicals on fetal development. Take cues for your own body. Even if the baby is fine, knowing what makes you sick is a good first start.

Of course there are several other common sources of VOCs in the average house. Some of these include vinyl shower curtains, chemicals in furniture, etc. I need do more reading on these to have any kind of informed opinion. Keep in mind that VOCs are not created equal. An “organic compound” can be most anything, so just because the VOCs in say paint, might be proven innocuous, the VOCs in some other material may not be.

Happy painting!

So

admin February 26th, 2008

It’s a boy! I am so excited.

I can feel him kicking around in there too. It’s similar to The Alien movie, just without all the bursting out, and acid blood and getting eaten. I really don’t understand how some people can not realize they are pregnant. What do they think is bumping around in there? A really big tapeworm? The weirdest gas they’ve ever had?

On Early Gender Stereotyping

admin February 7th, 2008

Gender stereotyping starts early, and can have detrimental, long lasting effects.

Studies have shown that gender stereotyping often begins even before the birth of the child. Prior to learning sex, parents describe their unborn children with roughly the same adjectives, but after learning gender, parents of boys are more likely to use words like “vigorous,” “strong,” and “boisterous” whereas female babies are likely described as “sweet,” or “fussy.” Of course these differences last long after the baby is born.

According to an article in Sex Roles: A Journal of Research, Jan, 1999 by C. Estelle Campenni,
“…parents describe their newborns differentially with girls being described with respect to their appearance while boys are portrayed with respect to their physical abilities.”

These trends are repeated over and over in the clothes children are dressed in, how their rooms are decorated, how they are treated, and the toys they are given.

From Avoiding Gender Stereotypes By Kristen Finello on Parents.com
“Go into a department store, for example, and you’ll notice that the girls’ clothing section is three times the size of the boys.” And girls’ clothing is often pink and less conducive to rough and tumble play,” notes Dr. Crowley-Long. The message: Appearance is critical for girls and they should avoid activities that might “mess up” their cute outfit. Boys, too, are affected by gender stereotypes. In fact, it’s more acceptable for a girl to be a “tomboy” than for a boy to show any effeminate qualities…Stereotypes like this can prevent boys from developing softer elements of their personality that can benefit them as human beings.”

And again from Sex Roles: A Journal of Research, Jan, 1999 by C. Estelle Campenni
“Parental toy choices and child-parent interactions with toys send a clear message to children regarding gender-typed behaviors (Caldera, Huston, O’Brien, 1989). Langolis and Downs (1980) have shown that parents play with their child’s gender-same toys longer, react more positively to gender-same toys, and are more critical of cross-sexed toys. These researchers have also shown that fathers use toys, perhaps unintentionally, to socialize their children differently based on sex and there is evidence that this gender-based socialization process begins as early as the first year of the child’s life (Snow, Jacklin, & Maccobby, 1983)….”

“Gender stereotyping of children’s toys may influence the development of gender schematic role identity in children and may play a part in the differences noted in the cognitive and social skills of girls and boys. Miller (1987) has noted that toys viewed as more appropriate for girls were also rated as attractive, creative, nurturing, and manipulable while masculine toys were identified as more competitive, aggressive, constructive, conducive to handling, encouraging sociability, and reality based. Interestingly, these differences in functionality of gender stereotyped toys correspond to differences noted in the stereotyped feminine and masculine behavioral and personality patterns with stereotypical feminine characteristics described as emotional, gentle, understanding, and creative while masculine traits include aggressive, active, dominant, and competitive (Spence & Helmreich, 1978). In support of the influence of these functional differences on children’s cognitive development, research has found that play with masculine toys may be linked with higher visual-spatial ability while play with feminine toys may be related to higher vocabulary ability (Serbin & Connor, 1979; Tracy, 1987).”

From Parental Influence on Children’s Socialization to Gender Roles, Adolescence, Summer, 1997Susan D. Witt, Ph.D, University of Akron, School of Home Economics and Family Ecology
“Parental attitudes towards their children have a strong impact on the child’s developing sense of self and self-esteem, with parental warmth and support being key factors for the child (Richards, Gitelson, Petersen, & Hartig, 1991). Often, parents give subtle messages regarding gender and what is acceptable for each gender - messages that are internalized by the developing child (Arliss, 1991). Sex role stereotypes are well established in early childhood. Messages about what is appropriate based on gender are so strong that even when children are exposed to different attitudes and experiences, they will revert to stereotyped choices (Haslett, Geis, & Carter, 1992).”

The stereotypes put forth by parents are then echoed in media – commercials, ads, children’s programs – and by the strangers and society in which the children interact.

But, you can work against these influences:

“Families with one or more androgynous parent (i.e., a mom who repairs the family car or a dad who bakes cookies for the PTA meeting) have been found to be highest on scores of parental warmth and support. These androgynous parents are found to be highly encouraging regarding achievement and developing a sense of self worth in sons and daughters (Sedney, 1987; Spence & Helmreich, 1980). Because of the strong influence of parents on gender role socialization, those parents who wish to be gender fair and encourage the best in both their sons and their daughters would do well to adopt an androgynous gender role orientation and encourage the same in their children.”

As you can probably guess, I have a huge problem with early assignment of gender stereotypes. I am desperately trying to avoid such labeling with my baby. It is a difficult battle. Grandparents on both sides want to know “what the baby is” so that they can go out and buy appropriate products. I have told them that the baby won’t care and that I like blue and green, but they just cannot bring themselves to purchase such things for a potentially girl baby. And I know that this request has to be easier than trying to get them to accept flowers or pink for any potential grandson.

I really want to know the gender of the baby. To me it is one more little piece of information. The nursery will be blue and green no matter what. I will buy cool gender neutral toys no matter what. But I do like certain traditionally male and female names, and I just want to know my baby that much better. I am very afraid, however, of telling this information to the grandparents in the fear that they will begin the process of stereotyping that I am trying so hard to avoid. I don’t care if strangers know if my baby is a boy or a girl. In fact, I’d rather they didn’t. I don’t like pink and ruffles, so I don’t want the baby dressed in pink and ruffles. If later my child decides that he or she likes pink and ruffles, then that will be fine. I just don’t like the idea of this poor baby’s future being set up before it is even born. Now how do you tell that to your parents? Or worse, your husbands’?

If anyone is reading this, please tell me some good tips on how to avoid gender stereotyping pressures from grandparents. I could really use some advice.

PS
Some tips from Parents.com on how to minimize gender stereotyping in your child

• Worry less about what other people think. Focus more on your child’s individual abilities and needs and fret less about whether he’ll get teased for his choices. For instance, if you son wants to take dance class, don’t let fear of teasing stop you from signing him up.

• Avoid making stereotypical statements. Saying thing like, “Big boys don’t cry” or “Little girls shouldn’t get their pretty clothes dirty” may seem harmless (after all, our parents likely said these same things to us) but they do perpetuate unhealthy gender stereotypes.

• Make a conscious decision about what you want your child to play with. For example, are dolls okay for boys? Toy cars fine for girls? Guns off-limits regardless of gender?

• Minimize emphasis on appearance and maximize emphasis on skills, abilities, and personality traits. “Girls get more comments on appearance than anything else,” says Dr. Crowley-Long. “Be sure to recognize your daughter’s achievements and abilities. Compliment not just on how something looks but on the content.” An example: If your daughter shows you a drawing or book report she’s completed, instead of just complimenting how nice it looks say something like, “Wow. I can see you really put a lot of thought into that.”

• Try to separate girls from the media’s messages about their bodies. Because of pervasive media messages, most women feel they are too fat, too skinny, too flat-chested, too something. There’s nothing wrong with caring about your appearance, says Dr. Crowley-Long, but it shouldn’t be the most important factor in a girl’s or woman’s life. Assure your daughter that she looks great just the way she is, but also emphasize how great (smart, funny, kind) she is on the inside as well.

• Encourage girls to get involved in sports or musical performance. Boys tend to join these activities more than girls as they get older, so girls may be missing out on some of the benefits. Research shows that involvement in sports, for example, can boost a child’s confidence and lower her likelihood of body image problems.

• Monitor your child’s media consumption. Be aware of what your kids are watching and listening to and the messages they are getting. Talk to them about what they are hearing and seeing.

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