Tuesday, 21 May 2013

Knowledge is Power


Today the British Medical Journal published a new analysis of data from five previous studies which found that sharing a bed with your baby increases the risk of sudden infant death syndrome.

The results have understandably provoked a passionate response from many on both sides on the co-sleeping fence.  Many Mother’s feel that their parenting choices are being invaded, and that more specific research is required before scaring Mothers with statements like these.

I don't want to comment specifically on this article as I have not read it in full.  I instead want to tackle the wider issue of when parental guidance becomes dictated rather than purely informative.

In the not so distant past, a mother's instinct was something that was admired.  No-one knew what was better for a child more than that child's mother.  Now there seems to be a trend towards dismissing an individual mother's opinion in lieu of medical statistics.  The needs of an individual child are overlooked in favour of generic guidelines.  A mother who makes her own decision is deemed irresponsible and is frowned upon.

This has already had the effect of mothers losing confidence in their own decisions.  I include myself in this.  My own Mother finds it highly amusing that I am unable to run my daughter a bath without checking the bath temperature with a digital thermometer, instead of trusting my own judgement about whether it is the correct temperature.   Along similar lines, if I am away from home and forget C’s room thermometer, I feel I don’t know what to dress her in at night.   If it’s 20.1’c then I know she needs a short sleeve vest, long sleeve sleepsuit and a 1.5 tog sleeping bag, yet at 21.3’c I know she needs just the sleepsuit and sleeping bag, no vest.  Without this information I feel lost.  I should have the confidence to be able to make these kind of decisions on my own!

Instead of being frowned upon, a Mother’s instinct should be embraced and used alongside medical knowledge to provide the safest environment possible for our children.  Where a child’s health is at risk, it is vitally important that medical research is continually carried out and widely circulated to help Mothers and Fathers provide the best care for their children.  The studies carried out into SIDS in the 1990s have proved invaluable in reducing the number of cot deaths in this country and further afield.  

What concerns many is the research often appears generalised and provides dumbed down advice to parents without giving them all the facts.  For example, it is simpler to tell parents not to bedshare at all rather than go through the more complicated process of explaining what variables have been taken into account in the research and more importantly which have not.  What seems to have been overlooked is giving parents the full picture allows them to make informed decisions. After all knowledge is power!  

Going one step further, there have been instances recently where decisions have been taken out of the parents hands completely.  It is my understanding all retailers selling amber teething necklaces within the UK were contacted by Trading Standards last year and asked to remove them from sale due to the potential safety of the necklaces and the questionable health benefits.  These items have been used for hundreds of years and many Mothers swear by the health benefits, yet apparently now Mothers are incapable of making their own decision on this matter.  Now I am not a particular advocate of this particular item however it frustrates me that it should not be down to the individual mother to decide whether or not to use them. 

As a parent we have to live with the choices we make therefore it is important we feel comfortable with them and not pressurised into doing something that does not feel right! As a nation we should be empowering Mothers with the knowledge and confidence to make the best decisions possible for our children; not dismissing our opinion.  It may be hard for some to accept but in some cases a Mother really can know best!

Wednesday, 15 May 2013

Why I am here


I felt compelled to write this, both after my blog post yesterday, and after a discussion on twitter this morning about how easy it is to offend people when you’re moaning about your life.  I was wanting to clarify (or maybe justify) why I am here.

In real life I am quiet, shy and unassuming. In the past I have surrounded myself with 2 or 3 really close friends rather than a number if acquaintances.  Unfortunately since university we have all got married, started families of our own and drifted apart.  Since C was born I have met lots of lovely new acquaintances but as yet do not really have any close friends. My soul mate and partner in crime is my husband. We do everything together, however sometimes I find him difficult to talk to, especially about issues close to home or things I feel he does not understand.  I do not feel there is anyone else in my life I can talk to about problems, no-one I trust not to judge me or gossip.  And people DO!  I see it all the time.  

Early on in my first pregnancy I took to twitter to share my fears and anxieties and to look for support.  I kept my account anonymous so that no-one I knew could find and read my tweets.  This allowed me to feel free to express how I was feeling. However, there is only one side of me on twitter, the side that doesn’t exist well in real life and therefore should not be taken as a true reflection of my personality.

If I am having a bad day I might try and talk to my husband if he is around, however frequently at the moment he is away.  Failing that I turn to twitter.  There really is no-one else.  If I say I am having a bad day, then please do not think that does not mean I do not appreciate what I have.  It is presumptuous to think that I have just forgotten my infertility journey.  Every day I count my lucky stars that I am where I am, but that does not make every day a bed of roses or that I am an ungrateful person for finding those days hard.  

I learnt early on that the best way to make myself feel better and move on was to talk.  Failing having no-one within earshot, I “talk” on twitter or on my blog, and get things out of my system.  If things that I write offend you then please do not follow me!  I need to be able to have this release for my own sanity.  I am not here to please an audience.  That was never why I joined twitter.

I also try and give back, offering advice and reassurance to others going through stressful pregnancies or with a similar medical background.  Twitter is great for that and I love the community that I have become part of.  I really really appreciate all the support I have had on here over the past (almost 2 years), some of you I feel I have become particularly close to.  

I am sure people on here have assumptions on the kind of person I am from what I have written in the past.  I am sure I would be guilty of the same in reverse.  The difference here is, it doesn’t matter, or probably more correctly, it matters less.  I care about how my friends, acquaintances and family see me.  Maybe even overly self-conscious about it.  I care less about what people think on here because I know they are not seeing the full picture, just the anonymous ramblings of a tired mum, out of context of reality.


Tuesday, 14 May 2013

How to Cope with Pregnancy and a Toddler?



I am now 11 weeks pregnant with my second child and C is 14 months old.  Today has been a tough day.  Partially self-inflicted I feel, as I made the mistake of going to my usual baby friendly fitness class on a Tuesday morning which exhausted me before the day even started.  

Things started to go wrong after C woke from her lunchtime nap. Having used her nap to eat my lunch and grab a shower, in an ideal world I was about ready for a siesta, while C of course was refreshed and raring to go.  She is currently going through the rather testing toddler phase of wanting everything repeated. I find this hard work when I’m at my best so this afternoon it was more than I could deal with.  First of all she wanted to sit on the sofa, then she wanted to be on the floor, then she wanted to be back on the sofa again. Obviously each time required me to lift her on and off. After the third or fourth time I distracted her by offering to read a book.  She then wanted it read again, and again. After the second time I refused which of course resulted in a full on meltdown. Argh!!!!!!!!!! And so things went on for the rest of the afternoon. I was so short tempered with her. Too exhausted to play and engage.

I felt so guilty about today that I just hugged C at bedtime and cried. I am being a bad Mummy. She is just being a typical toddler. Maybe tomorrow will be better…. Something tells me it probably won’t though.


I knew having another baby would be tough, both before and after he/she arrived but I just told myself thousands of women are currently going through the same thing and are coping and millions of women have done it before me.   Hubby is currently away 3-4 days a week and I am just constantly exhausted at the moment.  If he was here he would have given me a 10 minute break to compose myself by taking C into the garden to see the chickens or upstairs so she could bounce around on the bed.  But he's not. It's just C and I, muddling our way through the world. Me and my precious little girl who I feel I am failing.

Saturday, 11 May 2013

A Mile in Memory of Matilda Mae


 

Today I watched a Mummy walk a mile
No Mummy should have to tread
A mile in memory of her daughter
Who is now 3 months dead.

It was a beautiful walk through the bluebells
With family and friends at her side
But a walk underpinned with sadness
For a baby girl who died.

Today i watched many others walk a mile
Braving the threat of rain
To raise valuable funds for more research
In the hope this never happens again.

They sang and blew bubble kisses
Which floated away up high
To show that they'd not forgotten
The brightest new star in the sky.

Today I walked a mile
To also show this Mummy I care
To show her that through the weeks and months ahead
I will continue to be there.

Our children are such a precious gift
Cherish them every minute of every day
And please take a few moments
To remember beautiful Matilda Mae.

xxx

Jennie and her fellow mummy bloggers have organised an online auction to raise funds for The Lullaby Trust in Matilda's memory.  The auction started at 11am today and will run for 9 days.  Further details can be found here and a direct link to the items in Ebay can be found here

Saturday, 4 May 2013

It has to be a Girl

DH is convinced this new baby will be a girl. He has numerous theories for this:

  1. We only BDd once that cycle, about 3 days before ovulation.  There are various theories that "girl" sperm can survive longer than "boy" sperm, while "boy" sperm can swim faster. The Shettles Method suggests if you BD just before ovulation you are more likely to have a boy as this sperm gets to the egg faster, while if you only BD a few days before ovulation, only the "girl" sperm has survived to fertilise the egg.
  2. C is a girl and as his sperm has a low count and low morphology, he thinks the only good ones must be "girls".
  3. Some men and more likely to have girls, others boys. The fact he has fathered one girl statistically increase the odds of him fathering another.
  4. He is used to C and can't imagine having a boy :-)
Is he talking sense or in cloud cuckoo land?.... watch this space...