The boy slept eight solid hours last night!! I totally flipped out! Today was our six week checkup with the midwife (he's actually 7 weeks tomorrow) and things are looking pretty good, considering. I do have some prolapse issues going on - both rectocele and cystocele. No incontinence or anything, but pooing is a little bit trickier than it used to be. If I bear down, the pressure is kind of diverted into my vaginal wall. Lame, but not horrible. I guess I'll be trying Hab-it, and seeing if that helps. But I got the go-ahead to do some extra-curricular activities with DH, so I'm excited to see how (or if) everything still works. (Apparently he's not as excited as I am, seeing as how he's upstairs napping right now)
Oh! Hank The Tank is officially 15 lbs at 7 weeks. He's a beast! I don't call it nursing anymore. It's "topping off The Tank."
Jules - Costco! Massive tub of coconut oil for super cheap. If you don't have a membership, I bet you can find someone who does. It will last you forever. I use the stuff for everything!
Crunchiness - You know, I just sort of defaulted to "crunchiness" when it came to parenting choices because that's what made sense. I cloth diaper, not necessarily because I have ideals about environmental impact, but because I'm cheap. I do everything cheap. I'm so cheap, DH and I were able to pay off $30,000 of his credit card debt in our first year of marriage (once I got him on board with embracing the cheapness, of course). All of my motorcycles were bought for under $1500. Two of the cars I've owned, I paid $500 for. I am NOT about to spend that kind of money on something my son shits in and then gets piled up in a landfill somewhere. It makes no sense.
The first reason I never wanted to circumcise was because DH is intact and I was totally impressed with how much more functional and beautiful an intact penis is! After I saw the videos, I really took up the torch for penis rights. Now I just think it's barbaric.
I had a natural childbirth partially because I wanted to be able to say I did it and feel powerful. I thrive on challenges. Plus I have a lot of trauma when it comes to hospitals and my mom always raved about natural birth so I pretty much just grew up with that idea.
Nursing? I'm lazy. Duh. And I already told you about the cheap part. Who wouldn't want to nurse when it's ten times easier to flop out a boob than it is to deal with all of the bottle nonsense.
A lot of the AP stuff just makes so much more sense than traditional parenting. Partly because my parents, bless their hearts, really screwed up with my brother's and my emotional well-being. We're wrecks. We have some very serious issues. I've adjusted well and spent a lot of time in counseling figuring out how to be okay, but I know he still struggles a lot. I want to respect my child because it's something I didn't get and I want to do better. There is a whole hell of a lot of research that backs me up on this. I don't blame my parents for my problems, because I know they did the best they knew how. But I know better and will raise a man who is aware and understanding of his emotions and who isn't ashamed of himself for feeling them.
Okay, and all of that being said, here's my confession : Miss Motorcycle-Riding, Tree-Killing Homebuilder Girl here, who grew up listening to punk rock and thrash metal, totally hung out bare-assed naked with about 20-something other people at Orvis Hot Springs singing Earth My Body in a sweat lodge last September and loved it. I'm just primal, okay? Not crunchy. Primal.
Oh, God. But then I watch that youtube video "Shit Crunchy Mamas Say," and have a good laugh at myself.