Monday, May 2, 2011

Tears and Tantrums ...and my two cents

I just finished reading a book called Tears and Tantrums by Aletha J. Solter, Ph.D. and highly recommend it. I'm sure there are multiple books out there that support her views and insight but for a fairly quick read it really helps give you a new perspective on children and how to handle their "not so happy moments." I took a child development class a few years ago and although I've had lots of experience with children and love them, I was enlightened to how incredible their learning process is. It's a process. I think because children learn SO much in their first year in particular and because we having this growing notion these days that children are misbehaving if they are crying or not catering around our schedule, that we don't appreciate the miracle they are. As with any book I read, there are things I agree and disagree with but for the most part I found her views well put. I'm going to try to summarize bits of things I read so that you other mom's out there who may or may not have the time to read these books yourselves will hopefully widen your perspective and appreciate for your little ones. Once again I recommend reading the books for yourselves since they go into much more depth and I'm only extracting tiny bits.

- "Parents wonder how to respond to children when they cry, and whether it is appropriate to comfort, ignore, distract, punish, give in, or listen emphatically. Some parents worry that crying means the child is immature, rejecting of the parent, manipulative, or just plain spoiled."

- "Although it is best that crying is never ignored, know that not all crying is an indication of an immediate need or want. Much of it is a natural stess-release mechanism that allows children to heal from the effects of frightening or frustrating experiences that have occurred previously. Children use tears and tantrums to resolve trauma and release tensions. It is therefore not the caretaker's job to stop (repress) the crying or raging, because these behaviors are, in themselves, basic needs from birth on."

- "In response to an environment in which crying is not accepted, children acquire certain rigid behavior patterns to keep themselves from crying."

- Broken cookie-phenomenon: Basically sometimes when a child has a fit over something small/stupid it's really over something that happened earlier that they haven't released yet. For example a little girl is being ignored by all her friends at school, so she flips out over a broken cookie later on. We even do things like that as adults. We've had a rough day at work and take it out on our spouse. We need to be sensitive and let them talk to us about it or just cry it out. (The book goes into more detail about appropriate times/public places. But keep in mind when you have a child it's not all about when it's convenient for you. If you repress it too much it 1) may build up and 2) effect their security to be able to come talk with you later on and as they get older)

- Children sometimes make use of the "broken-cookie" phenomenon by finding pretexts to cry heavily. Same with babies (6 months or older). I know Kohen seems to push his boundaries more when he's tired.

-Children under the age of five are (of course ego-centric/can't really see past their own needs) and experience emotions VERY strongly. They don't understand why you have to finish something real quick before rushing to their aid. They want something and they want it now! And because they have a hard time or are not able to communicate their wants and needs it is very frustrating to them. I have found that just taking the time (even sometimes the time I don't have) to just really pay attention and remember it's all about them, has made a world of difference. Kohen can sense that I'm trying and am patient and usually it's really easy to tell what is wrong. We often think that we need to "fix" it and get them to stop crying when, like the author explains, it's more about helping to release and work through some of those stressors.

I know I've gotten caught up before in the thinking of "spoiling" Kohen if I rush to his aid to am going to make him a sissy. But the more I've educated myself about the actual development of babies/children and the effects of our parenting styles the more I've realized how misinformed that is. You CAN'T "baby" a baby. You teach by love and example. Any great example (Jesus or moms you hear about) are always loving and selfless. That is what I hope to achieve I guess in addition to trying to be the best parent I can for my baby.

I have to say, I have a pretty great mom. I think she has demonstrated these views and so it's made it much easier to understand babies and children...particularly Kohen. I love that I'm able to view my son with such love and appreciation and in return being able to develop that much closer of a bond.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Happy Anniversary!


"Ordinary no. Really don't think so. Not a love this true.
Common destiny. We were meant to be. Me and You!"



(Using the computer that doesn't have my photos nor does it upload them SO enjoy this older picture of us when we went skydiving)

So here's how it went down:

-Stuart and I have started a tradition to set marriage goals every year and go over them on our anniversary. One of the ones we set was to stay fit for each other. We haven't gotten each other any gifts for ... anything for the past year hoping to save up some money BUT since it always seems to go towards lame things anyways we decided to give in and buy each other.....drum roll....work out clothes! Call me weird but I was actually excited. He had needed another pair of b-ball shorts and I had been eying an outfit myself. Now I had an excuse that I could justify spending a little.

- I woke up to a cute note from Stuart and a Twix bar ...one for every year we've been married :) (he can't stand not getting me anything)


-For those that don't know... our/Stuart's schedule is CRAZY busy (especially now with finals). So today we got to spend a whopping 20 min?? together. He got home from work around 5:30 this morning, slept for a couple hours, went to church (which due to our extremely busy son we take turns in the halls for the most part), we come home and he tries to get a few more hours of sleep while I make dinner. He wakes up and has to hurry and gobble the dinner down while trying to spend a little time with me and Kohen, (Kohen gets so sad saying bye bye to Dadda...unfortunately it's a daily routine).


I am so grateful to be married to him. Despite how hard he works in school and at work he makes what little time he does have with us worthwhile. Playing with Kohen, letting me brag forever to him about all of mine and Kohen's "adventures", going on walks with us, helping around the house, going to run errands with me so that I can get out of the house even though I'm sure he'd prefer to relax at home (we have one car...which means I'm home A LOT), .....

I can't wait for school to be out so I can spend more time with my loving, very hard working, wonderful husband of mine!











Tuesday, April 26, 2011

9 month check up


Kohen's 9 month check up

Aside from Kohen glaring at the doctor, knocking the doctors hands away, GRABBING THE SHOT, getting a shot (poor kid), .... he did ok.

Height- 29 1/2 inches
Weight- 23 lbs (remember at 6 months he was 25 ...so he's lost some)

He's in the 90-95% for height and weight

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Tickles and Tackles

(I apologize for the lack of pictures. My laptop won't charge so until I get it fixed I guess these bland posts will have to do.)

Last night Kohen had woken up after being put to bed last night and decided he wasn't going back to bed but was going to keep Mommy company. I have to admit, I LOVE having Kohen around. Stuart is gone most all of the time and so Kohen's oozing personality and curiosity keeps me plenty busy. He is so much fun to say the least! Anyways, I had given up on the idea of getting him back in his crib last night. Partially since he is just so dang cute and cuddly (and because it was way too late). As we were crawling into bed I had this urge to just tickle and kiss and play with him but decided against it since it would only hype him up. Well apparently my little boy had the same idea because the second he got done eating he sits up, and no joke, starts yelling and tackling me. The wrestling match was on! We would laugh and chase each other and trade tickles and tackles. I wish I had it on video. I have to say I'm not surprised our son has loved to wrestle. His mom would always wrestle to fight off her brothers and his dad wrestled for 14 years. It was bound to happen. Unfortunately my little wrestler became even more hyped up and couldn't fall asleep. He tackled me over and over and over. As cute as it was...we are going to save our wrestling matches for day time.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Mother like ...son Part 2

Unfortunately Kohen seems to have picked up my not so good traits :)

Today's story starts with a little 2 year old girl named Nicole. To make a long story short: Nicole's Grandma told her mom to take a nap. Her mom was worried about having someone else watch her since she knew how crazy busy/curious Nicole was. Nicole's mom hadn't been asleep 5 minutes when she heard a scream. Nicole had snuck in her Great Grandparent's room and managed to open up their nitroglycerin pills and eat them. Poison control was called but Nicole turned out ok [sort of :) ].
Kohen was sitting next to Mommy while she wrapped the vacuum cord up. In that..what?...30 seconds he had grabbed the tube of hydrocortisone cream, unscrewed the cap, and had it smeared all over his face, eye, and in his mouth. Poison control was called. Of course the hydrocortisone cream was a lot less dangerous and apparently totally non fatal.

In my defense I hardly EVER let Kohen out of my sight for more than 5 seconds BUT apparently that is just too long. Lesson learned!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Mother like ...son?!




To help you appreciate how funny I think this is let me share with you a story about a little girl who was I think 2 (many years ago.) She was taking a nap (or so the mom thought) when the landlord stopped by and asked the mom where... we'll call her Nicole...was.
"She's taking a nap upstairs," the mom replied.
"Don't get mad but I have something to show you," said the landlord as she led Nicole's mom outside. They looked up to see little Nicole in...that's right IN the window with her face plastered against it waving and talking to all the people at the bus stop below. Of course little Nicole stopped mid-wave and jumped back down into her crib when she realized it was now her mommy below her. (The story goes on ....)

Now let's fast forward 20 somewhat years to a story about an 8 month old boy named Kohen. He was supposed to be taking a nap but when his mom heard a weird noise coming from the bedroom she thought she'd better go check on him. His mom had just moved his crib a tad closer to the window that morning to help center it hoping he wouldn't notice. He noticed. He had pried back the curtains and had his head behind the blinds peeking out the window gabbin away.

He is so my son! My mom and Stuart always hoped I'd have a busy, sneaky, smart, social little thing like me and besides from the little... I see him definitely giving me a run for my money. I'm anxious to see what the future holds as he becomes a toddler since he's still a baby and already is SO full of personality and curiosity. Either way, I LOVE him just the way he is!

Friday, March 25, 2011

Poop Happens

Yep. So I had just changed Kohen's diaper and was letting him air dry for a couple minutes when all of the sudden I hear him grunt. OH NO! Yep. Here comes a slimy trail of poop squirting out. Panicking I stick my hand under and catch it before it hits the ground. Now I know what poop feels like first hand. Nice and fresh. It's all over one of my hands as I try to tackle him and lay him on a blanket that (thank goodness) was laying there. As the wrestling match progresses we now have poop on my hand, his shirt, his arm, my leg, the carpet, the blanket, ... basically everywhere.
The happy ending was that we did eventually get it all cleaned off of us( including the crevices of my ring- like I'm not a germ freak already and have enough things that gross me out haha)
Moral of the story...no more air drying or being nice and letting him be free for even a minute.