I was born in 1969 and had my first (and last) children just weeks before I turned 40. My twin boys are beautiful and smart and my joy. I am married to this fella from Minnesota, we plan to go and live there some time. Since having my children my interest and priorities have changed a lot. I am currently very interested in and sometimes passionate about: cloth nappies, baby-led weaning, vegetarianism, animal welfare, combination-feeding, baby-wearing, 3D design, literature, cooking, swimming but oh where is the time, TRUTH and honesty, Obama & Michelle, my boys, and my family…Thanks you and goodnight…No seriously…read on why don’t ya.
Welcome to Peanuts & Donuts
- another meaningless blog of self-opinionated garbage? uhuh… but it’s my garbage. I just want to be a voice of common sense in a sea of weird and overpowering advice.
Well the thing is it’s my blog right… I can write what I like. I love writing, I always have, it’s important to me and for the last 17 years I have been a teacher and have no time – ZILCH – to do anything other than teach, prepare to teach, assess what I teach blah blah blah. I am at the moment a stay-at-home mom. I don’t know how long that will last, we can’t afford it. In the meantime I want to write, and I hope and pray with all my heart that somehow I will write my way into writing and not have to teach again. Don’t get me wrong I LOVE TEACHING and I’m great at it, I mean superb – and it takes a lot for me to blow my own whistle. But education, schools – the institutions suck. It’s all about numbers, all kinds of numbers, and I hate numbers. Anyway, forget all that, back to writing – why do I write? Why do I blog? whether it be a brief tweet, a social networking journal entry, or my own blog… why bother? Well I want to make people think. Since the moment I found out I was pregnant I was innundated, overwhelmed, almost attacked with advice, literature, information, instructions, guidance, statistics about weaning, nappies, breast-feeding (OMG!), milestones, nutrition, birth … I could go on and on and on… A whole pregnancy later, and with 15 month old twins being raised quite nicely thank you very much – how much of it was useful? How much of it was honest? How much of it was valid? How much of it was stupid? And how much of it was unnecessary?
My boys are developing brilliant – they crawled at 5 and 6 months, walked at 9 and 11 months, eat anything and everything, have made steady weight gains, are communicating well, and generally are a wonderfully rewarding if somewhat demanding little twosome. They are the first thing in my life that assures me that I am doing a good job. I don’t mind saying it.
How much of it was useful?
I found out about Baby-led weaning from a forum but no one I asked outside of the Internet had heard of it and it meant all the weaning literature and information I had been given was worthless.
How much of it was honest?
The information about breast-feeding was biased and dishonest.
How much of it was valid?
Most of what I read was common sense. I bought the BLW by Gill Rapley and the first few chapters of that was valid and useful.
How much of it was stupid?
Most of it, I don’t know what else to say.
And how much of it was unnecessary?
Well I think it is necessary to be given a lot of information, but why in triplicate or more? Why so many ‘guides to pregnancy and motherhood’ some from the NHS, some from literature from commercial companies that the NHS puts in little bags for you.
I’m not bitter, I just have this notion that where parenthood is concerned everyone seems to be be treated on the lowest common denominator – stupid. Most people aren’t stupid. I believe we need to trust our instincts a little more, question the information thrown at us, use our (and our family’s) life experiences and come to our own conclusions wherever we can. I know some people hate my ideas, but I also know many have been helped, inspired or at least interested by them. People have always told me I make them think about things in ways they haven’t before.
“I am therefore I blog about it…”
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