Category Archives: Baby Love

So. I’m Back! What’s News?

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One day you’re waxing lyrical about craft, cooking and contrivances, the next its one year and 1,300 page views later! Wow, Blogland, thanks for the love while I’ve been away!

So what’s news in Beck’s world? If I tell you all at once, your head may begin to spin as fast as mine has been – and the blur is slowing to become slightly more recognisable as life. And so I’m back.

Back to keep encouraging myself to pursue my ambitions.

Back to share it all with whoever can relate, inspire or just read along with (hopefully) mild amusement (hi Mum!).

My ambitions are broadly the same; I suppose what has changed is the list is possibly longer and priorities adjusted.

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It will come as no surprise that my little girl, now 21 months, is top of the list. Her diagnosis with ‘severe life threatening asthma’ by our unbelievably wonderful paediatrician has changed our world somewhat.

>>I am dust demon!<<
(You may be confusing my cape for a dressing gown – it’s ok, many people do.)

So I will be honing, refining, adding and subtracting ways to run our house and cook nourishing food to minimise the all-too-regular hospital trips and horrible sypmtoms and drugs my brave baby must endure. And my unending stress, worry, paranoia and ‘check breathing’ midnight alarm setting. Not to mention sadness at medicalisation of my bub when I’ve so closely adhered and aspired to avoid it as much as possible. (Even though I thank Chocolate every day that it exists.)*

Being properly diagnosed with Post Natal Depression, along with the Hashimoto’s Disease, has provided angst along with answers. And some solutions.

I am doing much, much better than one year ago, but hope that writing, planning, aiming and doing things on my lovely little blog will help me to conquer these illnesses rather than merely control them.

Doing all of this while being a working mama – now there’s the challenge. How the heck am I going to make it happen? Watch and find out!

Thanks for welcoming me back into your cyber world. Follow me to keep in touch, and leave me a little note to say hi!

Beck xxx

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* When I think about this, I also think about my own family and friends, and other parents out there, who deal with so, so much more than I do. And then I feel selfish and guilty for my relatively insignificant worry. Even though I can only relate to my own circumstances. So, so many amazing parents are out there doing an incredible job and the best they can and I send them all strength and love and respect. And chocolate, if I could.

Nursing Breastfeeding Cover

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Breastfeeding in public is, I believe, one of the last taboos. What can be more natural than a mother feeding her child? I consider myself blessed to be able to breastfeed my bubba. It’s a choice that I feel all mothers should be supported to make (or not), even if its not always easy or possible, for the undeniable nutritional value it provides and the fact that its free and natural.*

Using DIY Nursing Cover

Using DIY Nursing Cover

Despite my view that mothers should be able to breastfeed whenever and wherever they need to, there are times when I am not comfortable to do so. For example, busy hospital foyers, shopping malls. Happily, in amongst the ever-growing and oft bewildering mountain of products thrust upon new parents are some practical and useful ideas, and I would include a nursing/breast feeding cover in the useful category. But not in the ‘sure! I’ll pay $100 for it’ category.

DIY Nursing Cover

DIY Nursing Breastfeeding Cover

In fact I find this nursing cover excellent if I’m in a sunny, drafty or cold position, and even just to help bub keep focused and not get so distracted!

Nursing Cover Pocket

Nursing Cover Pocket

I found this fabulous tutorial over at DIY Maternity to make a very easy cover. I love Megan’s website – lots of creative and thrifty ideas for re-purposing clothes; head over and check it out. It was even quick enough for me to make in short bursts during rest breaks, like when I was making Baby Bunting.

Nursing Cover Frills and Peek-A-Boo

Nursing Cover Frills and Peek-A-Boo corset boning

If you have a sewing machine, or know someone who does, this takes no time at all. I added a pocket to hold a cloth and a dummy, and ruffles just to make it pretty, but you don’t have to. I used some gorgeous fabric I picked up at Spotlight for $1/metre ages ago, and as my rather lame sewing machine can’t handle sewing through elastic as suggested in the tutorial, I used some press studs I already had for the behind-the-neck strap, which does the job just as nicely even if it isn’t quite as finessed.

Nursing Cover Peek-A-Boo and Neck Clasp

Nursing Cover Peek-A-Boo and Neck Clasp

I did buy 25cm of corset boning, to use as a little ‘peek-a-boo space’ to look at bubba while feeding, which cost me less than a dollar. (Megan’s tutorial has an even cheaper option!) So all together, this project *might* have cost me $2. And as far as time, well I’d say around an hour, if that. It really is just a hemmed rectangle and a strip of fabric to go around your neck!

What a gorgeous project to make for yourself or as a baby shower gift.

Nursing Cover Pretty Fabric

Isn’t this fabric with its see-through design pretty?

*I know that many mums can’t breastfeed for a range of reasons, just as some mums may choose to bottle feed. I completely respect the choices mothers make for themselves and their families and in no way do I wish to add to any guilt or expectation on all our beautiful mamas. Bonds between mother and baby are still strong and lasting when created through bottle feeding. The best thing to do is the thing that works. 🙂

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I also didn’t intend for this to relate to the storm in a teacup that is the TIME cover and article on attachment parenting, however it seems somewhat inescapable to talk breastfeeding and not mention it. Personally, I feel the cover image was unnecessarily challenging; it didn’t convey the nurturing, natural, motherly elements that breastfeeding entails, to me at least. Having the little boy stand on a stool to reach his mother introduced far too much ‘milk maid’ than ‘mama’ imagery for mine. The mother’s hands on hips issued a somewhat salacious challenge, aiming to tap into a sexualisation of breastfeeding, which is one of the primary concerns and complaints of women breastfeeding in public. Despite the fact that the World Health Organisation recommends mothers breastfeed until their child is age two and beyond for full nutritional benefit, it is ultimately a personal decision made by mothers and their families. It was photographed to sell magazines and ignite debate – but did it help? I wonder…

Being Present with Baby

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Amongst all my ambition, my drive to be super-crafty, super-organised, super-fit Beck, I try to remember that no matter how many little bits and pieces I get done, spending time with my darling daughter is the best thing I can ever do with my time.

Being Present with Adorable Baby

In ten, twenty, thirty years, I’m sure that I won’t be looking back thinking wistfully on how awesome my new method of folding sheets and doona covers looks in my linen cupboard, or how clever my idea for storing tupperware lids is. I’ll be thinking of sitting on the floor in my bedroom, watching cars and pushbikes and people walking past with my little girl.

As she watches things go past, I tell her about them, colours, sizes, makes and models (ha! Spot the wife of a motoring journalist!). What people are wearing, what they might be doing, where they might be going. I try to point out clouds, birds and trees in the distance, but I’m not so certain she can make sense of far away things just yet.

Being mindful is something I aspire to with many things in my life, hard as it is to not let my mind rush ahead… What’s for dinner/better get the nappies in the wash/where is my Hashi’s at/want to do another blog post/must call so-and-so/I should go for a walk/when is bub next due for a sleep/have to pay that bill… On and on it goes. Mindfulness helps me to breathe, to recognise that in this moment I am doing exactly what needs to be done, and to enjoy it.

Besides, its pretty easy to want to hang out with such a clever, gorgeous little creature. Don’t you think? 🙂

Baby Bunting

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One of the most exciting things any expectant parent can do is set up their brand new little one’s bedroom. Certainly, for most pregnant women I know, decorating the nursery before baby arrives is a rite of passage; having something prepared physically gives a tangible element to what is happening unseen in our ginormous bellies.

Baby Bunting

Not all mums and dads can do this, for a range of reasons. I wasn’t able to do this as a result of severe pelvic instability. For five long months I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking of all the things I wish I was doing to get ready for my bubba, in my fantasy world of pregnancy.

In all my years of singledom, and those early fantasies of starting a family when I fell for my man, I had an idyllic vision of what I might be like as a pregnant Beck. I would be walking, changing my yoga to suit my growing belly, still going to parties and gigs and the footy “to get baby used to noises,” and crafting my little hand-knitted socks off.

Baby Bunting

By week eight of my pregnancy, this vision began to blur. Then by week 16 it was edited and left on the cutting room floor as I finished work early and began a regimen of icing my poor pelvis every 2 hours, getting a breakfast/lunch/snacks picnic from my lovely husband for they day, researching mobility aids for me instead of knitting patterns for my little one.

Baby Bunting

Toward the end of my pregnancy, I had little choice but to ramp up the painkillers to start preparing my body for childbirth. One thing, mercifully, that I began to be able to do, was to sit up in a chair for about 20 minutes at a time, resting in between for a few hours.

So, with this new found time, I decided to sew!

Small Fabric Canvas

I found this gorgeous tutorial over at this wonderful blog that showed the loveliest, easiest way to make bunting. As I couldn’t paint the walls, a small-scale project that would add some colour into the room seemed a great idea.

My hubby would set up my sewing machine for me, and I’d maneouvre the wheelchair in under the table, and sew. Slowly, deliberately, not always very well, but it was the most exciting thing in the world for me to be doing something creative, productive and for my soon to be baby.

Nursery Corner

With some of the left over fabric, I covered some stretched canvas frames, in an effort to cover more of the walls.

Of course, being the crazy lass I am, now that bub is here and I am well on the road to recovering my mobility, I’ve decided that the colours “just don’t suit baby,” and I’m going to make some more in the cooler colours that my little angel seems to sit with so comfortably. And when I do, I’ll most definitely share the project with you!

Large Fabric Canvas

If you have kidlets, how did you set up your nursery? Before or after baby was born? Did you make anything for your little bundle? I’d love to hear your stories!

Anyone for tea-ther?

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In our house, our beautiful babe is teething. Is she? Hang on, I’m sure there’s a few white bumps… Wait, she’s chilled out today. I’m sure those gums were swollen yesterday… Wait, what?!

I’ve heard tell of baby teeth that go up, then back down, and up again, and down… And so on and on that those lovely little milk teeth have clocked up some miles in those teeny tiny gums. Dubious as I may have been of such stories, I believe I’m seeing this happening before my very eyes.

Anyone for tea-ther?

In times like this, I think it best to grab myself a cup of tea! It will do us all some good 🙂