For me, breastfeeding was the perfect moment of love, comfort & accomplishment. No, it wasn’t always easy, but if we’re talking honestly it was easier than most other things I’ve done inmy life because I had my ‘mommy instincts’ to fall back on, biology, my infant who knew what to do & told me when I didn’t, & all the other moms who reached out & helped me & supported me (because that’s what we do).

The Science of Mom

Since becoming a mom, and especially since starting this blog, I have paid particular attention to new breastfeeding research. After all, my training is in nutrition, and breast milk is one of the most interesting foods around. Plus, I’m currently lactating and still breastfeeding my daughter a few times per day, so it’s on my mind.

When I look back at the papers that I have covered and those that I find on other blogs and media outlets, I notice that many focus on how breastfeeding improves outcomes in babies.

But I also notice that when I blog about breastfeeding research, I have to spend a big chunk of the piece talking about the limitations of the study. Breastfeeding research – at least when conducted in humans – will always have big limitations that require disclaiming and explaining. The problem is that it is impossible to randomize breastfeeding trials or…

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Hello All

So we have decided to continue blogging on wordpress, mainly because I didn’t want to leave the database here. I think it’s so great to be able to scroll through topics and talk with other writers, moms, and business owners. I just wanted to say hello to all my followers & fellow bloggers out there. I’ve been busy on a new line of products & so haven’t written in awhile, but I’m back at the keyboard.

For those interested, check out the new website: www.daughterotmoon.com

Daughter of the Moon’s official website

It’s still a bit naked, I’ll be adding articles & a fully functioning pay pal store soon enough.

All the best,

Jes

The Insecure New Parent

I’d say I’m a realist some days, some days insecure, & others I’m an idealistic romantic ready to take on the world (I think it depends on the moon, haha). But in all seriousness, parenting is a worrisome endeavor. As a parent you are responsible for an entire life, from the very start. I have to say that is a lot of pressure, especially when you do it on your own as a single parent. Therefore I became an educated mother… a little out of fear of ‘not doing it right,’ but mostly empowered by the immense love I have for my daughter & my desire to do the best I can for her.

So I say there is no shame in being insecure in your parenting, for me it meant that I care enough to bypass arrogance & ego & admit that there was so much I didn’t know & so sought the information. For all those moms & dads out there who can identify with feeling this way, or for those curious about healthy parenting & healthy living– as of today I am starting a thread, under the Category “Healthy Parenting” with topical sub-categories.

The first few posts will be on plastics: simple comprehensive facts on how to read those codes (which signify not only their recycling classification but what chemicals constitute them, & which leach into your food & are known carcinogens). I will also talk about how to take a realistic approach to  healthy living: of how to have some plastic in our lives while minimizing our exposure to toxins.

I hope you all find these posts helpful. I’d love to hear your comments & about any topics you’re particularly concerned or passionate about.

Preschool Lesson: Live in the Day

Today when i went to pick my daughter up from preschool……

I heard a little boy’s voice, “Why?” As the boy rounded the corner I saw that he was holding onto his father’s hand, they walked in step, physically resolute.

“It’s just a check up,” the man said, his blonde hair bobbing as he moved to angle his face down towards his son.

“But why do I have to go?” The boy pressed his father, who retained his repose.

“Even I have to go to check ups, they happen every year.” The mans voice was fatherly to the tee, higher pitched than i image his voice ever being within the office his suite and tie say he just left early from. It was restrained and ideally compassionate as it sought to satisfy the boy’s question.

However, the voice forgot what the mind knew, that no toddler may be satisfied even with the most qualified of rationalization, and the boy continued, “But why?”

“Just because.”

And so the boy’s next few “but why’s” all met the same strained, “just because.”

The inquisitive nature of the boy i think is a testament to his ability, to his thoughtfulness, and to his relationship with his father to trust his responses, to value his authority.

The love and faith of a toddler abounds, yet is forever insatiable, and thank god because that insatiability allows the tolerance of my own three year old of my incessant exchange of ‘I love you,’ and the hugs, because i do, and i feel the quelling of maternal compassion compels me to share this refrain with her throughout our days.

I hope to take a lesson from this scene at her school & also of one of my daughter’s favorite movies, toy story 2 (the one with jessie, as she calls it): Try to enjoy every day of play, every moment of childish wonder and innocent reproach for life and to try not to project on when that will end and when she will grow tall enough and loud enough to dismiss my incessant affections. Hopefully i can remember this when I’m being woken up for the 3rd time in the middle of the night, when down the hall I hear, “Mom… Mommy? Mom!”