Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Back with the grandparents

Luke is interested in everything we eat!
He wants a taste of everythingNOW. What a change since he never seemed all that interested before.
So, a lot of table food has been going into my baby.

He still doesn't want to play with Uncle even though just 2 weeks ago, Uncle was his fav person after Mom.  I remember him literally jumping out of my arms to go to uncle before, but that's not the case now.
Hopefully, our time back with my parents and bro will help him be more amendable to interacting with others, and not only with Mom.
Because I could sure use a break every now and then.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

My growing 9 month old

You've seem to have lost your desire to say "dada" as you made the discovery that mom is always asking you to say "mama"
And now you stand at at will whenever you're around anything you can use to lift yourself up
I cannot keep your fingers out of drawers
Or get your diapers on fast enough
I have discovered that background noise (air purifier) helps you lengthen your naps by 1/2 - 1 hr
You still don't seem to be interested in your high chair or eating your bananas
But grapes in tiny little bites will arrest your interest for maybe 5 minutes
There isn't any room in your heart right now for anyone else but your mom, but I can live with that!

Monday, March 14, 2011

My World View

I'm fairly myopic in my every day life.

But it's impossible to ignore the crisis in Japan.  Especially when there are such photos such as these to be seen.

My heart stops whenever I see these images *. It makes me realize how precarious our lives are.  Where it takes only one earthquake to cause a global disaster.  Or perhaps not an earthquake, but a tornado, a hurricane, a bomb, a fire, etc.

How precious life is!

* found here

March Carnival of Breastfeeding: Race and breastfeeding

Welcome to the March Carnival of Breastfeeding!  You can find links to more posts on the topic of breastfeeding and race at the bottom of this one.

A Cambodian American Perspective on Breastfeeding

Whenever I am asked about my race/nationality, I tell them that I am Cambodian.  Never mind the fact that I have lived in America for more than three quarters of my life and can barely make myself understood when I speak Khmer (the official language of Cambodia).  No matter how Americanize I become, my family and my looks will always declare otherwise.

When I became a breastfeeding mother, I observed the issue of race and breastfeeding with interest.  In America, many mothers are asked if they will breastfeed.  From my Cambodian culture, every new mother is expected to breastfeed.  Formula is still a luxury in a non-industrialized country, so women breastfeed without a second thought.  Not breastfeeding would be considered unnatural.

However, because of our Americanization, many young woman from my Cambodian culture are selecting to bottlefeed instead.  I have heard the following tales from within my own family: "I did not have enough breast milk" or "I had to go back to work."  It seems that cultural expectations have changed for some newly immigrated young woman.  The dominant American culture has successfully introduced formula as a viable, and sometimes desirable, substitute for breastmilk.

Despite proven generations of breastfeeding women, just the fact that being in America for no more than a few years is all that it takes for formula feeding to fast become the new normal.   Even with a legion of successful breastfeeding women in their community as their resource (their mothers, grandmothers, aunts, cousins, friends, etc), the young women who immigrate to America for a better future are bottlefeeding their newborns for one reason or another.  Obviously, life in America promotes bottlefeeding.

I do know that these young immigrant women do try to breastfeed first.  Our Cambodian culture is one where breastfeeding is still the expected norm.  However, bottlefeeding is gaining popularity.  Breastfeeding, although natural, may prove challenging and formula is so readily available in America.

Although there are resources out there to help women overcome breastfeeding challenges, I have not come across any that are promoting breastfeeding among the very small percentage of ethnic minorities in America.  The medical community does not reach out in any significant way to the under-serve communities of immigrant South-East Asians.  This lack of cultural sensitivity when addressing breastfeeding issues with Cambodian Americans and others allow for the propagation of bottlefeeding as a norm.

Perhaps my background puts me in a different situation than some other young woman from my native culture.  My American college education makes me a better advocate for myself and I am somewhat tireless about utilizing whatever resource I know of in my quest to be a breastfeeding mother.  However, even I have encountered a period in my breastfeeding history where bottlefeeding looked like it was absolutely necessary.  But after utilizing the resources available in my community, I quickly realized that the doubts I had about my ability to breastfeed were based on misinformation.

The community hospital outreach hotline and La Leche League warmline are wonderful breastfeeding resources.  I was able to have my questions addressed by experienced professionals or breastfeeding mothers.  I was able to breastfeed my son due in part to their help.

It did come to my attention that these two resources will continue to be under-utilize by Cambodian Americans due to the following factor: not one of them were staffed by anyone that wasn't a native English speaker and from what I can tell, all were white.  Building trust with a breastfeeding mother is key to breastfeeding promotion.  The difference in race is a stark contrast that is not easily overcome and can easily impede relationship building.  Until Cambodian-American women see themselves represented in the roles of lactation consultants/educators or as an integral part of the La Leche League community, breastfeeding will be on the decline.

Lastly, Cambodians traditionally treat the post-partum mother-baby couple as a sacred unit.  They practice the art of confinement.  The breastfeeding mother spends the entire first month in bed with her baby.  Her only priority is to care for and breastfeed her child.  She is not allow to set foot out of bed for the first month.  She cannot even take a shower.  Plenty of special food is brought to her.  Her mother/MIL/aunt/etc tends to the household needs.  The husband takes over her usual duties if there are no other female to help.  The mother has the time to rest, to enjoy her new role, and to build a lasting breastfeeding relationship with her newborn.

I wish for that kind treatment for all breastfeeding mothers worldwide.  Showering, perhaps, being the exception.

Sadly, the tradition of confinement is on the decline -- hardly practiced at all in America.

Here are posts you might be interested in:

Tanya:  Why we need more diversity among lactation consultants
Luschka: Breastfeeding and Race: South Afric
Shlonda: Breastfeeding in Ghana

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Caught with my pants down!

A couple of days ago, my sister and I were in the kitchen talking.  I was standing up, washing dishes in the sink.  She was sitting at the table, eating and making conversation with me.

My precocious 8 month old was crawling around on the tile floor.  I felt a hand on my leg.  Then a fist suddenly pulled at my calf length yoga-style pants.  Both my pants and underwear ended up below my butt -- in full view of my sister!

I have since learned to wear exercise pants that are not so easy to pull off!

Friday, March 4, 2011

Visit to the family home

Growing bigger and cuter everyday.
But we're still having trouble with sleep!
Nap times are still irregular.
Frequent stirring in the night.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Growing so fast

I used to wait impatiently for milestones.
Little did I know that when crawling time came around,
I would wish you back to your stationary former self!
Now little feet are so quick to dart away,
And little hands impossible to contain.