Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Some Musings on Life in Italy at Our Halfway Point

We have now lived in Gricignano di Aversa (outside of Naples, Italy) for 10 months. We will likely be here for a total of 22 months, so we are approaching half-time, so to speak. My Italian language skills are definitely not where I thought they would be, but I know enough to get by. We have done a bit of traveling, and are looking forward to much more. We added to our family while here, which has been wonderful in so many ways . . . and a great story to tell him when he is older. (I was six weeks pregnant when we moved here, and now our son is 2.5 months old.) Following are a few random thoughts on the last several months.
Living It Up
Some folks really want to feel as though they are truly doing everything they can to experience *living* in Italy. This may include living off-base (which can present some challenges but enables you to have a lot more space), shopping (and bartering) at the local markets for everything from fruit to clothes to household goods, embracing the insanity that is southern Italian driving, and learning/speaking Italian as much as possible. Others enjoy the comforts and convenience of living on base, prefer to socialize and interact with only other military based here, never even bother to purchase a second vehicle, and stay close to “home” where English is the only language spoken. Most people do not sit at one extreme or the other; they can appreciate the security of living on base but delight in the local “flavor” on occasion and take advantage of the travel opportunities living in Europe presents. We fall pretty much in the middle.
Homesick
When you leave the good old USA for an extended time, there will be things that you really, really miss . . . at first they will seem silly, until you actually go a couple of years without them! Consider them creature comforts, a taste of home, or simply nostalgic. Here are a few of my most-missed American staples:
  • Target (You try not setting foot in one for two years.)
  • Starbucks (Not a single one in all of Italy.)
  • Chinese food (Can be found here, but I’m not sure I’d really want it.)
  • American restaurant hours (Dinner here starts at 7 or 8 p.m. and takes 3 hours.)
  • Acceleration lanes (I am not kidding.)
The Bottom Line
Once you complete a tour of duty here, however, the world really does seem to shrink. Places we only dreamed of visiting or knew from history books become real, and more importantly, accessible. My girls have taken an interest in languages, travel, geography . . . things I’m not sure they would have explored if it weren’t for our time here. I will be sure to revisit our adventures again in a future post.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Testing: One, Two, Three

I follow several natural (or attachment or conscious) parenting blogs and Facebook pages. Some of the virtues they espouse I can totally get on board with, but for others I’m more middle of the road or even (gasp!) more mainstream. Everyone likes to trumpet a “to each his own” kind of attitude, but in reality I find it almost becomes a competition: I am crunchier than you! Following are ten common Crunchy Litmus Tests and where I fit in.
1. Birth
In regards to giving birth, I am very much a fan of modern medicine, including anesthesia. My first birth was induced (not by choice) and my second was natural (albeit unintentional). Complications after both of these deliveries prevented me from holding my girls right away. My most recent delivery was induced (by choice), and I was given epidural pain relief, but the baby was placed on mom immediately before routine care.
2a. Feeding (Milk)
All three children were breastfed on cue around the clock with no supplementation and no pacifiers. Well, that’s not entirely true. The first had a little formula (a few bottles) as well as some pumped milk during her first 10-14 days. The second had formula twice when I had to spend a night in the hospital when she was two weeks old. The third had a teaspoon or so of formula in the hospital when he was about 24 hours old. But from those points on they were all exclusively on Mommy Milk from the tap until they weaned. Never supplemented with formula, or used pacifiers. (Well, the first actually chomped on one for about five minutes one day, and then decided comfort nursing next to Momma was better. She found her old pacifier when she was about two and held it up to her nose proclaiming, “Look . . . I JoJo clown!”)
2b. Feeding (Solids)
When my first baby turned *exactly* six months old, I dutifully spooned pasty rice cereal into her unwilling mouth. Over the following weeks and months she grew to accept some fruits, veggies, and baby classics such as Cheerios and Puffies, but really showed no great interest in food until about 14 months. My second started shoving food into her own mouth at about 5.5 months, and never looked back. I have no expectations for Baby #3 at this time.
3. Diapers
I purchased cloth diapers prior to my first birth, and am now diapering Baby #3 with them, so quite a good investment for our family. We don’t use them exclusively; we use disposables for travel and night-time and often even short everyday trips because it’s less for me to carry. I would estimate we use cloth diapers (and wipes) about 75% of the time. (I have two in diapers and we go out a lot; cut me some slack.)
4. Sleep
We co-sleep at night, usually with the two girls sharing a mattress on the floor of our bedroom and Hubby, Baby #3, and me in our bed. This often turns into a game of musical sleeping spots if one of the girls isn’t feeling well, has a bad dream, needs water, just wants Mommy, or whatever. And sometimes we all wake up on the same bed like a big pile of meerkats. None of my children were what you would call “good” nappers. My third little dude frequently sleeps in the swing by day. (Hey, it’s the only place the kid will rest during daylight.) Have never and will never use CIO; it doesn’t sit well with me for so many reasons.
5. Vaccinations
We are very pro modern medicine on this issue as well. All three children received their pokes on schedule without fear of side effects. Sometimes this involved me holding them down, but I feel so strongly that vaccinations are important, it’s pretty much a do what ya gotta do situation. We do not, however, get annual flu shots, mostly because it’s one extra thing I just can never manage to coordinate.
6. Circumcision
Only one of our children is a boy, so we confronted this issue just once. He is intact. I didn’t really feel too strongly about it one way or the other, but after doing some research while I was pregnant I couldn’t come up with a compelling reason to have it done. And then once I saw my son there was no way I was handing him over to someone to have a piece of him cut off. Um, no thanks.
7. Discipline
As a general rule we are very AP . . . mostly gentle but we have our moments. I wish I had more patience in dealing with the every day insanity that is taking care of three kids under five. I often need to channel my inner Dr. Sears. One thing we are very consistent with is no spanking . . . I think it sends so many mixed messages and truly believe it does more harm than not.
8. Transport
I own a Moby but often resort to the double stroller method when out with two or three of them by myself. Really, the baby likes to hang out in the sling at home, but when we are out and about I find it too complicated to get him in and out. And he would likely want “out” at least once during each venture because he still nurses quite frequently. Actually, if Hubby is with us (so I don’t need my hands free for the girls) or if I just have the baby with me, I prefer to hold him without the sling . . . even though he’s quite a moose and gets heavy after a while.
9. Television
The girls watch TV . . . sometimes a lot of TV. They watch mostly PBS and Disney DVDs and clearly they pick up a lot of information from what they see. The baby does not watch television per se, in that I never intentionally put him in front of the TV to “watch” it, but because he is usually in the same room as the girls when they are watching he may be, say, a wee bit familiar with the Dora the Explorer theme song.
10. School
We have not yet encountered the public school setting, but both girls are in a great preschool and love it, and I enjoy my one-on-one time with my little guy. Homeschooling would not work for us; they won’t even “play” school with me and are both so attached to their teachers and friends. Not letting the girls attend school would seem like punishment to them.
So, there you have it. I’d say I’m at least 50% Crunchy, maybe more. What’s your Crunchiness Quotient?

Monday, January 10, 2011

Three Angels, Three Stories

I originally wanted to compose a post detailing the birth of my third (and final) baby. Instead I ended up with a more stream of consciousness account of all three deliveries. Three babies, three very different Birth Days.
With my first, my water broke three weeks early, and I spent the next several hours leaking amniotic fluid but having no contractions and only dialated two centimeters. She was induced, and I had an epidural that was “turned up” way too much, and basically felt nothing through the whole labor, including the pushing stage. I hemorrhaged immediately following her delivery, had to have the placenta removed manually, received more drugs to control the bleeding, and ended up with a D&C. Oh, and as a bonus, the meds they gave me to control the bleeding have the awesome side affect of causing almost instantaneous vomiting and diarrhea. Because what’s more fun after 20 hours of labor than rolling right into a nice stomach bug feeling. I don’t even remember hearing her first cry. Luckily my husband was with her . . . the time after her birth was a blur for me, and I don’t think I stopped shaking enough to hold her for at least two hours.
With Baby #2, I had no idea that I was in labor, although I had some cramps and didn’t feel great earlier that day. I remember feeling kind of silly calling my friend who was coming over to watch the older one, thinking I’m going to get to the hospital and they’re going to tell me to go home. Because I had never felt contractions before, I wasn’t sure those twinges meant anything or not. I was under the assumption that 1. contractions should be closer together before you go to the hospital, and 2. they should hurt, which at that point they did not. Good thing my also currently pregnant friend convinced me that she would just come over and pick me up and drive me to the hospital “just to be sure” . . . by the time I made it into a room I was in excruciating pain, completely dialated, and ready to push out a baby. I would not recommend unintended natural childbirth. I was completely overwhelmed with pain to the point of not being able to think straight or be present with what was happening. This delivery also ended with lots of bleeding and a manual removal of the placenta, although this time I had no anesthesia. Basically removing the placenta manually involves a doctor sticking his/her hand up inside of you and detaching an internal organ. It would have been nice to not feel this part. Good times. Unfortunately, this didn’t completely “work” and I ended up hemorrhaging again, but not until two weeks later.
Ah, but then came my third pregnancy. The doctors knew of my history of bleeding and my desire not to repeat the quick delivery I had with #2. I was already dialated about 4 centimeters (technically in “active” labor) by 36 weeks. And then I discovered that I tested positive for Group B, and would need antibiotics during labor. Because of these factors, and my desire to have some pain relief during labor so I could enjoy being in the moment, I scheduled an induction for 39 weeks. I was able to receive the entire course of antibiotics, as well as have an epidural in place before she broke my water and began the induction. I was already having contractions, but still couldn’t feel them. It only took a short while and minimal drugs to jumpstart labor, and I was thrilled to be able to communicate with the doctors and nurses and my husband instead of being doubled over in pain. I could still feel pressure, and I knew exactly when it was time to push. Only took three or four pushes to get that beautiful baby out, and the midwife gave him to me immediately. I did not get to hold my girls right away because of all the bleeding complications, and this was the most incredible feeling . . . a brand new baby laying on you even while the cord was still attached. This time, the placenta delivered naturally after about 25 minutes, and came out in one perfect piece. I know in some circles induction is a dirty word, but for me it was a fabulous decision that resulted in the labor and delivery I truly wanted.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

11 Random (Big and Small) Goals for 2011

1. Treat my “season” as an at-home parent as the full-time career it is.
2. Respect where each of my children are developmentally.
3. Commit to a solid block of writing time each week.
4. Create a rotating meal plan to simplify shopping and cooking.
5. Purge our household of unnecessary cleaning agents and find natural alternatives.
6. Develop an exercise plan I can realistically follow.
7. Read and research topics that interest me.
8. Prioritize time with hubby.
9. Travel with an open mind and a sense of humor.
10. Review my Italian lessons more regularly.
11. Schedule regular Me Time.
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