Attachment Parenting

Now that I'm a Mom

by Ana Hourahine

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was almost 4 years ago now.  I was 3 months pregnant with my first
child. I'd had many complications right from the start: lots of
bleeding, visits to the emergency room, numerous ultrasounds, and many
sleepless nights wondering if my baby was going to be ok.

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I Wish That Every Parent Knew about Homeopathy

By Deborah D.

 

Every time I read in the paper that there’s no
cure for the common cold, or how terrible the flu season is going to
be, I feel sad – for it feels like I have a secret, a secret I wish
everyone knew.

 

There are cures for all these illnesses and more!

More Than A Scar

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Last year I had
cancer surgery that left me with a large, U-shaped scar on my neck. My
experiences since then have unfortunately initiated me into the world
of rude staring. You see, people seem to think it's okay to stare,
follow it by avoiding any and all eye contact, and then dash away
completely ignoring you. It’s not really the staring that gets me, but
the refusal afterwards to look me in the eye. I know you were staring,
so why not look at me and acknowledge me, too?

Then and Now: How My Life Has Changed Since Having Children

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since having my first baby 4 years ago. I'm now a work-at-home mom with
two beautiful kids, and I wouldn't give it up for anything! But I
thought I would get my thoughts down in writing, quickly, before I
completely forget what life was like “way back when...”

Then: I'd wake up and start my day with a well-rounded breakfast before getting ready to take on the world!

Who to Have in the Delivery Room

I'm a mother of three.  When my kids were born, I wanted 3 people other
than medical personnel there (I had my kids in the hospital):  my mom,
my husband, and my mother-in-law.



My husband was there for emotional support, and because it was his kid,
too. We'd done Lamaze classes together, and in a labor situation, I
wasn't going to remember anything!

Adoption: My Journey to Parenthood

I was the kid who wanted to be a mother. The one who volunteered to
change dirty cloth diapers and babies and cousins and siblings for
free. I was the one who wanted 6 kids, even in my glamorous teenage
years when my friends couldn't imagine anything so gross. ('Course I
wasn't sure how I'd have them, because sex was too scary to think
about.) I wanted to be a midwife in elementary school, when no other
kid even knew the word. And I was surrounded by babies, being the
oldest of four siblings and twelve cousins in a neighbourhood of kids.

Single Parenting

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 Why I Love Being a Single Mom of Three

 

1. I can parent however I want.

2. I can watch whatever movies I want.

3. No adults yell at me in my own home.

4. I don’t have to cater to an adult who is a pickier eater than any of my three children.

5. I never have to watch sports.

6. I don’t have to stop normal life to prepare for the 5pm arrival of Him.

7. The king-size bed is plenty big for all four of us when they all pile in.

Sew Your Own Cloth Diapers

By Priscilla Carpenter, Owner of MonsterBabyDiapers.com

Cloth diapers are making a comeback in an age of
environmental consciousness and economical hardships faced by moms who
want to stay home with their children.  However, even though using cloth saves moms a lot of money, it ends up being a huge investment in the beginning.  My solution to this was to just make my own.

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Attachment Parenting

  When my daughter Chelsey was born 16
years ago, I was  24 years old and getting ready to leave my husband.
Within three months of her birth I was raising her alone. As a woman
with no computer or internet access (was there even an internet back
then in the dark ages?), I visited the library frequently, but mostly
I  learned about parenting  by instinct. And instinct is what AP is all
about.

 

Three weeks

It was a beautiful Sunday day in October. I was
24 weeks pregnant and had just gotten out my maternity clothes for the
first time to wear that day. It was a lovely day, and we went to an
apple farm. Little did I know at the time that would be the last day
me, my husband and daughter would do a family outing with just us. I
was just starting to feel like I was actually pregnant; I was showing
and had just started feeling the baby kick a few weeks prior. I so
desperately wanted a wonderful, natural birthing experience with this
baby, one that I missed out on with my first baby.

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