Lacking energy and wit required to make a post. Well done to any other mother who is simply surviving.
It’s been a while.
This week my almost-two-and-a-half year old got attacked by a bigger kid at soft play. He’s a pretty gentle boy-very physical and good at jumping and climbing but not particularly tactile with other children. Nothing like this has ever happened before to us or any of our friends children so its been a bit of a shock.
On sharing the photos of his scratched up face the overwhelming reaction from other parents (mums in particular) was that of incredulity that I didn’t go ‘all mama bear’ or ‘punch her [the mums] face in’.
The soft play where the incident happened is quite small and in a local garden centre cafe. It’s quite well set up so that it’s separate from the main cafe and parents can take drinks and cake in so they can supervise their children appropriately. Most the seats were taken when we arrived so we ended up in the corner where visibility isn’t very good. There were quite a few parents in the play area with their children so we stayed seated next to it. Every now and then we got up to check if we couldn’t see the children and a friend of ours was sat inside at the bit where our vision was blocked by the slide.
Suddenly there was screaming. We both stopped and looked at each other, grateful that it wasn’t one of our kids. Worried that my child could have caused the crying I went to investigate to find that noise was indeed my child.I’ve never heard him sound like it! My friend had managed to drag him out of the ball pool having realised that a child had his hands around R’s neck and was on top of him.
I thanked my friend, and she told me which child but wasn’t sure exactly what had happened. I took R out for a cuddle and milk and we investigated his wounds. The friend I was visiting with popped over to have a check on her son but all seemed fine. A few moments later, he’s being ‘saved’ from the same child who was grabbing out at him. J crawled in (despite being heavily pregnant) to console her child too. The mother of the boy reluctantly climbed in too and muttered a perfunctory ‘sorry’. J pointed out that he hasn’t actually hurt her child but had hurt R. Her response was ‘Well he’s two and a half, what do you want me to do?’
A moment later, smiling, she walked towards me. ‘Here it comes, an apology’ I thought. She walked straight past mine and my sobbing bleeding child to go look in the netting at the end to watch her child. Oh. Well that’s something.
We stayed a while after that. The mother was overheard telling het child ‘mind out, there are babies in the over twos section’. Despite all or children being two, and very capable.
Children do stuff that you can’t predict or always control before it’s too late. I get that. But there’s certain things I expect the parent to do regardless.
1. If you know your child has a proclivity for violence, you watch them like a hawk. This was clearly not an isolated incident and this child seemed experienced and persistent in his violence.
2. If a child is wailing at soft play, regardless of whether you think it’s your child or not, you go check it out just in case. Esp with point one in mind.
3. If there’s any chance your child was involved in making another child cry, regardless of whether you think it might have been an accident or not, you suit down and have a chat with them.
4. If you find out they have been involved in hurting another child, they need to be taken aside, away from the fun thing they’re enjoying to talk about behaviour and consequences.
5. If they have hurt another child, it is at least the parents job to approach the parents of the other child and acknowledge it and apologise.
So why didn’t I approach her and go mad?
Firstly, I was so focused on my baby. He doesn’t cry a lot and was genuinely very upset and hurt. At that moment that was all that mattered to me, song whatever I could to make him feel better. Secondly, I didn’t see the incident. I can only speculate based on what my (very reliable) friend saw. I doubt know the child or parent. I don’t know what they’ve been through that day. I don’t know what kind of journey they’ve been on to this exact point in time. I don’t know how I would feel if that was me. I’d had a difficult morning with R, if he’d then attacked another child and then the parent had come for me it would have likely broken me. And finally, with her offhand and passive aggressive manner for handling my friend when she mentioned that her soon had hurt mine, yes, I might have gone a bit crazy at her. And that’s not an example that I want to set. My son showed me a great example by not retaliating, so let me do the same back.
I have to stop counting on months now, right? (25 months old!)
Quite update on some things we’ve been up to.
2 year Health Visitor check went pretty well. We had been entirely honest on our form- it asks about whether he can perform certain tasks. There were a few we didn’t know about- like whether he could flick a switch. We’ve always discouraged him from switches of any kind (ie sockets) so he’s never found out! The Health Visitor ended up changin g a few of our answers for a better score as she could see that he’s very capable. He can use a fork. He chooses to use his hands. He probably can tidy up his toys. Not to say he will! Anyway, she was pleased with him as we hoped so that was good.
The health visitor checks are interesting. My view has always been that if you have attended one and think it’s a waste of time, then you are probably one of the lucky ones. This means there are no problems being identified with your childs speech, fine motor skills, weight gain or any other factors. This means your child is developing normally and you had to take an hour out of your day to find that out. Sometimes its’ hard to think outside of our own home-life bubble, but there will be parents who have taken their child to a checkup where the health visitor has identified an issue with the child’s development or home life that needs attention. It may help pick up on problems early so they can be tackled or that families can be signposted to get extra help where needed.
The other side of things I often hear on the facebook breastfeeding groups I’m on is about how some health care professionals including health visitors treat those of us that practice Attachment Parenting. I HATE labels like this but if I look at the way we are choosing to bring up our child, most of it falls pretty neatly into AP’s philosophy (one reason I dislike it is the suggestion that those who do not identify with AP are somehow detached……). Many women have had negative experiences of hcps commenting on their decision to breastfeed past a certain arbitrary age, for co-sleeping, for not using CIO (Cry It Out) methods to get their children to sleep etc. However I would say that our review was an unmitigated success.
R ran about whilst we chatted through the paperwork. We were then asked how he eats (badly) so she asked us to talk through a typical day. Half way through this, he hopped up onto my lap and asked for “boobies” (not my favourite choice of word to signify that he wants milk but hey ho, it’s stuck). At the end of describing his daily food intake, I finished with “Oh, and milk of course“. The HV then asked me if he drank it from a cup, which seemed like an odd question at the time, but I replied “No, just from me”. At which point she looked up from her laptop and said, “Oh…. Yes. Well done.” Now I do not breastfeed my child for a pat on the back but it was very welcome after the horror stories I’d heard and was better than being told erroniously that there would be “no nutritional value” in my milk or that he was “only doing it for comfort” (favoured phrases it seems). She asked if we were happy with it still and both myself and the husband said “YES” in unison. After a short discussion about his frequent night wakings, she then told me that if I wanted to wean at any point and needed help, then I could call the HV team. And that was that.
Well not really, my little charmer then proved that he could put all the toys away and then as we put him into his buggy (with not a single protest from him) he waved and said “Goodbye nice lady” and blew her a kiss!
Nightweaning (to be sung to the tune of Nightswimming by REM). Not sure if I blogged about it then but back in January around my birthday we had a pop at night weaning from milk. It happened at this point because a friend (who had a child herself that didn’t sleep though for different reasons) pointed me towards a gentle AP-worthy method of night weaning by a chap called Dr Jay Gordon. I was understandably entirely sceptical. We have (half heartedly) attempted a number of different things over the last two years to improve sleep, and none of them have worked. In fairness the element of half heartedness no doubt had some kind of influence on this but realistically we knew they were never going to work and so it was all a bit of a pointless exercise. However, straight away on reading this method, I felt like I could get on with it. Dr Gordon doesn’t endorse any kind of sleep training for under one year olds. He talks about co-sleeping in the “family bed”.
Don’t get me wrong. I love the family bed, child-led weaning and cuddling all through the first, second, third year or more if it’s working well and if the family is doing well. Don’t let anyone convince you that this is a harmful choice or that there will be “no way” to get him out of your bed if you don’t do it now. Don’t believe anyone who says that babies who cuddle and nurse all night long “never” learn to self soothe or become independent. This is simply not true but it sells books and the myths stay in our culture.
I agree. This helps.
This method highlights the difference between a child who is safely in his mother or fathers arms crying because he is frustrated at not getting what he wants (milk) when he wants it (9pm,11:30pm, 1am, 2:30am, 4am, 5am and from 6-7am), and leaving a child alone in their own room to cry to teach them that no-one is coming. This hit hard with me as leaving a child to cry alone has never resonated well with me. However, I am able to leave R in his daddies arms having a bit of a sob to go and do things because I know he is safe and loved and protected.
I won’t go through the full method as you can read it on the link to Dr Gordon’s page, but a brief run down is that you choose a period of night during which you do not feed your child (we chose 11pm to 5am). Before and after that time you continue as normal. During that time for the first 3 nights you give them a brief feed (but don’t feed to sleep), then cuddled them to sleep. You repeat the process each time they wake. The next 3 nights, you just cuddle, with no feed. The next 3-4 nights after that you stay with them, talk to them, soothe them etc but don’t pick them up to cuddle them. The idea is that it’s gentle but persuades them that they don’t need a feed to get to sleep, and also that they won’t get one so they don’t need to wake. At R’s age, he does not need to feed at night but he likes to. But I also need to get some sleep.
When we tried back in January, it was going well before we all got hideous germs. I had tonsilitis then spent the next 6 weeks with a cold, a lost voice etc, small person was so full of green goo it wasn’t funny and the husband had a selection of his own germs too. It went on for so long (which was unusual as we usually have good health!) that we just totally gave up on it. Which is weird because it was actually working prior to the ill.
Our sleep got worse again a month or so ago and I was duly complaining to anyone who would listen, and it was suggested that we try again. So we said “Why not?”, and we did. There were two nights in the middle where small stuff cried for 2 hours or so. One night we actually ended up taking him downstairs as he was being so noisy and awful, the other night I told him stories gently in the hope of convincing him to sleep but just our luck we have the only child in the land who finds bedtime stories too stimulating and then starts joining in! At this point we weren’t very hopeful but the next night, he only woke twice. All night. TWICE! Not seven times. From then on in it’s been pretty consistent. We still have bad nights and we’ve shifted the timings a little because he was waking at 4:30 or so desperate for a feed and crying until five. As he wasn’t often waking before that, I decided a 4:30am feed isn’t such a bad thing.
So the next step may end up being his own bed. We have an old single bed frame in the attic which we are going to get out at the weekend and see if we can get a mattress to fit (weird Ikea bed size). Then we can see if he likes having his own room….. Wish us luck!
Sorry no pictures- will add some in from my phone when I get a chance
Small turned 2 a couple of weeks ago. I couldn’t think of anything interesting or poignant to post so I didn’t!
I know a few people having or due babies soon and was thinking about the most useful bit of advice I could give them and what it might be. There’s tonnes of great info about breastfeeding out there on the internet if you’re willing to look for it, so I’m not sure that there’s anything there I could say of much use. There’s also so much conflicting stuff about sleep and all those things and most would hardly peg me as an expert with our sleep situation. So I think my best advice would be:
For every one person that tells you something worked for them there are a) a hundred people who it didn’t work for and b)a hundred other things that person tried that didn’t work.
The thing I found hardest when R was little was that everyone had a handy trick up their sleeve for getting a child to eat or sleep or whatever.
And it was always conveyed to us with such authority, that I often tried whatever the method was. Even some of the expensive ones.
And you know what? Nothing worked.
I now know and believe this isn’t because I’m a terrible rubbish parent. It is (that old chestnut) that every child is different.
Whilst trying to impart your wisdom on someone else, it’s hard not be emphatically excited that some magical method of convincing your child to sleep/eat/be independent/ nap in their cot etc really really worked for you. It’s also easy to overlook all those other things you tried and didn’t manage to make work for you (we won’t say “failed at”). It’s also easy to forget that your specific circumstances and your specific child is very different to the next one.
It’s easy to feel, in your new parent, sleep deprived, hormonal state that you are, in fact, the worlds’ worst and most incapable parent. If they managed to make the “Pick Up Put Down” method work for them, why couldn’t you make it work for you? If they managed to achieve a non-fussy eater by practicing baby-led weaning and introducing a new food every 72 hours, why weren’t you capable of doing the same? If leaving their child to scream led to them falling asleep in 30 minutes, why does your child just scream until he vomits over himself? And this can feel really isolating and lonely. If everyone else is having success and you’re not, then it can be really hard to swallow.
So in a way this is advice not only for new parents but for those “old hands” who are trying to help out newbie parents.
In reality that parent that got the “Pick Up Put Down” method to work probably tried a huge number of other techniques (90 Minute Sleep Programme, No Cry Sleep Solution, Pantly Pull off etc) with no success, but invariably they will forget to tell you that.
So if you’re a parent already and have friends having their first baby, think carefully about what you say to them. Be honest, show that you’re human and understand not everyone is the same and pay particular attention to trying to remember how you felt when everyone else seemed to be sailing through parenthood whilst you struggled. Kindness is the key gift we can give new parents at what is likely the most stressful time of their lives!
I’m going to try to write this very carefully. I am absolutely sure that I will offend somebody with what I’m saying, so please understand that is not my aim, in fact I’m trying to be honest whilst doing my best not to say anything out of turn.
There is clearly a huge humanitarian crisis which happening on our doorstep, and we are being called to action to do something. My memories of huge crisis like this go back to being a child and watching news footage of 2 million refugees from Rwanda fleeing genocide by the Tutsi Patriotic Front. Although at age 9 I understood what I was told about the footage, I was too young to really comprehend what it meant for actual real people and families who were leaving their homes under dire circumstances and walking hundreds of miles to try to find somewhere safe to settle. With no food or water, few belonging and children and the elderly all being put through such awful trauma and both physical and mental stress. There are a number of humanitarian issues at the moment- the War in Syria which has also spilled over into Iraq, with 3.9 million Syrians having to leave the country and a further 11.4 million displaced (http://www.worldvision.org/news-stories-videos/top-humanitarian-crises-2015), with Ebola is West Africa, and droughts in Somalia and Central America to name a few.
The shock tactic images hitting my social media screens have been very hard to swallow. To be sitting here typing this from a very priviledged viewpoint, I can of course feel irony of my complaint. I’ve been feeling quite down and sensitive recently and have felt very affected by the images of drowned children, especially those around the same age as my son. It’s very emotional to be engaged in the stark and striking images that are being shared around facebook and twitter, and in my current position have actually put me off looking further into the issue to see what I can do to help. Although once you’ve seen a photo of a child drowned, facedown in the sane, it cannot be unseed. In fact, I’m so worried about what images are going to be shared that I’ve ended up ignoring the issue all together which is of course the wrong reaction. I’ve been reading up a bit about the use of shock tactics- most articles cite the way that charities use shock tactics to raise awareness of an issue or persuade individuals that theirs is the most “worthy” cause. Though there’s little conclusion about the effectiveness, I worry about what happens next time. Will a photo of a dead child be enough? Will we be subjected to graphic videos of incidents taking place? Whilst of course we are so fortunate not to be in that position ourselves, one can have empathy and one can help and care without having to see everything in graphic detail. However, there’s no doubt that in the case of the Syrian refugee crisis that after an initial slow and aprehensive start, people are jumping to act across the world. The biggest wonderful thing that I’ve seen is the number of sling mummies who have set up and donated to a “Slings for Kos” group- who are raising funds and collecting slings for refugee parents in Kos.
I won’t claim to know as much about this as I could- my head is firmly wedged in the sand over this one because I’ve found it so upsetting, however I did find this Guardian Article: 5 Practical Ways You Can Help Refugees Trying to Find Safety in Europe wonderfully succinct and helpful. I have spent the afternoon going through and signing the appropriate petitions to ensure that the county I live in does as much as it can to help these refugees (not immigrants as the papers like to call them), and am now off to raid my ISA to make a sizeable donation to one of the charities listed (not sure which one yet)- a donation the size of which I have never been compelled to make before.
For anyone similarly uninformed, I founds this wonderful Upworthy comic strip very informative.
Those who read this will know that I like my wraps. Erm- our wraps. Not that the toddler contributes financially to them of course, but he does use them with us.
I recently thought I’d reached being “stashified” but my most recent purchase wasn’t really working for me.
I’m not a “serial churner”- some people like to try all the wraps, so they buy, try and sell on to fund their next wrap. I’ve been trying to find a little bit of everything so have plumped for a few different lengths and a few different blends. I now have 100% cotton (6), cotton/wool/silk blend (3), cotton/linen blend (4), cotton/hemp blend (4) and then a cotton/silk blend mei tai and I am now the proud owner of a cotton rebozo scarf too. That doesn’t include things I’m trying to sell or anything I’ve lent to the sling library! However I changed the hemp blend I owned. Initially I bought a didymos indio as I really wanted to try a an indio. They always shimmer so beautifully and the diamond weave is stunning. However, the hemp had not been “broken in” and the fabric was still very stiff. I worked on it- wearing, pulling htrough rings, plaiting, steam iron and leaving it in a warm car- but although it was softening up, the diamond weave dug into my shoulders. Amazingly my “ISO” came up- the wrap I was in search of a few months ago- a Natibaby Cogs Acero. It was woven as a an exclusive for a Polish forum group and is a soft shimmery blue and silver blend. The lady that sold it to me was very sad to let it go after having broken it in so beautifully, but it’s found a happy home here!
Indio is parcelled up and ready to go to it’s new home, and cogs is here to stay!
So onto the review- I decided I wanted a little something that I could use out and about when I wasn’t able to have the small person wrapped on me. The fabrics of the wraps are so beautiful that I wish I could have them on me every day. I contacted a few different small companies that use wrap scraps to make items- bags, hairbands, necklaces etc and the quickest and friendliest response by far was TigerPig. I knew my friend Sling Sally had bought at least one item from her before, so we struck up a conversation. So much attention to detail was paid in terms of the fabrics, the linings, the extra features, with lovely photographs sent to me so that I could choose exactly what I wanted. The invoice was sent over before pay day and Hillary kindly waited until I had been paid and was back from holiday and able to access my paypal. The best surprise was the bag arriving- I hadn’t even realised it would be ready so quickly, so it was a great surprise. It came beautifully wrapped up and was instantly stolen by my son who wanted to wear it (and very fetching it looked too). And the bag is stunning! So beautifully made, and exactly as expected with all the photo communication about the fabrics and trim. I can’t wait for a night out now!
Thank you TigerPig!
Not long til short stuff is two!
The last few months have heralded a little improvement in sleep (3 wake ups is better than 7!) and more recently a desperate attempt to drop his only nap. A quick google says that by age 2 most children drop their morning nap and by 4 they tend to drop their afternoon one too. But apparently this depends on how much night time sleep they get as they may be getting “enough” at night.
I can’t even remember when the regular morning nap stopped but it was a good while ago. I think we’ve had about 6 days over the last three or so weeks in which there has been no nap. We’ve had to time bed time very carefully and there have been more wake ups on those nights but overall it seems to have coincided with the better general sleep.
Most words are coming out in full sentences (whether we can understand it or not is a different matter entirely) and his patience and ability to sit still to achieve small tasks is growing by the day.
We’ll be due our 2 year health visitor check at some point soon. I’m just hoping that the appointment doesn’t echo the stories I hear about from other women about admonishments for breastfeeding and co-sleeping. Luckily as long as I’m prepared for potential conflict I can handle myself, so we’ll see what happens. The Health Visitor and MidWife team have changed around here recently apparently so I might not see someone I know.
We achieved an even more successful family holiday than the last one- partially due to the above developments but also some good and lucky accomodation choices (enclosed garden!), locality of steam railways and making great use of the lovely Mumsnet friends that I made way back in Jan 2013 to break up the journey and give small stuff some time to play.
I can highly recommend Norfolk with a toddler- it was only part of our trip but lots to do and luckily beautiful weather to do it in.
Time for another review.
Although my small person is pretty fussy with food, it hasn’t stopped us trying to ensure he gets a good variety of healthy, home made meals. Our diet is in no way perfect- neither of us eat enough fruit and veg most days and we both enjoy a drink. We don’t really believe in faddy eating- detoxes, diets, sugar free, “paleo” or “carb free” eating. However we do believe in home made good hearty food. We drink full fat milk, and enjoy cheese and real butter. We eat carbohydrates with most meals and balance that with protein, vegetables and grains. We don’t eat much “processed” food- from jars or packets, and as a consequence happily add sugar and salt to recipes where required. We probably eat “too much” meat, and definitely too much processed meat, though if I were more confident in my cooking I’d cook more fish and more vegetarian dishes.
When we moved in together we decided we needed to at least try some kind of organic veg box. Initially it didn’t work out for us in our last property due to our lifestyle amongst other things but we started back up with Riverford 5 years ago and have been enjoying seasonal treats and cooking challenges ever since.
The Riverford box scheme began when Guy Watson started delivering vegetables locally to 30 friends in Devon. We now deliver around 47,000 boxes a week to homes around the UK from our regional farms.
Things I like about this kind of vegetable box scheme:
- It supports small scale local businesses not just the huge supermarket chains
- Attention is paid to all kinds of ethics across the company from freighting options to packaging to staff and animal welfare
- Prices are comparable with larger businesses
- Personal touch of notes from Guy and new recipes every week
- The challenge of a new vegetable
Riverford offer a huge range of different size and style of vegetable boxes, plus they do fruit boxes, meat, dairy produce, recipe boxes and much more. This means that you can just supplement your usual weekly shop with a box delivered to your door, or if you choose can get the majority of your grocery and some store cupboard essentials all directly from Riverford. Most boxes contain onions, potatoes and carrots (or another root vegetable) but you can also get their “less root veg” box which doesn’t contain the above if you prefer. They also do fruit boxes for workplaces, veg & meat combination boxes or you can just make up your own order. The system remembers you order and places the order each week/fortnight depending on the regularity you’ve selected and takes the payment directly from your account.
We used to get a “Seasons vegbox” but a couple of years ago Riverford changed around their offerings. We now get a “Large Fruit and Veg box” plus 1litre of milk and 6 eggs every fortnight at a cost of £21.95 (£10.96 per week). This is quite comparable to the box we used to get, as most of what you receive from Riverford is seaonal anyway. Most of it is grown on UK farms any anything from abroad is grown in fair trade co-operatives and never air freighted.
Riverford describe our large fruit and veg box as follows:
Eating a healthy, wholesome diet is easy with our large organic fruit and veg box. Packed with 7 different varieties of veg and 3 varieties of fruit, all of our produce is freshly picked and full of seasonal flavour. We only give you what’s ripe and ready for eating in our fields so box contents change throughout the year, giving you enough variety to keep everyone in the family happy. From crisp sugar snap peas to tart, tangy rhubarb, this fruit and vegbox is a winning combination of seasonal fruit and veg at its best.
We don’t use Riverford for all our fruit&veg needs, but for our family of three it builds the basis of our meal planning for about 3/4 of the fortnight before the next box arrives. This means that we’re guided by the items in there but not limited to them, the best of both worlds I say! Either when the box arrives, or before it arrives if I’ve got to do a shop, I take a look online to see what we are getting then purchase what else we need around that.
Our last veg box arrived 8 days ago, and we’ve eaten about 3/4 plus of what’s in the box.
In our veg box last week was:
- bunched carrots
- broad beans
- globe artichokes
- some kind of cabbage
- complimentary basil leaves
- mixed lettuce leaves
- cherry tomatoes
I thought I’d show you what I’ve done with some of it!
I’ve made a few salads, drizzled in balsamic glaze or with goats cheese and sundried tomatoes.
I’ve drunk tea when working at home or at the weekends and had a cheeky post-workout banana
A make-it-up-as-you-go-along saussage and vegetable stew with potato and carrot mash which was approved of by all the family, including the fussy eater
There have been breakfasts- eggs on top of marmite on toast before a workout or porridge with fruit for long days at work
There was a slow cooker curry into which lots of green things were thrown
And I conquered my nemesis- broad beans by making a bean-puree, which was mixed with a kind of home made pesto using the basil that came in the box too, served with chicken legs on a bed of mixed grains.
And finally I’ve been nibbling these lovely cherry tomatoes like little sweets.
Not bad at all for 8 days of nutrition.
There’s still the globe artichokes to eat- I’ve learnt my lesson with them in terms of which bits you can and can’t eat, and have a wonderful lemon and artichoke pilaf recipe I hope to use again this week. Apart from that there’s a few potatoes and some carrots left, plus a a handful of blackcurrants which were so wonderfully tangy I could only eat them in small amounts.
Are there negatives?
I think it depends on how adventurous you are. I love to cook and love cooking for my family, and thoroughly enjoy the challenge of looking at the veg box and working out a)what everything actually is (you can check online for anything you’re not sure about) and b)what on earth I’m going to do with it.
Something that’s helped with this enormously is the white board we have up in the dining room where we try to plan and write onto it our meals for most days of the week (alongside working days, childminder pickups, shoppings lists and social activities). Riverford also produce useful recipe cards with every box, they have a great recipe book which I own and they also have a whole page on their website dedicated to recipes.
If you are not adventurous or are very limited in terms of what fruit and veg you like, this might not be for you, however I’d recommend trying it as you might be surprised. There are very few vegetables that we don’t eat and I’ve managed to tackle a few of them- including broad beans (recipes like this Broad Bean Dip) and make something I like. I’ve learnt so much about different seasonal fruit and vegetables- I make a mean celeriac and blue cheese soup, I can make great coleslaw and I know how to tackle the different kinds of green cabbage type things from pak choi to spring greens and spinach.
Some people think this kind of thing is expensive, although Riverford have a great Price Comparison Page showing how their organic fruit and veg measures against most the large UK supermarkets and they tell you their method for working it out too. Having said that one reason we don’t order meat and so on is because (although it is lovely as we shared a large order with a friend before) that does work out quite expensive as far as I can tell.
There are other Veg Boxes avaialable including Abel and Cole and also some more local companies in some areas. Other people have looked at more than one company- Jorg&Olif have a comparison review on their site and good old Mumsnet have a discussion thread (though the first comment already had me remembering why I left such a catty, silly forum). All I can say is that we did have Abel and Cole in our old house and there must be a reason that we switched but I can’t think what it was now!
So we are but a summer away from turning two over here. And what’s going on?
Well there are actual (almost) sentences going on. He knows who he is, and some of his friends’ names (or just one name on repeat). He can demand to go to the P.A.R.K (People’s Democratic Republic of Korea as we call it) or to see MAMNALS (Pets at Home on a lazy day, a local farm on a weekend) and is growing ever more sure of himself. We’ve even had a wee in a potty today (though three poo’s on the floor in the last 10 days….). I’d add we’re not potty training per se- but maybe potty encouraging (the concept of training a toddler or baby makes me feel uneasy!).
We are still going to Buggyfit (woo!) once a week, he attends Tumble Tweenies with the childminder and sometimes we make it to Sling Swing on a Friday. I’d like to do one proper class a week (preferably swimming) but the only suitable location (walkable) only has one lesson on a day we can make and it signs up too fast which is a shame.
He’s still going “up” in a wrap when tired which is really useful to help get him to sleep but also means we can get things done (today it was a 4 mile walk, but it y’know, could be housework!).
On Saturday I had the pleasure of attending London Pride. This might seem tangential from the general parenting theme of this blog, but I assure you it’s all linked.
My reason for specifically attending this year was that I was invited by Fujitsu. It’s a bit complicated, but essentially they decided this year to attend Pride, where the theme was “Pride Heroes”. Fujitsu’s reasonably new LGBT group (18 months old) decided to use Alan Turing as their Pride Hero, which made perfect sense with Fujitsus former company’s links to the Bombe machine that Turing created. Alan Turing happens to have been my Great Uncle which is a slightly tenuous connection and is really just genetics rather than anything special that I (or my family) have really done. However it’s a really wonderful family link. Alan’s work (as all work at Bletchly Park) during the war was guarded by the official secrets act, and as a consequence people didn’t really know who he was or what he did. Even in 2009 after John Graham Cummings petitioned the government to pardon Alan for his prosecution for being homosexual, it was reported that there were no living relatives. Actually quite a few of us, but that’s another story. It’s been a strange old few years- to go from a situation where it was thought that he had no living relatives, to the film premiere in 2014 which I believe 26 family members attended, to being invited to Gay Pride.
Whilst I appreciate that some members of the family have their own memories of Alan, and that he was mostly a private man who might have found the fanfare of being labelled a hero and having his face paraded through London, to many people he was a hero- both for his amazing work in mathematics, computing and in biology too but also for being famously gay in the 1940s when it was highly illegal. So I was proud to be asked by Fujitsu to attend the march with them, and did so alongside my second cousin Tom. Alan’s legacy has brought bits of the family closer together- Tom lives in the West Country and is a good few years younger than me, so it was a great opportunity to catch up as we don’t get to see each other very often.
I arrived about 11:30 at Fujitsu on Baker Street and was welcomed with colour tshirts, friendly faces and wonderful doughnuts- which was a good thing as I had missed lunch and it was a long, hot day! We had some speeches, took some photographs and then headed off to our position in section E. It was a long way back- though we were next to the Android float which was very noisy and lots of fun- it kept us going for the 3 hours we stood in position before we set off.
I met lots of wonderful people both in the parade and in the crowd. The atmosphere was so positive and engaging, and whilst we were marching a number of times we heard chants of “Alan! Alan!” when the crowd saw out placards. It really was quite skin-tingling and overhwelming at times. Afterwards Fujitsu took us to Champagne Charlies for a well earned drink and some nibbles before we had to set off home.
As a claim to fame on top of this, we made it onto Buzzfeed, Gay Star News, Channel 4 News, The Independent, International Business Times, The Mirror, London Pride’s official Faecbook page, Fujitsu NewsBBC Berkshire Interivew with Sarah Walker, Out in The City magazine, City AM and Days Out In London to name a few media moments!
So why is this relevant to a parenting blog?
I think it’s hugely relevant.It’s about how we see the world and what kind of world we live in. I guess I use the term “world” loosely as there are many places still in which homosexuality is illegal which in the UK just seems so backwards and barbaric. I want my child to grow up in a world in which his gender or sexual preference are not an issue. I’ve mentioned gender at length before when discussing my volunteer work Let Toys Be Toys and I think that a more tolerant society is a very important thing and should not be underestimated. So what if he wears pink or plays with dolls? What’s the “worst” that will happen? I want to encourage him to be a caring, kind and considerate person, regardless of anything else. And playing with dolls or wearing pink won’t make that happen, but I certainly won’t be sending him the message that his choices for play, or clothing are limited based on his sex.
And we’re not just talking really about sexuality, we’re talking about the ability to be different from the perceived “norm” and for it to be ok. For it to be more than ok. I am one of a huge swathe of people that were bullied at school for not being the same as everyone else. And as an adult, I’m proud of the choices that I’ve made and the ability to be myself, but it’s taken a long time to get to this point. Your sexuality isn’t something that you choose, but it is something that you, and others choose to accept, and the more tolerant and understanding we can be of different lifestyles to our own really is key to to where we live being a better and safer place to live.