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It’s 20 minutes, but it’s worth it. I never realized the extent of the wastefulness of America until I watched this. I am in awe. It really makes me think about what I should be doing on my own without comercial influences and it makes me want to figure out ways around the system as much as I can. I don’t want to be part of that problem.

It seems sad to me that while Americans are convinced that we need so much stuff that both parents in most families are forced to work so that they can keep up with all this “stuff,” somewhere across the world, someone else is paying for the pile of crap I don’t need in my garage.

I am to tired to get into it any better than that right now.

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My little man is what one might call “high energy” or “spirited.”

Basically, he runs around non-stop. His little mind never stops going. He is always trying to figure things out. He is always inspecting household items, trying to learn new activities and talking away. He hardly ever slows down, let alone comes to a stop. Consequently,he is really hard to get on a schedule. “Raising Your Spirited Child” calls this being “irregular.” I call it a pain in my rear 😉 (Let me say, I LOVE my son. I love his personality. I love that he is inquisitive and smart and full of life. I just want to be able to have some idea of when I may be allowed to sleep)

I have been trying to wear the little guy out as much as I can in the daytime. Today, we went down to the park and he played on the swings, then we went for a walk on a nature trail. (a lot of work for tiny little toddler legs!) He totally crashed when we got home. This evening, we went on a walk in the neighborhood, (Keagan was in the stroller this time, but the fresh air and excitement seems to tucker him out) He went to sleep when we got home. I thought maybe I’d figured things out. That maybe, just maybe I had a new system and I could keep him on a healthy sleep schedule.

He woke up a little after ten. It’s not uncommon for him to wake, then go back to sleep after a few minutes of cuddles. But that’s not the case tonight. We’ve tried every trick in the book and Keagan is not sleeping. It is 12:09 and he’s sitting in my lap. I’d love to be in bed. I can’t be. My husband eventually had to kick us out because he has to get up extra early in the am for a meeting and Keagan was saying “dog” and slapping him. Not one of the perks of the family bed 😉

So I rocked him. I sang to him. I nursed and nursed and nursed him in a dark room and he just kept slapping me and talking. So after more than an hour in the dark, I brought him out here and I am venting to the internet about the fact that I want to go to bed and my son will never fall into a pattern no matter now hard I try.

It’s a good thing he is so darned cute 🙂 He just hugged my face and gave me a wet, sloppy baby kiss. I love this kid.

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I know before I was a mother, I had quite a few thoughts on parenting. I thought I had a good ideas as to how I would parent and I thought I had good reasons for these ideas.

For example: I thought that letting a baby cry it out for awhile was a totally normal, healthy practice. After having a child, I ended up hating “cry it out” and I actually ended up co-sleeping with my son. Co-sleeping scared me before I had a baby. But I don’t think I would have ever been rude to someone who chose co-sleeping for their family.

I also used to think that the baby DVD’s on the market were great and thought I would be using them when I had a child. Instead, we got rid of cable and my son has never really watched much tv/ movies. We have no plans on getting cable back. The more research we do on kids and TV the less we want Keagan around it. I know I would have thought someone who made this choice was a bit weird before I had my son, but I would not have tried to tell them they were parenting wrong.

I also thought breastfeeding a toddler was a bit odd. I knew I would nurse. I planned to for at least six months and probably about a year. Now my son is 13.5 months old and we have no plans of stopping any time soon. I educated myself about the benefits of nursing and I changed my mind. I know that being around nursing toddlers surprised me a bit. I found it a bit off putting, I will admit. But I never would have been rude to someone who chose to breastfeed beyond infancy. I think I have always understood that every family functions differently.

This weekend I came across someone who was downright snappy with me about nursing my son. I won’t get into details about it, but I was shocked at how rude this person (who does not yet have children) was to me. I know it comes out of fear and ignorance, but wow. I just tried to smile and reminded this person that the benefits of nursing don’t end the day a child turns one and refererred to the WHO’s recommendation to nurse until two. The person stopped talking but glared at me the whole time I nursed my son.

Maybe I am remembering myself a better person that I was, but as ignorant as I was about parenting before I was a parent, I NEVER was rude to someone. I know that it’s hard to understand how other families function, but I can’t imagine being rude to someone over something that didn’t affect me at all. I get plenty of flack for nursing my son from multiple sources, and I try to keep my head up. I know that what I am doing is right. I tell them the short version of why I am still nursing and most people just shut up and get over it. Most are just confused, not rude. This was different though. This was flat out rude.

I really hope I was never like that. Being a parent changes you. It’s changed me so much that I can hardly imagine ever being the person I was before I had my son, but I have always valued respect. I don’t care how ignorant someone is on a subject, they should always be respectful.

/end rant.

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Little Man was sick last night. He wouldn’t sleep (even though he was beyond exhausted!) and he would not nurse, which for Keagan is REALLY strange. Then he developed a fever.

I hate when he gets a fever. Before he had a (probably febrile) seizure, if his fever was not out of control, I let it run its course. That’s healthier. A fever has a purpose and it is better for the body to let it do what it is supposed to do. I’d also rather not put drugs in my baby boy.

But the advice from his doctors is now to medicate at the first sign of fever so as to avoid another seizure. So we use Mortrin and also Tylenol if the Motrin is not doing it on its own.

Last night, when I realized he had a fever. It was three am. Neither of us had been to sleep yet and he was burning up. I searched the house and, of course we had nothing I could give him. So I had to go out at three am and buy him some motrin. He eventually fell asleep around 4:15 am, waking three times before he got up for the day a little after 9:30. As you can guess, I am tired.

This morning, he is miraculously better, praise Jesus! He is his normal self, insisting that he “Go walk” and yelling at his “gogs.” What a relief! Now I can not wait until naptime, so I can rest too 😉

In other news, I’ve had a prayer answered. The other day, I was having a talk with the Lord. I was praying to Him and asking Him to please let me find a way to serve others. I often feel like I don’t know how I can be used and that what talents I have may not be useful. I told Him that I would love the be able to use my talents for loving others, but that I didn’t know how and I asked Him to show me.

Out of the blue yesterday, my phone rang. It was the Make a Wish Foundation and they asked if I could work with them on a project in my town for a little girl with muscular dystrophy. They want me to photograph the event they are setting up for her. I of course said yes.

I asked to serve and God showed me how I could. What a blessing! Now let’s all pray I don’t cry the whole time!

In other news, I am on a de-cluttering spree. I don’t know how we ended up with so much stuff, but a LOT of it is going down to the Goodwill. What a relief that will be!

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It’s been awhile since I’ve blogged. I’ve been so busy with Keagan! He’s growing up way too quickly!

About a week after his birthday, Keagan threw his hands into the air and said “Go walk” and walked across the room to me! He then threw his hands around me for a big hug. It was such a sweet moment. Ever since then, he’s been improving more and more. He’s walking really well now. Well on his way to RUNNING. Ack! He is so cute when walking, though. He says “walking, walking” while he does it and smiles a grin that puts the Cheshire Cat to shame.

The other day, I had Pandora Radio on for Keagan. If you don’t know what it is, it’s a really cool online radio station. It lets you put in a search term (band or song) and plays music like that. So my little guy LOVES the Beach Boys and I can go and have all Beach Boys (or stuff that sounds like them) play for him. It makes him quite happy 🙂

Anyway, we were listening to Pandora and the song “Walk Like a Man” came on. Keagan LOVES to say the word walk and perked right up when it started. After a minute, he picked up on the background singers singing “walk…walk…walk…” over and over again in the background of the song and started to sing along! SO cute! He was singing and bobbing his head. He LOVES music. It’s great.

I think he’s going to grow up and be a worship leader at a church because he absolutely loves the music at church. He really responds well. The other day, he started singing along (in gibberish) and threw his little arms up in the air his head back. He was in a state of pure baby bliss as the worship band played 🙂 It was great to see him so happy.

Here are a few recent photos I took of my little man. He is getting so big!
Keagan Owen. Photo by kissoflifephoto.com

Keagan Owen. Photo by kissoflifephoto.com

Keagan Owen. Photo by kissoflifephoto.com

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