Showing posts with label safety. Show all posts
Showing posts with label safety. Show all posts

Thursday, July 22, 2010

My Small Successes XXVIII

I have had a week of finishing lots of little things, so these really are my Small Successes.

1. Kansas Dad and I had a pre-baby date. Grammy watched the kids for a whole afternoon while we ran errands and went out for a lovely dinner without any kids at all. Since I don't like to leave a nursing baby, it'll be a long time before we have an adults-only outing again. (Other than laboring at the hospital, but I'm not sure that counts in quite the same way.) We looked at cribs and did end up ordering one, too. It may not be necessary, but it will ease my mind a little. We also picked up a few things I needed to finish up the last two big Montessori activities I wanted to make...Maybe I'll get to that before baby arrives.

2. Yesterday, Kansas Dad dug out the baby swing and I washed the cover yesterday. Hooray! The girls have been playing with it almost constantly. Hopefully they'll get it out of their system before we want to use it for baby.

3. We pulled out the pool and let the kids play! Twice! And I have a picture to prove it! (Kansas Dad found it, blew it up, and filled it, both times. I sat on the porch and watched, from the shade.)

I love the girls' swimsuits! They're two pieces so First Daughter can use the restroom by herself (unlike the one-piece we have) and the shirts are so bright they were incredibly easy to find in the crowd at the zoo.

4. I also put all those pictures from last week in albums, including an extra two pictures I decided to add to Second Daughter's baby book.

5. And (last one, I promise) my doctor is back from his vacation this morning. He's also on call this weekend, so there is now a very good chance he's actually going to be around to deliver the baby. I would have preferred to already be delivered, but we must look at the bright side, right? Baby and I are 40 weeks tomorrow, so the end really is coming (or rather, the beginning).

Head over to Faith and Family to read more Small Successes!

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Childhood in America

Childhood Lost: How American Culture Is Failing Our Kids edited by Sharna Olfman

I had marked a number of passages and planned a long post including a bit on each chapter, but then I set it aside for a few weeks after reading it and now I'm having trouble putting it all together. (It doesn't help that Second Daughter attacked my post-it notes.) I apologize in advance for the rambling of this post.

I think it's safe to say I disagree with the politics of each and every one of the contributors. It seemed every chapter first blamed Republicans and then demanded more laws to address the chapter's issue. I think each chapter had its important insights into a part of American culture that damages our children, but when I think of politics (which I try to do rarely unless I'm actually making a voting decision), I tend to believe all politicians led us into this mess, regardless of party. I'm also inclined to think laws are not the answer. As a result, I felt frustrated throughout the book.

That aside, this book is a great introduction to many challenges facing parents, children and families today. The authors point out repeated attempts by the popular press to diminish or hide the results of current research that show our culture damages children and their ability to grow into thoughtful, loving adults prepared to contribute to society. I've read enough on these sorts of topics to already have a grasp of the overall themes, but the statistics continue to shock me.

I wanted to write about every chapter in this book. I find, as I flip through it again, that each one could be a post in itself and to briefly summarize or quote them might lead to misunderstanding, getting stuck on a small point rather than seeing the overall danger. For example, the first chapter, "The Natural History of Childhood," addresses parenting styles with infants, touching on some experts who recommend letting children cry, the debate on co-sleeping, attachment parenting, and a whole host of other "hot topics" in parenting. These are areas for great debate and no one should feel pressured to follow one parenting style to the exclusion of all others. I am not confident that my strategy is perfect every time, but life as a family is about balancing each person's needs. What I believe Meredith Small was addressing in the chapter is the preponderance of parenting advice in this country that tells parents they can still be selfish, and that it is in fact good for the children if we are.

Dr. Small attempts to describe the parenting styles of other less-modern cultures in an attempt to convince us that because it's always been done that way and we in the West are in the minority, we must be wrong. I'm not swayed entirely by her arguments, but I do think parents in the West are often told what we want to hear. "It's good to let your babies cry." "You have to let them learn to entertain themselves." These are good sentiments, in balance with many hugs and interactions with adults and siblings, but when they become the backbone of a parenting style for infants, something has gone awry.

That's just a taste of the first chapter. Ensuing contributions include: Why Parenting Matters; The War against Parents; The Impact of Media Violence on Developing Minds and Hearts; The Commercialization of Childhood; Big Food, Big Money, Big Children; So Se*y, So Soon: The Se*ualization of Childhood; Techno-Environmental Assaults on Childhood in America; "No Child Left": What Are Schools for in a Democratic Society? and Where Do the Children Play?.

I won't subject you to long comments from all the chapters, but there are a few quotes I wanted to share.

The problem here is that there are real conflicts between adult rights to freedom of choice and a child's well-being. -- Sylvia Ann Hewlett and Cornel West in "The War against Parents"

The moment we become parents, the moment we partake in actions that could end in parenthood, we relinquish some of our freedom.

At the heart of the matter is time, huge amounts of it, freely given. Whatever the child-raising technique, a child simply does better with loving, committed, long-term attention from both mom and dad. -- Sylvia Ann Hewlett and Cornel West in "The War against Parents"

Apparently, research has shown "quality time" does not compensate for quantity.

[C]hildren are, by far, the most vulnerable to environmental hazards. Pound for pound, children eat more food, drink more water, and breathe more air than adults do. Because they are smaller and closer to the ground, because they play outdoors more and don't practice the same level of hygiene as adults, their exposure to all environmental pollutants is greater than that of adults. In addition, their bodies are still works in progress, incomplete and more susceptible to developmental disruptions. -- Varda Burstyn and Gary Sampson in "Techno-Environmental Assaults on Childhood in America"

I don't know why I keep reading about all the toxins in the world. I'm coming to believe I cannot protect my children from them, even here in the country raising our own food (because pesticides are used by the farms around us, because there are chemical plants within a hundred miles, because we can't afford to buy organic produce at the supermarket and then toss the peels in our compost pile). That frightens me. We do the best we can, which we know isn't enough, and then just pray.

Upon rereading several classic children's novels to my own children recently, I was struck by a common feature among them. The children who populate Little Women, Secret Garden, All of a Kind Family, The Railway Children, and National Velvet, to name a few, play make-believe games well into mid-adolescence. -- Sharna Olfman in "Where Do the Children Play?" (emphasis by the author)

This book is not an easy read. It is written by educational and psychological professionals and has many references to statistics and studies, but it is written primarily for parents, teachers and politicians. Within the chapters are often lists or bullet points of very specific tactics parents can take to benefit their families. I do not agree with everything in this book, but I think it can help us recognize some of the threats to the well-being of our children. I highly recommend it to all parents and teachers. (Given its price tag, I suggest checking it out from your local library.)

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Excitement

What we're reading now:





Don't worry. We'll be working to avoid one of those pesky pandemics.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Just One of Those Days

We had a flat tire yesterday. Kansas Dad had to change it before he could come home from work. He took it in today and it's too mangled to fix, so we had to pay for a new one.

First Daughter came home sick from day care. We thought it was the usual congestion causing her to throw up, but she threw up on average once every 90 minutes. So it seems to be a stomach bug.

I was very tired of cleaning clothes, baby girl, myself, floor and carpets by the time Kansas Dad got home from getting the new tire so I asked to be the one heading out to pick up First Son.

Two blocks down the road, I was hit in a three car fender bender. I was the first car, which apparently means our insurance won't have to pay (and I'm keeping my fingers crossed the insurance premiums won't go up). It was my first ever accident and I was very upset to add this special experience to my day. I'm thankful, though, no one was hurt, especially since two of the drivers involved were pregnant women.

To end the day on a "high" note, First Daughter's last effort was on our bed -- our new bed with new sheets and no extras. I immediately threw them in the wash, but everything wasn't quite dry when exhausted Kansas Dad and Mom wanted to go to bed, so we're going to sleep on the futon in the living room. Now that I think about it, we really will need to invest in a second set of sheets before baby #3 arrives. Babies tend to make messes like that a lot...

I'm going to bed now. It'll all be better in the morning...

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Peanut Butter for Baby

Based on recently reported research that waiting doesn't matter so much for food allergies, and because we eat peanut butter and peanut sauce nearly every day, First Daughter had her first taste today. She loved it and hasn't had any bad reaction yet.

We stopped by Kansas Dad's faculty party today with the kids because we didn't have anyone to watch them for us. They had a blast eating and dancing. (We fed them before we went, but you'd never have believed it if you saw how much First Daughter ate!) First Daughter tried to join the band by grabbing herself a microphone. They seemed to take it as a compliment...I hope we're invited to the next party.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Blizzard

Today we had a blizzard. According to the paper, it was the worst winter storm (not counting ice storms, I think) we've had here in at least 30 years.

And I decided to take the kids for a drive. I was convinced I absolutely had to return the library books and go to the grocery store. (I took the kids so Kansas Dad could keep plugging away at that dissertation, and because they like the library.) Well, we made it to the library going 20 mph or less the whole way. First Daughter cried three-fourths of the way and then fell asleep (at 10:30 am!). I could hardly see anything, so I was just glad she was quiet.

After the library (where no one else brought their young kids, of course, because it was crazy to be driving in that weather), I decided to try for the store since I was already out. After about a block, my windshield wipers froze and no longer functioned. I had to pull over and break all the ice off of them with the wind whipping around my face. That's when I quit and headed home. Both kids fell asleep on the way, but we made it.

Next time they say "Stay home" on the news, I will.

The snow looks pretty, though. We're having a white Christmas!

Thursday, November 15, 2007

A Reminder on Safety

Always buckle your kids into safety seats, no matter how slowly or how far you intend to go.

My mom, sister-in-law, and all my nieces and nephew were riding just a few miles to my aunt's house last weekend when they were hit by another car. My sister-in-law got a pretty big bump, but all the kids were perfectly fine, thanks in no small part to their car seats. My oldest niece (who will be five in a week) was frustrated when people kept trying to talk to her, making sure all the girls were alert.

My youngest niece finally said, "I don't want to talk about it anymore because it scares me." Yes indeed, scary.