Saturday, 27 September 2014

Periods and Stuff

When I was a kid, I was fascinated by the changes my body was going to go through once I hit puberty and I was on my way to becoming a woman. I was fortunate that my mum was very open about the whole thing, and I felt as though I was better placed, having the idea of puberty presented to me gradually from a young age, than my classmates who suddenly had it thrust open them by the school nurse.

For those of you who need a bit of inspiration, a friend of mine has published a book on Amazon, called Periods and Stuff, and which is available free from the 28th-29th September. Follow this link to have a look, and preview the book.

All she's asking for in return is a review of her book (not obligation). Please download the book, have a read, and a leave a quick review.

Saturday, 20 September 2014

Elimination Communication

Until I joined a parenting forum, elimination communication was not something I had ever heard of. Whilst it is not something I think I could do, it does fascinate me, as I had wondered how women in the distant past coped with a baby's elimination needs.

Elimination communication is the choice not to use nappies, either all the time or part of the time. Parents observe their baby for the signs that they want to empty their bowels or their bladder. Babies learn to go on command. To me, in some ways, it sounds natural; no other animal wears nappies or urinates and defecates whenever and wherever they wish. On the other hand, a lot of other mammals are unable to pass urine or have their bowels open independently and rely on their mother to stimulate them. It also reminds me of toilet training my dogs - watching for the cues they make when they want to go out and do their business, or alternatively, me sending them out before bed or whenever I want them to go and telling them to 'go wee wees.'

I'm torn by what I want to do when I become a parent. On the one hand, I think it would be lovely not to have to use nappies. On the other, I would worry about picking up the cues, or what would happen if the baby was looked after by someone else.