Newfoundland Vacation

Wednesday, 24 August 2016

Well, tomorrow is my first day back at work, in what feels like a looong time.

We had wonderful vacation adventures in St. John's, NFLD.

Some highlights:

1) A seriously amazing trip to Ferryland, where we walked out to the lighthouse and had a wonderful picnic of Curried Chicken Sandwiches, Orzo Salad, homemade lemonade in Mason jars, and Apple cake with toffee sauce.  The selection of desserts were ridiculous and the sandwiches were on homemade brown bread. I love brown bread....

Emma tried her hand at some rock climbing and we foraged on berries along the trail. It was a windy day, but the moss under our picnic blanket held on to our body heat and I was so sad that I had a child to be responsible for at that point, because after that picnic, all you wanted to do was nap.

2) I really really wanted to go to Mallard Cottage, for supper while we were there, but they were booked solid on the evening that we had planned to go out.  Recently, I had heard that the Reluctant Chef was fantabulous so we made a reservation.

It was a 5 course tasting menu.  They accommodate allergies and aversions which is quite considerate.  I threw caution to the wind..and went whole hog into what the chef had in mind.

We had: Garden carrot prepared two ways - boiled and shredded/fried with ginger sauce and black sesame seeds.  (You really can't go wrong when you deep fry anything.  It was delicious.)

Scallop ceviche (!!!!!) with a salad made of a green similar to bok choy (he said the name but I can't remember the of it...) with a delicious citrus vinaigrette.  (Full disclosure:  I don't eat raw meats or seafood but it was pretty good!)

House made sausage with mashed potatoe, and a poached egg on top. (AMAZING!)

Cumin and paprika crusted sirloin with cauliflower puree (AMAZING!  Although the meat was a little rare.)

Vanilla poached pineapple with pineapple weed (which is all around us in NFLD) and a cardamom shortbread and toasted meringue (AMAZING!)

We had great company, great conversation, great drinks and a babysitter. Great evening all around.

3) Picking wild blueberries.  Anyone that has read {this blog post} knows how I have grown into my berry picking ways.

In a secret spot in Harbour Main, just a few minutes from my nan's house, you could pick berries by the fistful.  They were as large as high bush berries, you could get here in Nova Scotia.   Cue the sounds of the tide rolling in, a sunset and a child eating as many blueberries as one can grab...can't get much better than that!

4) A trip to Signal Hill.

I was a bit sad that we hadn't realized that Justin Trudeau was there the day before. Emma has a thing for him and would have loved a pic with him.  But we thoroughly enjoyed the interpretation completed by Parks Canada re: the shooting of the noon day gun.  Emma was thrilled and wanted a picture with the guy dressed in a traditional navy uniform.

5) A trip to the Rooms Museum.  We got to see a heartbreaking exhibit on Beaumont Hamel and tempered it with some wonderful interactive exhibits that are perfect for kids.

An extra long see-saw in the exhibit called Free Play
A piano that you play with light-switches (also in Free Play)

6) A visit with my 90-something year old grandmother. She's a sweetheart. Emma agrees.

7) Spending time with my nephew!  He has grown so much!! He's definitely Emma's favourite cousin.

Beach fires on a chilly evening at Topsail Beach

So it's back to reality tomorrow..but a vacation well spent. 

Looking to share some house stuff, soon!


World Breastfeeding Week

Friday, 5 August 2016

I debated writing about this topic.

Breastfeeding is the "gun-control-in-the-bible-belt" topic of parenting...and I am not here to offend anyone.

But it's World Breastfeeding Week and I have alluded to my strong feelings about breastfeeding on the blog before.

So here we are! Here's my story..

I, myself was nursed until I was 6 months old.  In the words of my mom: "There was no right or wrong just did it".  No obsessive weekly weighing of expectations...I am not sure if it was the right way, but certainly a lot more simple than it is today.

I decided very early on in my pregnancy that I wanted to breastfeed. A. was very supportive for a number of reasons...but the main one: it's cheap. In it's purest form: free.

I listened attentively during my pre-natal class's session on breastfeeding...bought the pretty nursing pillow, the bras and the breastpump...ready to go, I was.

Then I had Emma...who promptly lost 9% of her birth weight in the first day (which I come to find out now was probably because I had a bolus of fluids via IV prior to getting an epidural, which can often inflate a baby's birth weight). Lost a few extra ounces the next...and so we were well over the "cut off" for no more weight loss than 10% of baby's birth weight...prior to discharge.

We had to stay an extra night in the hospital. I was so miserable.

I remember being told by the lactation consultant, at the time, that there was no way a doctor was going to let me go home with a baby that had lost that much weight.

I am not sure if she thought that was helpful.

But it really wasn't.

It planted this unhappy little seed of self-doubt.

Then when I asked a nurse how frequently a baby should breastfeed, she responded every three hours or so (HA!!!!!!! I don't even remember when Emma stopped nursing every 1-2 hours).

..and so I headed into this downward spiral of misinformation and doubt.

The nursing pillow was mostly helpful for tummy and nap times.

Long story short...breastfeeding for me was like running a marathon.

Add a dash of post-partum depression and I had serious thoughts of switching to formula full-time (we already had done some supplementation with formula).

But breastfeeding my baby was my goal. So kept on going..finding ways to meet my goal.

But what about the moms that didn't meet their breastfeeding goal?  These moms may not have met that goal..but they probably met other goals in their life. Goals that they decided were more appropriate at that time. (I won't even list any of the possibilities....because I am sure there are a lot of different reasons.)

Here's the next part of my I became really aware of this really uncomfortable rhetoric. This push and pull between mamas that breastfeed and then can't anymore (for whatever reason) and this impression of judgement.

When a mama decides not to breastfeed or decides to stop breastfeeding you often hear these words..."well my baby had formula and he/she is fine.  He/she is smart. He/she is healthy..."

When I hear makes me feel so deflated.

These mamas respond this way because of fear and often anger. Fear of judgement....from others...from moms...from me! Possibly anger that they received judgement...or perceived judgement.

Of course your baby is fine/smart/healthy and they had formula!  Why wouldn't they be?

I think in the end...we as moms sometimes think that just because one mom has a certain infers that she thinks we should all have that same goal. And it really shouldn't be that way. Everyone should decide their own goal.

My nursling shortly after her first birthday

Let me fill you in on a little secret......


I have several friends that have run a marathon.

Does that mean I infer, that they want me to run a marathon?


For a variety of reasons...but when it comes down to's just not going to work for me.

I will never run a marathon....and I am ok with that!

I don't have to defend my lack of marathon-running-ness.

But here's the thing....let's say I did want to run a marathon....and I was having a lot of trouble....but still really wanted you think I would be ok if my friends came to me and said: "Ya know what Katie?  maybe you shouldn't run this marathon after all...I know you wanted doesn't seem to be working hasn't run a marathon and they are fine...".

It probably wouldn't make you feel too good about yourself...and in the end...if you was because someone was influencing your confidence to make that goal.

And that's never a good position to be in.

(Do ya get what I am saying here?)

Take home msg: If you want to breastfeed...have a goal. Surround yourself with people that are supportive of your goal. Don't let the seeds of doubt overtake you...and if you change your goal to one that doesn't include breastfeeding...don't feel the need to defend your new goal...cuz maybe you decided to learn how to race a bike instead of a run marathon...and damn it...that is hard too!

Feeding babies is hard work. Regardless of our method.

Happy World Breastfeeding Week to all the moms, that nursed a baby with milk of any kind....and be kind to all the moms and their choices.

(p.s. thanks to my supportive people....especially A. cuz he encouraged me to make my own decisions about my body.)