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S.I.T.! Feeding Your Child Using Stability and Independence at the Table

Guest poster Melanie Potock, pediatric feeding specialist, shares her best tips for comfortable and pleasant feeding of babies and young children using the S.I.T. Model: Stability and Independence at the Table.

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Introducing Our New Baby Boy!

I think it's time to officially introduce you to our new baby! If you follow me on Facebook, you know that our baby boy was born just before Christmas, and if you're not on Facebook, you've probably guessed as much. Here on the blog, I'll call him BabyM until I come up with a better blog name. (I have the foresight to realize that BabyM won't be an appropriate name forever, and nor will the other things I call him now, like Milk Man, Sweet Cheeks, or Little Guy. I'm already terrified of how quickly he will grow!)

BabyM's birthday went well. I started having contractions at midnight....

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Grief and Motherhood

I tried to make this a Thursday Paragraph, but it turned into a little more.  Oh well.  I made the rules, so I get to break them.

It was January 8, 2011, and BabyC was not quite 8 weeks old.  After having a continuous stream of visitors at our house around her birth and then the holidays, she and I were finally settling into a routine together.  Her dad was working long hours that month, so it was just the two of us most of the time.  She needed to be held A LOT at that age, but that was OK.  I was prepared to give myself completely to her care, or so I thought.

That day, there was a horrible shooting rampage in our community of Tucson.  Six people were killed, including a 9-year-old little girl, and more were injured, among them our U.S. Representative Gabrielle Giffords.  Even though I didn’t know any of the victims personally, I felt overwhelmed with grief and fear.  My heart was knotted inside of me.  How would I protect my little girl from so much evil in the world?  That first day of waiting for more news updates, I held my baby tight and tried to hold back the tears that pushed at the back of my throat. Read more