Boho Girl

cedar hobbit, 4.5 months, taken with phone

There was this scene in the film Lord of the Rings in the beginning when all the little hobbit children were sitting on the ground at a party and the camera scanned all their sweet hobbity faces. I remember seeing this one little girl with big round eyes and a look of wonder and awe and I thought to myself “Ohhhh…how I would love to have a child with that spirit.”

I didn’t know that at the same time, snuggled up in the theater, that Boho Boy was having the same thoughts. He noticed that same girl in the crowd of cuties and fell in love with her spirit the same way I did.

We were trying to get pregnant, you see…so something down deep inside of us connected with that child and the ache we felt for our own.

It wasn’t until about a year later, when we were talking about how we envision our child to look (like all couples do that are desiring a child)…will he/she have my eyes, my lips, my hair, etc. We both mentioned that child in Lord of the Rings.

“You saw her too?” I asked. We both felt that is how our child would look, would be.

As we were approaching the 5th year of trying to conceive, I think we forgot about that girl. Or perhaps it hurt too much to go to that place, to that dream, that vision of our child and we put it in the safest part of our hearts, tucked away.

Then our birth parents and Cedar came into our lives and the healing began and life was so entirely and utterly beautiful and not at all what we expected but everything that we needed.

When Cedar was about 4.5 months old, we were goofing around by pulling his ears back like a hobbit and taking photos for our family. Our family has always referred to Cedar as a Wood Nymph or a Gnome or a hobbit…because he just has that look, that essence to him. What blew us away is this one photo we took of him (above). Because that is the face….THE exact face of the little girl in Lord of the Rings that we often dreamed of.

Wow. Right? Wow. Perhaps our hearts always knew this and that is why at the exact moment, years ago, we both recognized that face on the screen.

So of course we’re going to dress him up as a hobbit tonight…but we won’t have to do much.

Happy Halloween. Be fulfilled. Be joyous. Be playful. Be safe.

cedar resting on mommy at park, taken with phone yesterday

I just got through watching a video that a reader sent to me, sharing her story, relating it to Cedar’s food sensitivities. The video was of her and her son about Cedar’s age and she sat and talked through her camera as though she was looking directly into my soul. I am still a blubbery mess from it. I was so moved and touched that I sent it to my marmie, sister and husband. It just touched me so. She too is an adoptive mommy and I realized watching it, that there is a kinship between us already because of adoption and a sense of understanding that goes beyond all of the other stuff. I suppose what brought that up for me was when she mentioned she too tried donor breast milk and it didn’t quite work and that she tried to take meds to do it on her own and it did work for a while but she had to stop as it wasn’t producing enough and she got an infection. So she too had to do the formula dance…and then went on to share with me his solid food sensitivities much like Cedar.

It made me realize that there is still a tender place for me about breast feeding. People are so opinionated about it and those that have never had experience with adoption or gone through fertility journeys have said ignorant things to me about how I should have tried everything I could to put Cedar on breast milk (assuming I didn’t try everything).

I didn’t have enough time to produce milk once we were matched with our birth mom. We were told he would be born early, a preemie and that he would be donated a supply of breast milk in the hospital and then a dear, dear friend of mine pumped for me…for a few months until he was born so that he would have it for a few months after returning home from the hospital. As far as I knew, we had it all covered and did plenty of research about breast milk. What people don’t know is that where we live in California, it would cost $700 per week to go through a breast milk donor company, which does all the screening to make sure its healthy milk. We just couldn’t afford that and so this is why my beautiful, selfless friend offered to help. Well, he ended up not being a preemie, so they did not give us breast milk in the hospital but we knew we’d have some once we got home. Unfortunately, Cedar could not digest her milk. It was so hard because we knew she worked so hard, taking time out of her every day to pump for us and we wanted this for her just as much as we did for Cedar. We were excited about that bond, that story we could tell him someday. So, it was emotional for everyone…especially my friend but we eventually let go and we were all grateful that Cedar was thriving on his formula. We will still tell him the story and they still have a deep bond.

Another bit about me that not a lot of people know is that my body is highly sensitive to artificial hormones. I get a lot of side effects and I really needed/wanted to be healthy for my newborn baby. That was important to me and to my husband.

I think it was this first experience as a mother being judged that put up a wee guard over my heart with other mothers. It wasn’t a conscious act but over the last few days, receiving an abundance of emails full of gentle wisdom and understanding and encouragement and cheerleading from mothers all around the world has made me realize I’ve been isolating myself a bit. I’ve had fears of gathering with a bunch of mothers and being told I am doing it all wrong (even if in my heart I knew I was on the right path and that Cedar and I have a deep connection and communicate well with one another and that he is thriving…I was still afraid to be judged). I have joked with other friends that I am afraid of mommies. But in the deeper parts of that jest, there was an ache for that community, that help, that circling when I feel I just can’t do it alone.

This is why it was a huge, brave step for me to put myself out there yesterday and ask for help. I knew I was taking a risk at being judged or patronized in some way. But the reality is that I wasn’t and so many of you held me gently and truly saw me…saw that I am madly in love with my son and have a good intuition and connection with him and that everything is going to be okay. That he is a happy, thriving baby…that you see this in the light in his eyes and smiles. You not only saw me…you saw him too.

I have read every single one of your emails. I’ve read them twice or three times or four. I’ve written down notes, things that resonated that I want to try and would make sense for our family. I have cried at the stories you’ve shared with me. Been amazed at the strength so many of you have had with all that you endured in regards to your child’s health.

So truly, I cannot thank you enough and if I don’t email you right away, know its because I am busy shopping for fun organic goodies and experimenting in the kitchen and putting much of my intentions on making this fun for him and not a scary thing.

My husband and I are so stoked to try new things. Today he ordered this with some cubes to freeze food if we need to. As soon as Cedar wakes from his nap, I am taking him to Whole Foods to stock up for a fun weekend of food play (one thing at a time of course and waiting a few days to make sure it is gently digested…I will be experimenting but not feeding him everything, just playing and tasting it ourselves and getting comfy with the process).

Some of you have asked me to list some of the advice that resonated. I will do my best to remember it all but here are a few gems (and there were many gems, so there may be another post about it).

Oh, and I forgot to mention in my video yesterday that yes, I do feed him Happy Bellies brown rice cereal (with DHA and probiotics included) every morning and have for a long while. Also forgot to mention that he was diagnosed with GERD as an infant but is slowly growing out of it. This also contributes to his needing to move slower with stuff we put into his body.

Okay list/ideas/wisdom from mommies around the globe…

• Try baby probiotics
• Goats milk yogurt mixed with baby food (for lactose sensitivity)
• Slowly mix in homemade food with the organic jarred food he prefers and increase amounts a little at a time (tried this last night with homemade sweet potatoes and he spit a lot of it out…but will keep trying bits at a time).
• Try feeding him more textured food at a table when you’re eating too…he may be more willing to try it being inspired by your chewing…and let him do it himself with his fingers, as he might trust himself more with new things (we have never tried this…weee!)
• Try pureed soups…with gentle ingredients (carrots, squash)
• To introduce veggies…start with root veggies (easier to digest…carrots, potatoes, turnips, parsnips, beets)
• Puree a small amount of greens into pears or bananas…increase in small amounts each time
• Don’t compare him to others…with babies, there is no standard…many wrote to me sharing that their baby would only eat pureed foods up to 1.5 years or more and they are now much older and eating everything out of house and home. ; )
• Some are solely breastfed until they are 1 years old. Breast milk and formula are the most important nutrient in their diet at that time. Don’t push solids before they are ready
• Avocados (tried this a few times and he didn’t like the texture but I think our new babycook will help make it more smooth).
• Stay away from acidic fruits and introduce them slowly to avoid bum rash/blisters
• Keep listening to Cedar’s cues…if he is happy, thriving, healthy and having normal bowel movements, he is okay and will eat more variety in time.
• Ask naturopath about a hair analysis for food allergies (just did this yesterday and am making appointment)
• Talk to your pediatrician (we have appointment set next week already…so will do!)

Book suggestions:
Baby Greens: A Live Food Approach for Children of All Ages by Michaela Lynn
Optimum Nutrition for Babies and Young Children by Lucy Burney

I know there is more and I will share as I read through them again.

Thank you all so, so much…we are full of rejuvenation and inspiring ideas!

I feel a bit vulnerable about asking for some wisdom/advice from the masses about my child. People can have such strong opinions when it comes to the various ways to nurture/parent a child. So, I have been very gentle about sharing some things, as well as asking advice here in this space. In fact, in general, both Boho Boy and I have tried to listen to our child, our inner voice and intuition when it comes to Cedar and so far that feels very comfortable. There are so many conflicting ideas and philosophies that it can get quite overwhelming.

But, I feel as though I have been blessed with attracting such gentle, wise, wholesome individuals to this space and there is a trust I am beginning to feel with so many of my readers.

So, in my video I share a bit about what we’ve been going through in regards to Cedar and his eating habits, his sensitive digestion, etc. I also ask in the end for some wisdom, some shared stories about how any of you introduced more textured veggies and foods when dealing with particular food sensitivities.

Since my comments are now shut off, do email me if you would like to share your thoughts (email is on left sidebar).

Thank you so, so much.

This MacBook camera is way too fun. Cedar wanted to get in on it.

Thank you, Christianne for showing me how to turn off the screen so I don’t have to stare at myself backwards while recording. ; ) I’ll get the hang of it after a few tries!

Something else fun and exciting; I am on TwilightMOMS! Do enter for the giveaway if you’d like.

Yes, I am a TwiNERD, TwiGEEK or whatever you want to call it…and cannot wait to see the New Moon film, soon. So, this is such an honor for me (thank you, Georgia…love you and think its the coolest that you are such a celeb in the TwiWorld).

My husband brought home a MacBook a while ago and I only JUST got brave enough to play with the built in camera & iMovie yesterday. I keep cracking up at myself watching this. I just can’t seem to focus on the teeny tiny black lens at the top of the laptop. I keep looking at the screen, which is like looking in a mirror and its hard NOT to watch when you’re looking back at yourself in a flipped image. Super weird and crazy…but fun!

So, I think this is how I will do my vlogs now once I get the hang of looking at the lens. ; ) SO much easier than having to upload videos from another camera (and the lighting seems a wee more flattering…unless that is just because I am feeling better. i don’t look as sallow and droopy faced as in other vlogs).

Film I refer to at the end is Where The Wild Things Are.

cedar, taken with phone {click to enlarge}

this was taken on our bed this morning.
just had to share.
man…doesn’t he look like a wee angel?
i can’t believe my baby is 11 months old.
*sigh*