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Jennifer Margulis

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Saying Goodbye: my last post on mothering.com

April 8th, 2011

My mother-in-law Susan was nine years old when her mom died. Ten years later her older sister, who had five children, choked on a piece of steak at a restaurant and also died. Susan never had a chance to say goodbye.

Maybe because of those sad experiences, my mother-in-law is always careful to make goodbyes—even if you’re just going away for a few hours—special.

My husband does too: No one, not even the I’m-Miss-Independent 11-year-old, leaves without a hug and a kiss and an I love you.

This is my last post for mothering.com.

My first post was published on my son’s birthday, October 26, 2009, when I was enormously pregnant with my now 17-month-old daughter.

Since then, I’ve written 276 posts, garnered 3,658 comments, and tackled subjects ranging from broccoli to testing for Down syndrome to rainy day activities in Northern California.

Most commented on post: when a Delta stewardess called armed police officers to escort a breastfeeding mama off the plane.

Most controversial post: they’ve been taken down by request of editors and/or angry readers.

Most read posts: the 4-part series on our baby’s birth (I think. I’m actually not techno-savvy enough to know this for sure.)

Percentage of time I’ve enjoyed blogging: 99.99.

Best thing of all: the smart, insightful, and interesting comments from readers (I especially appreciate comments that disagree with me but do so in a respectful and intelligent way.)

Thank you all for helping me make Mothering Outside the Lines an interesting, dynamic, and informative place to advocate for babies, parents, cloth diapering, breast feeding, healthy eating, EC’ing, empowered birth, responsible medicine, gentle parenting, happy parenting, and more.

If you want to stay in touch, you can:

Follow me on Twitter (@JenniferMarguli no “S”),
Friend me on Facebook (which I use as a professional medium), and
Check back at my writerly Website www.jennifermargulis.net (where I have an often neglected blog) to see where I’m off to next.

You can also read my articles forthcoming in O magazine, More magazine, the Jefferson Monthly, and elsewhere. The book I’m working on, The Business of Baby: How Corporations and Private Interests Skew the Way we Parent, is slated for publication by Scribner in 2013.

Thanks for reading.

I’ll miss you!

Hug. Kiss. And an I Love You,
Jennifer

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How to be a Happier Mom: Q & A with Meagan Francis

April 7th, 2011

MeaganTurtleI’ve known Meagan Francis for more seven years. We’ve been writerly colleagues, cyber friends, and in real life conference companies. We’ve also had pregnancy scares at the same time (only, her test was positive–tee hee). Meagan’s not only a prolific, hard-working, and incredible writer, she’s also an amazing mom. She’s about a thousand years younger than I am and she has way more children: four boys and a girl. Her children are ages 13, 11, 7, 5, and 2. And she’s not going out of her mind! In fact, as I mentioned in yesterday’s post, her latest book, which is hot off the presses, is called THE HAPPIEST MOM. I asked Meagan to share some of her best secrets on how to celebrate motherhood and be a happy mom.

JM: Sometimes I beat myself up about my parenting abilities because I tend to lose my temper, especially with my seven year old who has been going through a trying stage lately (think: constant whining interspersed with belligerence … over things like the quantity of butter on the morning toast.) Does being a happy mom mean you never yell at your children?

MF: I wish! No, being a happy mom doesn’t make you a perfect mom. I still yell, I still gripe, I still overreact sometimes. I think what’s changed the most about me as I’ve gone down this journey toward being a more intentionally happy mom is that I can now break out of the anger sooner. I recognize what’s happening when I start to overreact, and can stop myself and redirect my feelings a lot faster than I used to. And because I decided that I value family peace and love over being “right” I’m so much quicker with an apology and a hug than I used to be. I still screw up every day, but I feel less defined by my screw-ups, because I am willing to apologize, forgive, move on, and face the rest of the day with optimism rather than digging into that anger and stress and chaos and staying there.

JM: Do you tell a lot of jokes in your house (got any good ones for 11-year-olds? How ’bout 7-year-olds? Toddler jokes?)?

MF: Actually, I am a horrible joke teller. I can tell really funny real-life stories, but as far as memorized jokes go? My repertoire has maybe five jokes and I am sorry to say they are all dirty, except for the one about the pig with three legs…stop me if you’re heard this one…

My five-year-old tells a lot of knock-knock jokes, which are hilarious because the punchlines he comes up with make no sense at all.

JM: Is your book part of a trend to celebrate motherhood? There was a rash of books that appeared at the same time about the dark side of motherhood. It was almost cool to complain about how much motherhood made you miserable. Have we emerged from those dark ages?

MF: Gosh, I hope so. I think the early days of the Internet were almost intoxicating: Finally, I can admit that my kids make me nuts sometimes and I think Mommy and Me is totally boring! But after a while the stories we were all telling swung so far toward the complainy side that people almost looked at you suspiciously if you claimed you were happy to be a mother. I’m not going to suggest motherhood isn’t a lot of hard work and doesn’t have its drawbacks, but moms can be happy, and can make choices that help us live happier lives.

JM: I get the sense that happy moms aren’t afraid to ask for help. What are some of the ways that you get help? And how have you learned to be able to ask for it?

MF: This is vital. When I was a newer mom I had this “every woman for herself” mentality and thought it would look like I was admitting weakness or incompetence if I asked for help with my children or anything else. As time has gone by I’ve learned that asking others for help actually does them a favor, because now they know they can ask YOU for help, too! And our kids really benefit from being part of a larger “village” that can love and care for and watch out for them as they grow. I’ve still got an independent streak, but I now have a much easier time asking my mother-in-law to babysit, asking a neighbor to watch my kids in the yard for a minute while I run in to answer the phone, or asking my husband to run out to the grocery store just because I’ve had a hard day and don’t feel like it. Helping each other out makes the world a better (and happier) place for everyone.

JM: What do you think the most important take-away message is from your book?

MF: Be yourself. Honestly, I think if you are true to your own personality and values, it makes motherhood so much easier. Of course you can let motherhood shape and change you for the better (for instance, I learned the importance of some gentle structure after having children—before kids I fancied myself as a completely free spirit, which doesn’t work as well when you’re trying to meet deadlines and take good care of multiple children!). But I have tried to make changes that make sense for me and my personality. For example, I use very simple organizing systems because I know that’s what works for me.

But overall, I try to hold on to what’s important to me, not necessarily anyone else. I value creativity, innovation, and self-sufficiency highly. Another mom might value academic success or tradition more highly. That doesn’t make her right and me wrong or vice versa—but if we are both true to ourselves, we will be better, happier moms than if we tried to change our deepest values.

HappiesMomCoverWant to know more about Meagan? She blogs at www.thehappiestmom.com and you can follow her on Twitter at @meaganfrancis

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Easy Ways to Green Your Life

April 6th, 2011

HappiesMomCover“Happy. Mother. You can really use both words in the same sentence” is the tag line to Meagan Francis’s popular blog, The Happiest Mom. Now this Michigan-based mom of five has a book out by the same title, The Happiest Mom: 10 Secrets to Enjoying Motherhood. As part of a cyberspace book tour, Meagan is visiting Mothering Outside the Lines this week. Though I haven’t finished her book yet, I’ve enjoyed what I read so far (full disclosure: the publisher sent me a review copy) and I’m delighted to have her here! Today she writes a guest post about finding easy ways to live a greener life (Holly, this one’s for you). Tomorrow she’ll be answering questions about happiness and motherhood.

Greening Your Life the Easy Way
By Meagan Francis

With every other product now touting itself as eco-friendly, it’s easy to get lulled into the idea that if you just spend enough money, you can magically create a safe, nontoxic little bubble for your family. Then you consider all the questionable chemicals out there, and wonder if you should instead consider moving to an off-the-grid farm in the middle of nowhere.

My first secret to being a happier mom is “Take The Easy Way Out,” which may seem impossible when you’re talking about living a greener life. But my philosophy is that changes are a lot more likely to stick when you make them gradually and give them time to become habits, rather than expecting your family to change overnight.

And honestly? Living green doesn’t have to be as complicated as marketers would have us believe. The truth is that there are a lot of quick, easy, and cheap things you can do at home to live a greener lifestyle. In fact, living green should save you money, not the other way around.

Here’s how you can make your days a little greener—without breaking the bank or stressing yourself out:

1. Keep it simple. Sure, you could follow an elaborate recipe for homemade cleaning supplies…or you could just mix up some white vinegar and water in a spray bottle and call it a day (vinegar is a great, versatile cleaner, and it’s cheap.) You could search all over three counties for a special granola bar made with all organic oats and no artificial ingredients….or you could slice up an apple for your child’s snack. Living green doesn’t have to make your life more complicated!

2. Less is more. There are stores full of natural, “eco-friendly” toys, clothes, household goods, and so on. You could spend hundreds of dollars in them to “be green”…or you could just buy less stuff and have a less cluttered, cleaner, greener home. You can also try second-hand stores, Craigslist, or Freecycle first. Buying things used is usually both cheaper and more eco-friendly than buying the “green” version new.

3. Do one thing at a time. Don’t overwhelm yourself or your family by trying to completely change your lifestyle in a day. Instead, add new practices in one at a time—you’ll be surprised how quickly they become habit and don’t seem to take more time at all. Maybe you’ll start recycling, using canvas grocery bags (and actually remembering to bring them to the store), or using cloth napkins and cleaning rags rather than paper towels. None of those changes require much more energy, but they do require time and repetition to sink in and become habit.

4. Make small changes. Driving less is good for the environment (and moving more is great for your health!) but it may not be realistic to give up the car entirely–especially if you live miles from the nearest grocery store. What are some small ways you can cut back on your gas consumption? Maybe your child can walk to school or take the bus rather than being driven. Or maybe you can combine your shopping trips into one day so you don’t have to drive as often. Almost any big change you want to make can be broken down into smaller, more manageable changes that you can incorporate one at a time.

5. Decide what’s important to you. Nobody can do everything—and that goes for the eco-mama at preschool who swears she never gives her children processed food, supports her entire family year-round via the organic garden in her backyard, and bicycles to the food co-op even when it’s 20 degrees and there are two feet of snow on the ground, too. We live in a complicated world, and we all have to choose the things that are most important to us. Maybe you feel strongly about keeping chemicals out of your home. Maybe you want to support local farmers. Maybe you’re big on reducing waste by buying second-hand, using things until they wear out, and recycling religiously. Even small changes add up, so prioritize those things that are most important to you and that will help you make choices when buying, fixing, or tossing.

We all have great intentions, but life with children can be overwhelming! Do what you can, make changes you feel good about, and don’t let other people make you feel bad because you haven’t completely overhauled the medicine cabinet and cleaning supplies in a week. Changes you make slowly and simply will stick around a lot longer…and the more you enjoy the shift, the happier and more confident you’ll be.

Meagan with her five children!

Meagan with her five children!

Meagan is one happy, and peaceful, mama!

Meagan is one happy, and peaceful, mama!

Readers, does this advice resonate with you? What kind of small changes have you made to eco-fy your life without railroading your sanity? Have these changes made you a happier parent?

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America’s C-Section Rates Out of Control, but ACOG Refuses to Take Action

April 6th, 2011

You may have noticed the press release with the winking ACOG eyeball can no longer be found on this Website.

As reported by Babble.com, the press release first appeared on CNN.com’s iReport but was pulled after it was discovered to be a prank.

As this post from another Babble.com blogger indicates, the subject of the press release–America’s skyrocketing C-section rate which is in violation of women’s fundamental rights–is anything but funny.

As the press release circulated via email and Twitter, bloggers have been writing about it:

*the Deranged Housewife “It’s clear to me that when it comes to the birthing choices of women, ACOG doesn’t really give a crap.”
*C-section Recovery Kit blog, and
*Owning Pink.

Yes, the press release was a prank.

I know because I wrote it.

Is it really a surprise that ACOG didn’t suddenly decide to advocate that women have their babies in the safest way possible?

Here’s how the real press release should have read:

For Immediate Release: ACCORDING TO BIRTH ADVOCATE JENNIFER MARGULIS, PH.D., ACOG HAS NO PLANS TO STOP ELECTIVE C-SECTIONS

The American Congress of Obstetricians and Gynecologists (ACOG) has made no announcement that it is devising a comprehensive plan to lower C-section rates in the United States. Instead, Greg Phillips, Associate Director, Office of Communications, The American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists, has said that the April 1 press release indicating the organization would be spearheading a campaign to end elective C-sections “did not come from us and is clearly an April Fool’s joke.”

C-sections in the U.S. have gone up 700% since they were first measured in 1965, when the C-section rate was only 4.5 percent.

The nation’s C-section rate has been rising steadily for the last eleven years. It’s now over 31 percent. This is a deplorable situation that harms women and their newborns, but one that ACOG has continually downplayed or ignored.

Advertising itself as an organization that advocates for quality healthcare for women, ACOG has no plans to ask obstetricians to halt elective C-sections.

Though many birth advocates, obstetricians, gynecologists, nurse practitioners, midwives, and women’s rights advocates believe that C-sections should only be a last resort and should never be performed for the convenience of the doctor or for financial or liability reasons, C-sections are routinely done in this country when there is no medical necessity for them, often for the convenience of doctors or for fear of lawsuits.

Though the use of electronic fetal monitoring has been shown to increase unnecessary C-section rate without any proven benefit to the mother or infant, ACOG also has no plans to call on American hospitals to stop the routine use of electronic monitoring during labor.

ACOG has no new guidelines to encourage women to have freedom of movement during labor, labor standing up or squatting, and to eat and drink at will. In fact, given the organization’s repeated negative stance on out-of-hospital births, it can be inferred that ACOG actively opposes freedom of movement during labor.

Cesarean can save lives. But doctors and consumers have to remember that this is major surgery that carries major risk. Some examples: 29-year-old Abbie Dorn, suffered severe hemorrhaging and brain damage after her uterus was nicked during a Cesarean section at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center (2006), 32-year-old Diane Rizk McCabe died following complications from a Caesarean section at Albany Medical Center Hospital (2007), and Karen Vasques, 27, died during a C-section at Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center (2008).

Maternal mortality has risen every year in the United States for the past 25 years, while over the same period the rate of C-sections has gone up 33 percent.

The skyrocketing rate of C-section in America has had devastating consequences but ACOG, the most highly respected organization of obstetricians and gynecologists in the United States, refuses to lead the fight to stop it.

Many people took offense at the original satire that I wrote to highlight how serious the problem is.

I had no intention of duping or disappointing those who really are leading the fight to stop a systemic problem in our medical system that has spiraled out of control.

I know that OBs who do not rush to C-section breech births, twins, and women who have had prior cesareans are often under tremendous pressure from the hospitals where they work, and from their colleagues, to do more surgery. There are many wonderful OBs who do not overuse the C-section operation, and they, too, advocate returning to a healthier balance and letting a woman’s body do what it evolved to do.

My dear friend who is having a baby on Friday via C-section was told by her OB that he forbids trial of labor. She is young and healthy. She has big bones and wide hips. But since she had an unnecessary C-section in her twenties, her doctor will not allow her to go into labor naturally.

A new mom recently posted her birth experience on a baby message board. Unfortunately, the only atypical aspect of her experience is that the doctor pretended to allow her to try for a VBAC. Here’s part of her story:

“After switching doctors several times during the course of my pregnancy, at the time I delivered I was under the care of an OB & Midwives group. I was told that I was a good candidate for VBAC, was offered water birth if things went well, and believed that I was in the best possible circumstances to avoid surgery & any un-needed medical intervention.

I arrived at the hospital dialated to 4. An hour & a half later, my water had broken on its own and I was dialated to 6.

Since I was laboring on a birthing ball, the midwife wasn’t confident about the fetal heartrate monitor, it was showing decels, so I was asked to consent to an internal monitor (screws into the baby’s scalp during labor). I refused the first time I was asked, then consented the second time. I consented because I thought my husband was beginning to panic and hoped that it would ease his stress. When I consented to it, I looked at my husband & said “That is medical intervention #1.”

Before the monitor was even plugged in, we were told that we were going to be moved to the OR “just in case” while being monitored more closely. The midwife had called an OB to consult & we expected to meet him in the OR.

On the way to the OR, my husband was sent to a dressing area to change into scrubs & I was sent straight into the OR. My husband & I were separated.

As soon as I reached the OR, the staff began prepping me for surgery. I stated that I did NOT want a c-section. I demanded to see my husband and stated that IF I was to receive a c-section my DH & I would make that decision together. I was told that my husband was on his way. I was also told that my baby needed more oxygen & I was told to breathe deeply in a new mask because it had a better seal on my face (the oxygen I was breathing before was thru a smaller mask).

The new mask wasn’t oxygen, I was gassed against my will.

I am unaware of what was done to me from the time I was gassed up until I awoke in recovery. I am assuming that I only had a C-section. Any further details have not been shared with me.

When my husband exited the dressing area & went to go to the OR, he was told that he couldn’t go in because I was already being anesthetized for surgery. He was not asked to consent on my behalf. He was not told that I had refused consent. He was not told that I had requested his presence. He was not told WHY I was having surgery.

I found out that my son had been born, and that I had been operated on, when I woke up in recovery. No medical professional came to me and spoke to me about my surgery. I have never been told WHY I required a c-section. I only know the name of the delivering physician because it’s on my son’s birth certificate. I never met him. He never came to talk to me before or after surgery. I also never saw the midwife again after I was wheeled into the OR…

I’m having an extremely hard time coming to grips with having been lied to and operated on against my will. I love my son, but I did not give birth to him. I was not present at his birth. That moment in my life has been taken from me … I don’t know if I’ll ever again be capable of trusting a medical professional to respect me as a whole person, instead of just a slab of meat ready for their whim. I thought that it was required of medical professionals to obtain informed consent whenever possible prior to performing surgery.”

Can we agree that what’s really cruel are experiences like these, not my April Fools joke?

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Are You Being Irresponsible to Your Children if You Carry Credit Card Debt?

March 31st, 2011

PD*18739912When I was in my twenties I used credit cards to pay for almost everything. The convenience! No jangling change in your pocket! No waiting to save before you buy!

In those days with only one mouth to feed (I was skinnier back then) and a job in corporate philanthropy, I almost always managed to pay off the balance in full each month.

Now that we’re a family of six, when I use our credit card we struggle (and usually fail) to pay it off.

Though I’m sincerely grateful to Mr. Visa for financing our recent escape to rainy California, I no longer see this rectangle of plastic as my friend.

Credit cards are bad for businesses
I found out when our customer-owned food co-op did a campaign to encourage shoppers to use cash, that credit cards charge businesses 2 to 3 percent with some kind of minimum on each purchase. Many small businesses operate on a very small profit margin (for instance, in an effort to make organic food available to everyone, the Ashland Food Co-op offers “basic pricing” where we barely charge above cost on popular items like organic bananas and organic flour) and the percentage they must pay to the credit card companies can make small businesses actually lose money on transactions. This is why many local businesses only accept cash or checks.

I don’t think most people realize–I know I didn’t–that if you use your credit card, the profitability of small businesses is diverted to the credit card company. A multi-billion dollar business like Walmart is barely affected by these fees but credit cards can really hurt the non-mega stores that actually have a conscience.

Credit cards are bad for consumers
Studies have shown that people who carry cash spend less money than those who use credit cards.

Credit cards foster the mentality that has gotten our country into so much financial difficulty in the past few years: BUY NOW! BUY MORE! BUY BIGGER!

You wouldn’t go to the bank and take out a loan for a few thousand dollars for some extra spending money, but that is what the credit card company gets you to do every time you carry a balance. When you add up the astronomical interest most credit card companies charge (usually between 17 and 25 percent), to say nothing of the $25 to $35 late fees if you misplace or forget to pay a bill, you’ll realize that romantic dinner for two that you thought you spent a hundred bucks on back in 2001 actually ended up costing several thousand dollars.

The credit card companies make their money on the merchants up front, then make more off you in interest and fees, a win-win business model for the card companies and a lose-lose situation for our family.

I feel guilty about carrying a balance and I do think getting into credit card debt is not a financially responsible or smart choice. What do you think? What percentage of your purchases do you make on credit? Are you able to pay off the card at the end of the month?

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These Are Not Food, They’re Pretty Poisons

March 30th, 2011

“Look what we’re having for snack?!” my son’s first grade friend said excitedly. He held up the box of faux fruit gummy snacks that his parents (one of whom is a doctor) brought to share with the class.

My son was delighted. I was disgusted.

The first ingredient: high fructose corn syrup.

The second ingredient: sugar.

Among the other ingredients: Artificial flavors, Red dye #40, and Yellow Dye #5.

In what way could this product possibly be construed as food?

No one would ever consider putting diesel fuel in a car that runs on unleaded gas. Yet we treat our children’s bodies with less respect than our cars, loading them up with substances that are barely edible (these artificial dyes come in large plastic canisters and look exactly like paint; they are actually made from petroleum products), and that have been shown to cause cancer in industry-sponsored studies on animals and hyperactivity in some children.

I grew up eating Froot Loops, delighting in the brightly colored syrupy milk left in the bottom of the bowl.

To this day I don’t understand why my parents bought that kind of processed junk food laden with toxins and fed it to my brother and me day after day.

The FDA is now considering whether this kind of crap that is passed off as food should carry warning labels. (Read more about this in this New York Times article. There’s also this excellent article by Christina Le Beau, “Food-dye news every skeptic should read.”)

Yes! Yes! Food with artificial dyes in it should contain warning labels.

But we should go one step further: these artificial petroleum-based dyes need to be taken out of American food.

They are nothing more than pretty poisons, used to color up faux processed food that our kids should not be eating.

To get rid of them permanently would be surprisingly easy, since many companies have already done so for European consumers. According to this detailed report, “Food Dyes: A Rainbow of Risks” published by the Center for Science in the Public Interest, many multi-national corporations do not use these toxic dyes in Europe but still use them in America:

“CSPI has urged several major multinational companies that do not use dyes in Europe to do the same in the United States. Unfortunately, most of those companies said that they don’t use dyes in Europe because government has urged them not to—but that they would continue to use dyes in the United States until they were ordered not to or consumers demanded such foods.”

All parents care deeply about their children and their children’s health. We all want what’s best for our kids. Is it ignorance or laziness or a desire to please or a feeling of wanting to be part of what everyone else is doing or a belief in advertising? What is it that leads parents to buy gummy sharks for the school snack?

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The Two Best Rainy Day Activities for Kids in Northern California

March 28th, 2011

The problem with going away is that it’s hard to come back to your “real” life.

The free Jelly Belly factory tour in Fairfield, California (my cousin: “I can’t really imagine you guys doing that.”) was a smashing success with the kids. The tour includes free samples, historical videos, and lots of viewing of busy yellow robots and factory workers.

James and the older kids before the Jelly Belly tour

James and the older kids before the Jelly Belly tour

Silly hats are mandatory once the tour starts

Silly hats are mandatory once the tour starts

If you decide to go, arrive when they open. We got there at 9:15 a.m. and there were eight people ahead of us. We waited for twenty minutes for the tour to start. By the time our 45-minute tour was over, the line snaked all the way to the door and the wait must have been at least an hour. Highlights: there’s a jelly bean snack bar where you can sample one jelly bean of any flavor you wish for free (the coolest thing about that is the plastic spoon that lets staff just take one bean), a tucked away room with discontinued jelly beans that are a lot less expensive, and fun pinball type machines where you win jelly beans. The lowlights: The workers on the floor (many of whom were Hispanic) looked as disenfranchised as they must feel and be. For the most part, they were doing repetitive tasks that seemed boring. Rote work for, I’m assuming, little compensation. The factory is noisy, which 7-year-old Etani didn’t like (though he LOVED every other aspect of the tour). But the part that disturbed me the most was that the food coloring looks exactly like paint. It comes in huge plastic canisters and the colors are so vivid it’s sickening to think that children “ingest” that stuff. The Center for Science in Public Interest recently published a report about the harmful nature of edible dyes and I plan to write more about the toxic nature of food coloring soon. I appreciate that jelly belly uses some real ingredients (tangerine juice in the tangerine jelly beans, for example) but I’m saddened that they choose to add dyes to their candy that are known carcinogens.

Free samples abound at the Jelly Belly Factory in Fairfield, California

Free samples abound at the Jelly Belly Factory in Fairfield, California

We also went to the California State Railroad Museum in Sacramento, a perfect way to spend a rainy afternoon (it was pouring.) It cost our family $30 to get in (adults: $9.00, kids: $4.00, the baby was free) and it was totally worth it.

Confession: When I think of a train museum, one word comes to mind: Yawn.

But this is not your typical museum. It’s more like the cadillac of train museums. The only other we’ve visited that rivals the California State Railroad Museum is the London Transport Museum in Covent Garden. The museum is 2.5 acres inside, housed in what was once a roundhouse. There are 20 locomotives and railroad cars, and you can climb aboard a bunch of them. The Pullman sleeping car, which you walk through as it “moves,” gives you a real feel for what it was like to sleep on a train. A dining car has place settings from different railroad lines across the country, and there is also a mail car set up to show how mail used to be delivered by locomotive.

A bird's-eye view of the toy trains at the railroad museum in California

A bird's-eye view of the toy trains at the railroad museum in California

“Choo choo!” Baby Leone kept exclaiming. “Choo choo!” She and my first grader liked the second floor best, where there are four wooden train tracks set up and lots of trains to play with and run on them. There are also toy train collections (that you can’t touch) on display on the second floor, and a Thomas the Tank Engine train display that kids can view by crawling into the middle and poking their heads up through the plastic dome. We watched the 20-minute documentary at the end of our visit, which runs every hour, and was a nice way to finish our train museum experience.

We liked the hands-on train table fun at the California State Railroad Museum

We liked the hands-on train table fun at the California State Railroad Museum

Also up this week and next: a rant against school snacks, thoughts about credit card debt, and a review of a fantastic new memoir about hearing loss. So please check back soon!

What are your family’s must-do rainy day activities? What hidden indoor gem do you have in your town? Please use the comment section below to tell us about great indoor places for families to visit (like this amazing list compiled by readers of great family movies.)

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In the Hotel Lobby on a Rainy California Morning

March 23rd, 2011

Everyone was going somewhere. My friend C. took her family to the Grand Canyon. B. wrote that they had just come back from a few days in Puerto Rico. My son’s reading coach was on her way to California to visit a beloved niece.

But we were stuck.

I was scrambling to finish some assignments, James trying to juggle the needs and decibel level of four children.

The only surprising thing about this Spring “Break” is that Hesperus, our oldest (11.5), and Etani, our third (7), were actually getting along. When Hesperus gave Etani a hug goodnight, my jaw dropped to my ankles. A spontaneous hug! From Hesperus to Etani? Who put something in the drinking water?

It didn’t help that it’s cold and rainy in Ashland right now. That every time we went to the park 10-year-old Athena (formerly a nature girl) would refuse to put on her shoes, walk as slowly as she could without going backwards, and spend at least ten minutes refusing to play once we got there. That the kids tearing around the house would wake the baby up early from her nap.

Jealousy is an emotion I believe we should pay attention to. That I felt so jealous of everyone going somewhere was a clue that we needed to go away too. It took half a day to locate a rental car (our compact is too small for the whole family and it was too far to bike to California) because the rental car companies in most of southern Oregon are sold out. But we found one at a car dealership 45 minutes out of town, for much less than what it would have cost in Ashland. Etani and James picked it up while I found us an affordable hotel in Vacaville. We loaded up the car (bickering the whole time) and hit the road.

First stop: a hotel with a pool.

Second stop: we’re going on the 40-minute walking tour of the Jelly Belly factory this morning.

Third stop: to see my aunt and uncle in Oakland. (Me: You sure it’s okay? You hate spontaneity. Auntie: Yes, but I love you.)

Etani’s been up since before six a.m., waiting for the sun to rise, waiting for the Jelly Belly factory to open. He and Athena, still in pajamas, and I sneaked downstairs for some breakfast. The baby, James, and Hesperus are still asleep upstairs.

Etani’s pre-adventure report: “There’s lots of jelly beans! And you get to eat them! And I’m really excited about the jelly flops, because they’re misshapen and you get a whole bag for no money at all.”

It’s raining here too. But not so cold. And no, we can’t really afford to be on a trip (thank you Mr. Visa!). But none of that matters. It just feels good to be gone.

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An EC Update: 16 months old and pooping in the potty

March 21st, 2011

“Want to take a bath?” I suggested to the baby, who’s 16 months old now. She rushed into the bathroom shrugging out of one sleeve of her red shirt.

“Psss! Psss!” The baby said a few minutes later, submerging a bowl to fill it with bath water.

“Psss” is the noise the baby makes when she has a wet diaper or needs to go pee. But she sometimes cries wolf, signaling she needs to go but refusing to pause in her play long enough to use the potty. Plus, I was busy writing in our family journal.

When I finally looked up, Leone was still saying, “psss,” almost singing the sound with good humor as she balanced the now full bowl on the edge of the tub.

“Do you need to go?” I asked. Then I saw something gray floating in the bath water. “Ut oh,” I said with a laugh. “Do you need to poop? Did you do some poopy in the tub?! Let’s do the rest on the potty.”

I held Leone on the toilet. The toilet is the only place she’ll go these days. She has no more interest in her green potty. Too babyish.

When we think she needs to poop, we make a soft grunt. I grunted. She strained a bit, and did a poop. She stayed on the potty, strained some more, and did another bowel movement.

“Poopy!” I said, kissing her on the forehead.

Then I looked again in the bathtub. The gray floating object was a hippo-shaped eraser that Leone had brought into the bath with her.

She hadn’t pooped in the tub!

She looked at me innocently out of her big gray eyes, blond curls wispy around her head, unaware or unconcerned that she’d been wrongly suspected.

We keep a bucket in the shower to catch gray water to flush the toilet or soak diapers. There hasn’t been a diaper in it for weeks. When Leone needs to poop she’ll either say “psss” or her eyes will get slightly red rimmed and she’ll become still, with a concentrated look on her face. We need to pay attention since she’s still too little to take her pants off herself (and it’s too cold in our house to go bottomless for long). But as long as we respond when she signals, the baby poops in the toilet every time.

I know theoretically that Leone’s behavior is totally natural, that human babies are born with the instinct not to soil the nest, and that as long as you communicate with them, they won’t lose that innate awareness. But I’m still amazed a baby this little can be so conscious of her body, and so able to communicate that awareness. Our culture, unlike many around the world, has lost the understanding that babies can–and want–to learn to use the potty.

This could all change tomorrow. We could be back to having more misses than catches or back to a potty pause. But right now I’m grateful that our EC adventure is going well. Why, oh why, wasn’t I open-minded enough to try this with my three other kids?

Have you tried EC (elimination communication aka infant pottying) with your children? I know many diaper-free parents recommend crotchless pants for toddlers but I haven’t tried them (mostly because all of Leone’s clothes are hand-me-downs but also, probably, because I’m not sure I get the concept). EC readers, do you have advice about crotchless pants or EC’ing a toddler to share?

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Will You Gaze Lovingly At Your Kids Tonight?

March 18th, 2011

Gretchen Rubin, a New York City based writer and author of The Happiness Project, and her husband have a very sweet tradition.

Every once in awhile after they’ve put their two daughters to bed, Rubin’s husband says to her, “Come on, let’s go gaze lovingly.”

They tiptoe. Jamie slings an arm around Gretchen’s shoulder. They stand for a moment together and gaze lovingly as their daughters are quietly sleeping.

These days my 11-year-old is going to bed later than I am. When we open the door to our room we invariably wake the baby, who’s a light sleeper. But just thinking about this idea makes my heart ache with how sweet and right it sounds.

Tonight James and I have a date: to gaze lovingly.

Do you have a sweet tradition in your family that helps you remember how much you love your children?

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