Sunday, July 22, 2012

BANG! BANG! (not in my house)

I've been hesitant to write this blog because I want to write it in a way that does not offend anyone.  That is something I have a hard time doing lately.
I tend to do things in a nontraditional manner.  And I happen to be opinionated.  The combination often makes people angry.  Since I'm doing something differently I must be suggesting that what others are doing is wrong.  Read into it what you will.  I'll do my best....

I was initially thrilled when I found out I was pregnant with a boy.  Eric and I were hoping for a son.  We were talking about 'Baby Rocco' long before we were even married.
But after I gave it some more thought I started to worry....
How was I going raise a boy?  Boys like baseball and...guns.

Guns.
I don't have very strong opinions about them.  I'm not educated enough about how they are regulated.  But I do know that guns are not toys.
Which leads me to the dilemma....How do I raise a boy who doesn't play with guns?
I know moms who insists that boys are born to make gun noises and when they learn how to use their fingers they turn their thumb and forefinger into a gun.  People wish me 'good luck' when I say I'm going to do my best to avoid it.
I was searching for information about children and guns and came across a blog another mother wrote about her reaction to the recent tragedy in Colorado.  She wrote that while she knows that all boys who play with guns do not grow up to murder people she does not believe allowing them to think they are toys can be all that great either.  One of the responses was from a man who said that toys as guns reinforce that life isn't precious.
That's it.
That sums it up right there.
And for me that holds true for not only other people but for animals as well.
I don't want Rocco to kill things.  I don't want him to shoot things.  Because shooting does lead to death.  And I don't think that should be treated as 'fun' or a 'game'.

Life is precious.  Accidents happen.  Children get into their parents desk drawer and blow off their heads.  Kids take guns to school and shoot classmates.
And you can give me all of that "Guns don't kill people, people kill people" crap.  I'm not budging.

Thankfully, Eric is on board with this.  We recently spent some time with a few little boys who were pretending to kill each other.  While we were reading to Rocco before bed and talking about all of the things we want for him in life Eric turned to me and said, 'Yeah...I'm not into all of that violent stuff.  I don't want him to play those games'.

I don't think that guns cause children to become murderers.  But.....I do not want to send a message to Rocco that death is fun.  I don't want him to think that 'killing' is OK.  

Bowling for Columbine is one of my favorite films.  I love Michael Moore and I think the movie is important for people to see.  The security camera footage from that horrible day really gets to me.   I can't help but think that once upon a time those two young men were little boys pointing their forefinger gun at some one saying, "I just killed you".

Friday, June 15, 2012

And the 2012 Mother of the Year is....

...not me.
Ok.  So not keeping up with a blog doesn't make me a bad mother or warrant a call to CPS.  But I have been feeling a little bit guilty about not devoting much time to Rocco's little newsletter.  The reason I have not is because I have been devoting my time to Rocco himself!
Most of you know this year has been extremely difficult for the Gilmore/Fortuna family.
Eric has been ill.  We lost a close friend to cancer.
And while we have been extremely stressed emotionally, financially, and spiritually we have been elated with our little man.
Rocco celebrated his first birthday with about 40 of his closest friends.


He took his first steps.
Visited the beach.
Has been taking swimming lessons.

While 2012 been a year of struggle and sorrow it has been a year of pure joy and excitement.
If I did not have Rocco to take care of I don't know where I would be.
I am truly grateful for this gift of motherhood.
And grateful for all of you who care about my son and make his world a wonderful place.
Mama is tired from chasing him around in circles all day.
I promise to write something more interesting soon.

Monday, January 9, 2012

9 months!

I can't believe Rocco is 9 months old already.  9 months of pregnancy felt like an eternity.  This time has passed so quickly.  As much as I love the surprises and milestones each day brings, it makes me sad that my baby isn't such a baby anymore.
Rocco is 23 pounds and 30 inches long.
The pediatrician said he is right on target developmentally and growing beautifully.
Not feeling the finger prick

He has 7 teeth.
He is waving and pointing at everything.  He eats three solid meals.  He seems to have his fathers appetite but is a picky eater like his mama.
He wants to drink from a cup but isn't really there yet

He pulls himself to stand and will walk holding onto the couch or coffee table.
Rocco continues to sleep through the night with an occasional rough night due to a new tooth.
Mama is getting ready to plan a 1st birthday for her little guy.  It is hard to believe.
Thanks for checking in with everyones favorite little monkey.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Rocco's First Christmas and Other Holiday Ramblings


Eric and I would like to thank everyone who made Rocco's first Chirstmas a special one.  He had no idea what was going on.  To him everyday is an adventure filled with new people and places.  But it was memorable for us.

We considered this our 'free' year.  Since Rocco is too young to comprehend the holiday Eric and I did not put up a tree or buy him a ton of gifts.  We know we have many years ahead of decorating and gift giving.  Which leads us to ponder this - how do we raise a child who understands what Christmas is about, enjoys the holiday, but does not see it as an opportunity to get EVERYTHING his little heart desires?

Rocco loved Santa.  He sat on Santa's lap at the mall, something Eric and I felt we had to do.  He did not cry and the overpriced photo came out pretty cute.  We went to a party on Christmas Eve where Santa came for a visit.  Rocco waved at him like they were long lost friends.  It was pretty cute.  But DAMN!  This could be bad.


I know a woman whom I have great respect for.  She has two children who are quite a few years apart in age.  She told me that her son was raised believing in Santa Claus but that on Christmas morning he knew that the gifts under the tree were from her and her husband.  As a result she says he is appreciative.  He understands that everything he is given on Christmas his parents have worked hard for.  He has gratitude and he is not greedy.  Her daughter has a different father and she claims that her in-laws have shoved Santa down her daughters throat.  Her daughter does not have the same gratitude her son has.  She presents a long list of wants from Santa and will not hesitate to say she does not like something.

Everyone I know who has children ran around like crazy spending, spending, spending the month before Chirstmas.  Every conversation I overheard was about holiday shopping.  Children don't just want a Barbie doll or a football anymore.  They want Ipods.  They want televisions. Wii's.  Laptops. They want items made for adults.  Items that will end up crusted in cereal and boogers.  Items that cost money and are expensive to repair.

How do I raise a son who does not want Ipods and cell phones?  One answer is to not allow him to watch television. (That is another blog topic all together.) I have also been told that kids want what their friends have.  (Which means Rocco can't have friends who watch television.)  I just can't help but think that parents have some responsibility in this as well.  

Stories and songs about Christmas indicate that Santa brought ONE gift to each child. The song "Jolly Old Saint Nicholas" says that "Johnnie wants a pair of skates. Susy wants a dolly.   Nelli wants a story book.  She thinks dolls are folly".  Eric and I have played with the idea of teaching this to Rocco.  He may ask Santa for one thing.  The rest of his gift will come from us, this grandparents, and friends.  Maybe this will keep him from thinking that toys magically appear on the living room floor.  We still have time to think about this.  But we need to do something to keep the greed under control.

While I am not a religious person I do want Rocco to understand the 'true meaning of Christmas'.  This may be a challenge since I'm pretty sure Jesus was born in August and I don't buy the immaculate conception story line.  Details aside I do believe that Jesus existed and is an important historical figure.  Thankfully I have several church goers in my life who can assist me with this.
 All of this being said Rocco has changed the holiday season for me.  It has given me a new found sense of what it important.  Waking up to a happy, babbling baby is present enough for me.  Although I really do love my new indoor cycle shoes. 

Monday, November 14, 2011

Damnation!

You may want to sit down for this one.

Rocco is not being baptized.

Some of you may be thinking, 'Pssh...big deal'.  Others may may be gasping for air.  I'm sure there is someone somewhere rolling over in their grave.

Eric and I have talked about it and we are sticking with our decision.  We believe in God but we are not religious.  We believe that Rocco has a Higher Power.  But neither of us believe Rocco needs to be baptized to have a relationship with that Higher Power.

I was brought up Methodist.  I guess.  I was baptized as a baby.  Of course I have no recollection of the event and can say it was a pretty meaningless act. Eric was brought up in a Catholic church.  Kind of.  He was Christened and made his confirmation.  Neither of us identities with the religion of our childhood.  Both of us found a Higher Power in the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous and I bet our concept of God is much different than most.

Choosing a church would be our first problem.  Methodist or Catholic? And how hypocritical would it be for us to show up at a random church and ask them to perform this highly significant ceremony for a family they have never met?

To be baptized means to 'accept Christ' and to commit to living a Christian life.  I think that is alot to ask of a baby.  I hope to raise Rocco to be a good person.  Do the right thing. Tell the truth.  Help people.  But I'm hesitant to label that Christian. I don't think one needs to be Christian to be a decent human being.  And I want Rocco to make that decision for himself.  When he is old enough to understand what that means and responsible enough to carry that out.

My friend Brenda did not have her two children baptized as babies.  Yet this past year both Katrina and Matt decided that they wanted to be baptized.  They started to attend church with their aunt and decided that this was something important to them.  Both of them attended religious classes and have a full understanding of what they were doing.  Katrina is 13 or 14 years old and when I asked her about it she said she was glad she had the opportunity to do it when she was  older and it actually had meaning to her.

Some Christians believe you will go to hell if you are not baptized.  I do not believe in hell.  Problem solved.  I don't know if Rocco will believe in Heaven and Hell.  But if he does I do not believe his Higher Power would damn him to hell for not going through the motions of a baptism.

My hope is that Rocco does not believe in a punishing God.  That he is not fearful of God.  And I guess I have some authority over what he believes.  Eric and I plan to teach Rocco about God.  But just like Eric and I, Rocco has a Higher Power that is unique to him.  Maybe someday he will look for that God at church.  We will support that decision when the time comes.  And it should be his to make.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Ssssshhhhhh.....

People told me it couldn't be done.
'Good luck' they said.
Other mothers told me I was 'crazy' and rolled their eyes.
But thanks to The Baby Whisperer, Rocco has been sleeping through the night since he was about 3 months old.
Since we had such success with her philosophy and instructions on night time sleep, we plan on following her guide for nap time and potty training as well.

The Baby Whisperer is Tracy Hogg.  She is the author of three best selling books.  We own Secrets of the Baby Whisperer and The Baby Whisperer Solves All of Your Problems.   We first heard of Hogg from other new moms trying to figure out how to stay sane while raising an infant.  I ordered both books on ebay out of curiosity and desperation for a good nights rest.

Secrets of the Baby Whisperer helped us decode Rocco's body language and different cries.  We were better able to meet his needs once we were able to tell the difference between his hungry cry and gas pain wail.  Hogg promotes treating your baby with respect and learning how to communicate with them.    Hogg also talks about her EASY routine which stands for Eat, Activity, Sleep, and You time.  Following this routine helps the baby learn how to fall asleep with out having to nurse which can be troublesome when the baby gets older.  She believes that babies should sleep in their own beds and feel safe in that space.

The Baby Whisperer is the reason Rocco sleeps through the night.  I kept hearing from professionals that a four month old baby is able to sleep through the night.  I kept hearing from other mothers that babies can't sleep through the night.   I had come to realize that babies will not sleep through the night if you don't let them.  If you rescue them every time they cry you never find out whether or not they would have drifted back to sleep after a few minutes.  

I joked that I had 'baby behavior modification' to do.  But in reality that is exactly what The Baby Whisperer was suggesting.  I figured out that Rocco was what Hogg refers to as a 'habitual waker'.  A baby who wakes up when hungry will wake up at a different time every night.  A baby who wakes out of habit will wake at the same time every night.  Eric and I reinforced this habit.  Rocco woke up at 1am and again at 3am like clockwork for weeks.  We started by eliminating the 1am feed.  A few weeks later we eliminated the 3am feed.

It was difficult to do but so worth it.  Each elimination took three nights to change.  I used Hogg's 'shush/pat' method to comfort Rocco and let him know I was there.  I used a pacifier on these nights.  We only use the pacifier at night or during nap time.  Rocco will suck himself to sleep and then spit it out.

Rocco does have nights where he wakes up.  But he is never up for more than a few minutes.  It is usually gas pain or his teeth bothering him.  But we no longer respond to our son immediately with a boob or bottle.  We do not reinforce behavior that we do not want to continue.  We listen to him and are so much more in tune with who he is and what he wants thanks to The Baby Whisperer.

If I was able to stay home with Rocco I may have taken another approach to parenting.  But I only had 10 weeks at home with him.  And anyone who knows me knows that I enjoy sleep.  8 hours at night and a 2-3 hour nap during the day if possible.  Sleeping through the night was extremely important to me.
 

I'm pretty sure Eric thought I was crazy initially and he seemed somewhat irritated with the constant instructions I gave him.  But he is now reaping the benefits of a baby who sleeps for an eight hour stretch.

I'm pretty sure many of our friends and family thought I was crazy as well.  But I have an unusually happy kid.  He wakes up in a great mood and ends his day in that same happy demeanor.
Let them say what they want.
I will not lose any sleep over it.   

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

So much to blog about....so little time...

Hello Rocco Lovers!
It has been a long time since I have written.  We are tired.  Working on establishing a routine.  And when we have free time - we veg!
But just so you all don't think I have given up on this exciting forum dedicated to everyone's favorite little Fortuna I decided to write a little something.
There is so much to write about.  Future blog topics include but are not limited to:
     *Raising a vegetarian.  (No prosciutto for this Italian baby!)
     *Gun play (Unavoidable or not?)
     *Baptism (or in our case - a lack there of)
I'm sure you can't WAIT to hear my opinion on all of THESE topics!
But for now I will leave you with this...