In The Right Place

By: Dawn Thompson

I believe that EVERYTHING happens for a reason – even if we do not see the whole picture at once or ever know what that reason is. :) This week, some things came together and made me realize that all the little things I have been doing over the years were not random, scattered ideas or, worst of all, useless, as I have sometimes thought.

About a year and a half ago I decided to join V.I.P.S. So, I took the Citizens Police Academy Course, even though I did not know what it was that I wanted to help with or what needed helping. In the meantime, I joined the Boston Medical Reserve Corps through MA Responds as part of my training as a Disaster Action Response Team (D.A.R.T.) member through Boston Cares. Although I enjoy helping statewide, I was hoping that something closer to home would fall together so I can do what I love right here in my own city!

Last week, I got a call from Sharon at LPD saying she had room in the Community Emergency Response Training (C.E.R.T.) class and thought of me! I told her I am taking the classes for Boston and they encourage us to take a C.E.R.T. in addition. The great part is that it’s only available to those who have already attended the citizen’s academy, which I already did, so yay!! Anyway, the funniest part was the letter I got tonight about an upcoming training in June for the position the MRC placed me in “Mental Health and Cultural Needs.” How odd is it that the two MAIN courses I studied in college are “Behavioral Management and Multicultural Diversity” Maybe it’s a coincidence, maybe not. But I feel like I am right where I am supposed to be and for me, that’s a good place to be. :)

Say What?

By: Dawn Thompson

When our little boy was 6 years old, I handed him the phone to talk to his grandmother. When Dylan said, “Hello?… Hello?…There’s no on there!” I didn’t think to much about it until I took the phone back and could clearly hear my mother speaking. I gave it back to him and insisted he try again. He switched the phone to his other ear and excitedly had a conversation. When he hung up, I whispered something into his right ear and he said, “What?” I whispered even louder and the little chap had no idea what I was saying.

We took him to the pediatrician who cleaned his ears out and teased him about having bunnies stuck in them. To no avail, we were referred to the audiologist. After a complete exam, we were saddened to learn our little boy had lost most of the useful hearing in his right ear. This was especially tough since he already had complex vision losses and relied heavily on his hearing.

By age eight, the nerve had died leaving him deaf on that side. Even though he still had one “good ear” he had very poor word recognition in adverse listening situations such as public places, restaurants and school. He was fitted for a personal FM system to help him distinguish speech in the classroom and, for the most part, it worked great. Although it brought the teachers voice clearly to his only working ear, it cut out ALL other sounds, including the voices of other children and his other teachers. Dylan didn’t like feeling excluded from other sounds and expressed that it made him feel completely deaf most of the time except when the teacher was speaking.

New hearing aid!

For two whole years we tried to get him to wear it and every day he complained. Our team finally realized that Dylan would not give up and we decided, neither would we! In September, Dylan’s team contacted audiology and proposed a few different ideas for a new ear piece and mold. They failed a few times, but yesterday the hearing teacher called to tell me they did it! They created an earpiece that lets other sounds come to his working ear while keeping the teacher’s voice most prominent. For Dylan, this is nothing short of a miracle. It just goes to show you, never give up hope.

He is getting ready to celebrate his 11th birthday on March 22nd. He will be discharged from the hospital on March 9th and will have two weeks to heal from his feeding tube surgery before the BIG celebration. He has lots to be thankful for this year and a lot to look forward to, and he knows it!

Separate Bedrooms!

By: Kristen Eriksen

One of the best qualities that my mother gave me is the ability to see things through a pair of her “rose-colored glasses”. I find Rose Colored Glassesthat it is best to try to see the good in any problem or obstacle.  Sometimes, however, I need to take them off and see the reality of life.  That, I think, I got from my dad.

With the glasses on, I picture my twins as best buddies, who get along and share. Just about every time I talk about my twins, however, I mention that they are polar opposites.  This used to surprise me, but now I am just used to it.  I could go on forever, but will just give a few examples:

  • Ben eats fast and furiously, and Charlotte eats slowly and carefully.  When they were babies and I first gave them Cheerios, Ben shoved a handful in his mouth while Charlotte took a bite of one Cheerio.  When given cookies/snacks, B eats them fast, and wants more, while C will take a couple bites and then wants to save the rest for later.
  • One child will eat more of the veggies, while the other eats more of the starch at every dinner……every time.  I should just have them share one plate! I really should take a picture of their plates when I am doing the dinner dishes.
  • Ben is athletic and loves trucks and active, outdoor play while Charlotte loves quiet indoor play, books and babies.  I know this is kind of typical boy vs girl, but it has always been the way with my twins.
  • Ben loves cuddles and hugs, and Charlotte does not.
  • Ben tends to be dependent on adult help and support, while Charlotte is fiercely independent, even if she needs help.
  • Ben has trouble falling asleep, and chats, moans and groans, and moves around often to get to sleep, while Charlotte likes calm and quiet and will then just fall asleep.
  • Ben does not like to be alone, while Charlotte needs her own space.

Two important things that I am aware of in raising twins is the need for them both to learn cooperation and the need for them to have their own identity.  They need to learn how to share and negotiate with each other, but they also need to be their own person.

It is in this light that their bedroom situation became an issue. A fellow “mom of twins” friend of mine kept her twins in the same room for a long time, which she recommended to us.  We have kept them together in one room, but have debated separate bedrooms for a while now.  Keeping them together has meant we have a playroom upstairs, and no toys in their bedroom.  As the twins have gotten older, however, it has become more apparent that my girl needs her own space.  She needs alone time when Ben is “irritating” and when she is looking for solace and quiet.  As I mentioned, Ben does not like to be alone, so he has been very opposed to separate rooms for a long time.  We talked up having privacy, and space.  He was not interested.  When we talked about being able to have his own room to decorate and put his favorite things in, he started to think more about it.  I started to hear him say “I don’t have many boy things in my room.” We were sparking some interest!  Santa gave him a Spiderman clock, and then he was definitely interested!

So last week, we (well, really my husband) moved Ben’s bed into the old playroom.  We split toys up into each room.  I had to work on the first two nights that they had separate rooms, and thought this could mean two miserable nights for Paul.  However, it has gone surprisingly smoothly!  They are both loving their space and privacy!

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My sister and her two children came over during school vacation with some decorations and suggestions for making this separate bedroom thing special.  It was so cute, especially since it was their idea (they are 7 and 9 years old!)  They made signs, pictures and a list of rules.

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Both of the twins (but most especially my sweet, emotional, quiet-seeking baby girl) have a place for some very much needed “alone time.” We are all happy about this change.

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I have seen Facebook posts with children wearing a “work it out” extra large t-shirt (two children in one t-shirt, having to learn to cooperate).  I think I have spent 5 years struggling with my opposite twins in one t-shirt.  Now, they get to wear their own shirt, so to speak, and it is working out really well for them, well, for all of us.  I guess in this case, reality may have helped me to have my kids get along better, so I can put my rose colored glasses back on!

P.S.  Charlotte claims that she missed Ben!

Simple, Low Fat, 2-Ingredient Pancakes!!

By: Amy Dienta

I’m in love- with pancakes!! And these pancakes are even better – they have less then 100 calories and only 4 grams of fat!

PancakesHere’s the simple recipe:

Ingredients:

  • 1 large ripe banana
  • 2 eggs

Instructions:

  1. Blend banana and eggs in blender or mash with a spoon.
  2. Heat over medium heat until bubbles and then flip – just like regular pancakes.

This makes approximately 4 good size pancakes! I topped my pancakes with strawberries and sliced bananas and added a few chocolate chips to my sons’ pancakes.

Here are some additional tips:

  • If too thin, add more banana.
  • If too thick, add egg whites.
  • Cook on medium to low heat, or they burn fast.
  • You can add chopped nuts, blueberries or other toppings.
  • Top with peanut butter to add even more protein.

Teddy’s Big Week

By: Sue Anganes

My son, Teddy, turned twelve this month. He had been anxiously waiting for this momentous birthday, and there was no way he was going to let it pass by without having something spectacular.

TedsBefore his birthday, Teddy sent me an email with links to Amazon and eBay listings of various gifts he was hoping to receive. He had links to Lego Hero Factory kits, as well as a few links to actual full size replica swords. He basically stated that he would be happy with anything on the list, but the fifty dollar “Robin Hood Sword” would be his heart’s desire. Well, immediately after I received Ted’s email, I had to forward it to all his siblings to show them exactly what the youngest sibling in the family had on his list. I signed the email, “Mom (made of cash) Anganes”. Of course, all kinds of emails flew back to me jesting about Teddy’s requests. The truth was, none of the older kids would have dreamed of ever giving me a list of things they wanted, never mind emailing me a list with links to big ticket items! They had grown up in a much “leaner” time period. We always gave simpler gifts, and that was all that was ever expected.

Later in the evening, I read the gift requests to my husband. The big softie hopped onto eBay and ordered the 34” Robin Hood Sword and Scabbard! He told me, “You’re only a kid once!” Somehow, I pictured my husband at Teddy’s age, desiring that same sword. My heart melted a little bit thinking how much Teddy and his dad were alike.

Normally, our birthdays are celebrated with all the siblings and their spouses, girlfriends, boyfriends, and our grandchildren. With only those in attendance, we can easily have fourteen family members around the table. Getting all the family together at one time can sometimes be a problem.

On the week of Teddy’s birthday we decided to have a cake for him on Super Bowl Sunday, even though his birthday was on that Wednesday. Most of us would be together that night and we could at least sing happy birthday to him at half time. Unfortunately, the sword had not arrived, so I knew we were destined to somehow have another “party” around the gift opening.

On the actual day of Teddy’s birth, Wednesday, the sword had still not arrived. Fortunately for me, his wonderful church youth group leader, Katie, offered to bring brownies to youth group that evening to celebrate Teddy’s birthday. I was off the hook for that day.

The following evening, Thursday, Teddy had archery. He shoots archery with a group of pre-teen (“smelly,” as my daughter refers to them) boys. I had mentioned to the instructors that I was going to bring a cake for that evening and that the kids could sing “Happy Birthday” to Ted. Unfortunately, that day was the same day that thousands of shoppers swarmed to Market Basket to stock up before the blizzard. While everyone else was filling their carts with bread, eggs, and milk, I was standing in the checkout line with a birthday cake and the last two packages of Hoodsie Cups in the store. I think I aged another year just by shopping on that day.

Thursday night, UPS delivered the Robin Hood sword. We hid it in the garage. On Friday, the blizzard hit. Teddy was still wondering if he was going to have an actual birthday with an actual present.  We decided to celebrate “officially” on Saturday afternoon. His oldest sister, Cassie, even volunteered to bake a Funfetti cake after working sixteen hours straight at Lowell General’s Critical Care unit from Friday afternoon till Saturday morning.  We invited one of Teddy’s favorite friends, Hailee, to join us for the evening. After we sang and Ted blew out his candles, we brought the sword out from its hiding place. Ted knew instantly what it was and rejoiced!

Seven days and four cakes later, Teddy’s Gala Birthday Extravaganza was complete. That evening, with a small amount of alarm in his voice, my adult son Charlie came to me and explained that he saw Teddy escorting Hailee down the street to her home WITH the 34” Robin Hood sword. I prayed he would get back before the neighbors noticed and panicked. Hopefully, there isn’t any law against Robin Hood escorting a lady home from his birthday party.

Finding Time

By: Dawn Thompson

In this fast-paced, busy world, it’s difficult to find the time to do all the things we need to do, let alone the things we want to do. Choosing how to spend our time sometimes forces us to make difficult choices. Our plans can get even more complicated or uncertain since our child has Neurofibromatosis ( a progressive neurological disorder), which can make it very difficult to plan events like vacations and parties. That’s alright for us, but the rest of the world is not so accommodating :) But sometimes events can pop up that force us to stop and make time…

Valentine’s Day has always been a special day for me and my husband. We were going to get married on Valentine’s Day but decided to get married a week later so that we could celebrate twice! This year, it seemed inevitable that we would celebrate once again.

However, this past week our little man ended up in the hospital. Dylan was going through tests and procedures. Although we knew the time was nearing, we had no idea of the admitting date. Then, they discovered a tumor on Dylan’s leg and we got the call.

That afternoon, on Valentine’s Day, my sister Judy called and asked if we wanted her to come up to Boston and watch Dylan so we could go out for a little bit. At first I said, “No, thank you but I don’t want to leave.” Then, I thought about my son and figured he could use a fresh face and I realized that my husband and I could really use couple of hours together. I called her back and Dean picked her up on the way up to the hospital. He brought me my curling iron and some new clothes to go out in and my favorite flowers, red carnations mixed with pretty roses. Lucky for us there was a nice restaurant across the street and we walked over and enjoyed a nice dinner.

Although we hoped everything would be done in a week, it didn’t work out that way. Dylan will meet his gastro surgeon this week and will be readmitted on Monday to get a feeding tube put in.

This Friday is our 10th wedding anniversary. (Remember, twice the celebration!) Our three daughters surprised us with a two-night stay up in North Conway in New Hampshire.  They are taking Dylan and plan to come up to go sledding and ice skating on Saturday before Dyl’s surgery. It seems amazing that we are able to do all this in the midst of it all but together we have learned that  life is unpredictable. The only thing for certain is the present moment and if that moment is a good one, then ENJOY!

Homemade Laundry Soap

By: Amy Dienta

Recently, I’ve been switching all my store bought cleaners and soaps to more natural cleaners. I’ve starting making our laundry soap myself.  We have been using the same batch for 6 months now and I have enough to make another 2 batches. It’s great quality-  it even gets out baby food and baby smells! We have a top loading HE machine and its working great with this soap. Check out my recipe:

Homemade laundry soap

Laundry PowderIngredients:

  • Borax- stain removal and whitening- $3.00 – Walmart
  • Washing soda- odor removal – $2.49- Market Basket
  • Soap bar- degreasing – fel naphtha 99 cents -Market Basket

Instructions:

  1. Grate 1/2 the bar soap finely with a cheese grater
  2. Add 2 cups washing soda and 2 cups borax and the grated soap in to a bucket, put on the top and shake to mix.
  3. Add 1 teaspoon to each load, in the wash itself not in the detergent cup. For really dirty loads add 2teaspoons.

My laundry machine is in the basement, so I don’t worry about my sons getting down there but if your laundry is anywhere where kids go I would put it in a container with a child proof lid. I still use a dryer bar for fabric softner but when the bar runs out I will try and make my own fabric softner as well!

About Breastfeeding

By: Kristen Eriksen

My last blog was about teaching parents about caring for themselves and their babies while hospitalized.  This time, I want to talk about breastfeeding.  I am not going to reinforce the “breast is best” idea or discuss all that is good about breastfeeding your baby.  There are books, pamphlets, flyers, blogs, studies and advocates everywhere that you can find to learn these facts.  There are also many reasons why some new moms choose not to breastfeed their babies.  I am not writing to debate either form of feeding your baby.  What is the old adage?  “Different strokes for different folks.”

Mom and newbornIf you choose to breastfeed, or are debating whether it is right for you and your family, here are some suggestions from your OB nurse blogger.

Discuss feeding options with your obstetrician or nurse midwife.  They can see if there are any suggestions to start prenatally.  You cannot breastfeed on certain medications, so this should be discussed.  Your provider can assess if your anatomy is good, or if there are some things for you to do that may make it easier before you deliver.  It may be more difficult if you have had any breast surgery, implants or reduction, but it is not impossible.

Hospitals provide prenatal breastfeeding classes and support groups for nursing moms.  Take advantage of the services there.  They are provided because they can be very helpful and there is a need for them.

The time to try breastfeeding is in the hospital, when you have lots of support.  There are specially certified lactation consultants who are the ultimate experts in breastfeeding.  Every OB nurse has special training and expertise to help with nursing as well.  Even if you are an experienced breastfeeding mom, there are many babies who can trick you into thinking that they are nursing fine when they are not! Let your nurses at least check that your baby latches on well to avoid problems later.  We have a keen eye to spot little things that can really make a big difference in both the nutrition of your baby and in the comfort level for both you and your baby.

Usually, babies are wide awake for the first few hours after birth.  If you can, this is the best time to start trying to breastfeed.  After that nice awake time, most babies may be quite sleepy for the next 24 to 36 hours.  They really can’t decide if it is more important to sleep or to eat.  We wake sleeping babies to try to nurse every 2-3 hours to give them practice, get a little nourishment into them, and  to start the process of increased milk production to continue to feed the baby.  On that first day, unfortunately, the babies may keep falling asleep while feeding, and don’t get a good feeding.  If this happens, ask your nurse for help.  We have a ton of little tricks up our sleeves to help you.  However, moms sometimes postpone feedings for a number of reasons:  the baby is asleep, they want a nap/shower/meal, or because they have visitors.  This is a big mistake!!!  Your body will make milk for the baby, but decides how much milk to produce depending on how much the baby demands.  If you don’t nurse, or nurse very infrequently, your body makes less milk.  If your baby doesn’t get enough milk, he/she may have a drop in blood sugar, and get lethargic and ill.

After the sleepy 24 hour period, most babies want to nurse very frequently.  Unfortunately, parents get “psyched out” on the first day because the baby falls asleep instead of eating.  I often hear parents say “I don’t think he is hungry” or “She doesn’t seem to like it.” Then, on the second day, babies tend to be insatiable.  I often here “I must not have enough or any milk, because he won’t stop nursing.”  These statements are not true!  Your baby is doing what he/she needs to do.  They are tired, just like you are, right after they are born.  Then they wake up and say “Where’s the beef?” or should I say “Where’s the milk?”  Your body makes milk in a supply and demand way, so if a baby demands more, you will make more.  You know babies are impatient!  Initially, you will have colostrum, which is lighter first milk.  Your heavier milk comes in 3-5 days after you deliver.  The baby wants to make it sooner rather than later.

Ask for help with positioning the baby in different ways.  Some positions are more awkward than others.  Handling your new precious infant is hard enough without adding trying to hold him or her like a football to feed!  Try all different feeding positions while you are in the hospital, and let us help you.

Sometimes, it is recommended to pump to help increase your milk supply, if your baby is not nursing well, or is unable to nurse initially because of medical issues.  The nurses and lactation consultants are there to help you with this, too.

If you want to breast feed, limit the use of any bottles or pacifiers unless absolutely necessary.  The nurses and doctors will make sure that the baby is not dehydrated, and doesn’t lose too much weight.  Infants are weighed daily, and it is expected that they will lose weight.  We just make sure it is not too much.  Babies have to learn how to nurse, and it is not as easy as you might think.  If you add bottles, some babies get confused.  If you use a pacifier, you are not feeding the baby when they need to eat and help increase your milk supply.  If we really need to supplement the infant with formula, we will do this as little as possible, and in a way that will still support breastfeeding.

Our goal for the most part is to have breast fed babies EXCLUSIVELY breast feed.  This is the best way to really support breastfeeding.  After several weeks, your milk supply will be established, and then you can try a bottle if you wish.

Our lactation consultants also have a clinic for moms and babies to come back, get a weight check and get more assistance with breast feeding.  Sometimes, you will be referred to a visiting nurse, who can assist with breastfeeding and weight checks when you go home.  This may or may not be covered by your insurance company.

Remember that you and your baby come first.  Don’t postpone feeding your baby for any reason.  Ask your visitors to step out so you can effectively feed your baby if you are uncomfortable with feeding in front of them.  Get the baby going, and then cover up, if you want to let them come back in.  There are some great covers and wraps that you can use so no one can see a thing.  This adorable floppy hat is my favorite! Just pop it on the baby’s head once you are nursing, and you are all covered.  No need to struggle with a blanket or wrap that is awkward to adjust.

Lastly, take advantage of the expertise that your nurses have while you are in the hospital.  We only have 2-4 days to help you.  Let us do the best we can for you!!!!!!

Puppy Love

By: Dawn Thompson

Ozzy got his nails trimmed today and didn’t even flinch! He’s come such a long way from when we first got him a few years ago. About 3 months before our son’s second eye surgery, we decided to get a pup that we thought would make a great pet and service dog someday. We visited a couple of humane societies and found our new fury friend in the next state over, New Hampshire.

Puppy LoveWhen we first walked through, I didn’t even notice him. He was quiet and sitting in the corner of the kennel. A medium size brindle pooch with one brown eye and the other, ice blue. He had 4 white paws which earned him the nick name, “socks.”We asked to take him for a walk and from the moment we took him on leash, we KNEW he was the “prefect” dog for the job!

He was scared but lovable, and was very in tuned to our emotions. We knew that after living with us for some time, he would become the confident dog he is today. It wasn’t all that simple, though.

At first, he ran and hid every time my husband spoke loudly, sneezed or coughed. He cowered in the streets and we practically had to drag him out doors. The poor little thing was a rescue from Georgia and God only knows what his history was. For this reason, we decided NEVER to leave him alone with Dylan or any other child without someone supervising, After a few months we realized we needed help getting “Ozzy” to fell more secure. We called on an Officer friend who works the k-9 unit to come in and help Ozzy. Within a couple of months, we noticed a huge difference in our dog. The more he learned what his jobs were, the more confident he became. The more confident he became, the more lovable he was.

Dylan & Oz at the Bus StopAfter a couple of years, we allowed him to sleep at the foot of Dylan’s bed. Then eventually, on the bottom of it!

It’s been 3 years now and Ozzy takes his job seriously! He is a registered service dog and brings great comfort to his special boy. Since his boy is visually and hearing impaired, Ozzy has to be super vigilant. This year, we hope to get some training for different alarm noises. Since Dylan can’t tell which direction dangerous sounds are coming from, this team will learn how to work together on safety in public. Dylan is also visually impaired, which poses an additional challenge. Because these two have completely bonded, “working” together is always a pleasure.

CHEERS to special people and special animals. TOGETHER they can make quite a team!

My Two Sons

By: Amy Dienta

My sons are 9 years apart. To many, this seems like we waited too long to have our second child. But for our family it has been perfect. The boys laugh and play together, run around together and love each other. The other day they were sleeping together on the bed and  my heart melted to see them hugging.

Brothers

My oldest was a big help through my very trying pregnancy. He was there after the baby was born, helping us by getting diapers or fixing bottles. He’s teaching his little brother about the world, he’s making him laugh and loving him.

They are two boys who will always have one another. No matter what happens to me or my husband, my sons have each other. That was why we decided to have another and it worked out perfectly. They are the best of friends!

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