My Mommyology

Learning from Motherhood.

January 15, 2011
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Bouncing Around in the Winter

My Mommyology Sam in the Snow

Buried in 4" of snow.

Normally during winter I prefer to stay indoors and under the blankets.  I understand why bears hibernate; it is the best way to go!  Sadly I am not a bear (even if by now I probably approximate the size of one), and I have a toddler who cannot be contained in a 2-bedroom apartment for over 24-hour time periods.  We both end up stir crazy, and in front of the TV all day. Not good.

Occasionally when there is snow, we go outside, layers and all.  Sam loves it, and I suppose she doesn’t mind the fact that she can’t feel her fingers or her nose turns as red as Rudolph’s.  I of course I mind — because it means runny noses, petroleum jelly, and more laundry after.  Plus, a pregnant woman can only stand the freezing air for so long before she needs a bathroom, and getting in and out of those layers… have mercy!

So the goal was to find new indoor play areas for her to pass the winter.  Apart from school and the staple visits to Gymboree and Southpoint Mall’s Kidzone, we discovered two Bounce House outfits a couple of miles from Chapel Hill (thank you Helene and Groupon).  It was perfect because Sam talks about the small set-up in her school all the time, and what better way to expend all that pent up energy than to bounce it out!

Here are my findings and thoughts about each one.

My Mommyology Monkey Joe's

Huge huge huge slides. Sam had no fear.

Bouncy House #1:  Monkey Joe’s. We felt we entered a jungle. It was so overwhelming, Sam took a good 30-minutes before choosing a piece of equipment she wanted to crawl into; and because of my very pregnant state, Dad had to crawl in with her each time.  Even in the smallest of bounce castles, I was too paranoid to let her go in by herself, because every other larger child’s jump sent her flying (to her delight).  She had absolutely no fear in joining the bigger kids climbing up the slides too (except she wouldn’t slide down alone or would only make it so far that she’d come tumbling down the marshmallow-like stairs).

While it really felt like a party place, as they had at least 10 different bounce set-ups to explore, it may have been better if specific times for play were set for kids 5 and below only (7 is also still too old). When you’re above 5, you already play differently and there is a higher risk that a younger child will get hurt.

We did like several things about the place though:  all units had a sign about being properly disinfected, and they were particular about grown-ups being allowed on the equipment, but not being allowed to bounce.  I suppose it preserves the equipment a lot longer if there is less weight bouncing on it.  There were also vigilant referees who would call the attention of overly excited older kids and keep them in check.

My Mommyology Bounce-U

She had the bouncy tunnel all to herself.

Bouncy House #2: Bounce-U. We felt that the atmosphere here was tamer than that of the previous jungle.  There were more control protocols in place.  You had to reserve a slot for a specific time period so that they could count the children coming in each time.  Then, their entire set-up was divided into 2 rooms; and everyone was limited to room #1 for the first half, and moved to room #2 altogether after an hour.  Each room had only about 5 set-ups, so Sam tired of them much quicker than when we were at Monkey Joe’s.  Maybe they looked too similar to one another?

In the end both bounce houses made for a hungry and an exhausted toddler.  I don’t think I’ve had an easier time feeding her and getting her to bed when the day was over.  So all in all, they were good finds, for as long as you’re aware of the precautionary measures that need to be taken for younger children.

Since I had 2 hours to myself each time as father and daughter bounced away, I was also thinking about how such outfits would survive in Manila.  A lot of malls could profit from having set-ups like this for children!  For the right hourly price, and for as long as security, safety, proper maintenance, storage and hygiene standards are set in place, it might actually be something worth having, don’t you think?

(At a party in Manila where the host rented a bouncy house, a friend said her daughter came back smelling quite different after only an hour of playing on the equipment!  So of course, after each adventure, I would take a moment to smell my Sam.  No issues there thankfully, but I did give her a good scrub-down when we got home.  Which leads me to conclude that cleaning and caring for the equipment is really REALLY a must!)

January 13, 2011
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Play-Doh Storytelling

Play-Doh is part of our daily routine.  Sam loves it; but more than that, I encourage it because of all the benefits Play-Doh brings to the table, so to speak (Cleaning it up is a different story.  I will refer you to my OC-Mom’s post for that one!). Here is an excerpt from one of our recent sessions.  Bizarre?  Imaginative?  You be the judge.

My Mommyology Play-Doh

The Art of Play-Doh

Sam: Want to make a horse mom.  And a rabbit! (I comply and cut out a horse and rabbit shape.  She takes them and makes them face each other). Hello rabbit! (to horse). Hello horse neiiiigh! (and chants Giddy-yup Horsie, a rhyme she learned in school).  Let’s go to the playground! C’mon!  (She gets out of the chair and walks to the door.  Then she looks back at me.)  Come back mom (Meaning I should call them back).

Me:  Come back horse, come back rabbit. (Sam hops back with her two pets in hand, and squishes them together.  I am surprised.) Oh no sweetie, what happened?

Sam: Oh no!  What happened mom? (She rolls the dough in her hands) They turned into a pretzel! (then instantly grabs her pretzel cutter and presses down on the mashed horse and rabbit.  She then pretends to eat it.)

Me: (Thought bubble:  okayyyy….)What a yummy pretzel!  Mmmm, crunch crunch!

Sam: The elephant will eat the pretzel mom! (She hands me the elephant cutter.  Thought bubble:  The elephant is about to eat his fellow animals-turned-pretzel. But I make him anyway.)

Me: Who’s the elephant’s friend Sam?  He doesn’t have a friend yet.  (She pauses and looks around for another cutter, then hands it to me.  It’s a star).

Sam: It’s a star mommy!  Hi star, so happy to see you! (She waves as a star is shaped.  Thought bubble:  An elephant and a star are friends.  What a nice storybook that would make.)

Me: Hi Star!  Where do they live Sam?

Sam: In the playground!  Let’s go! (She gets up once again and heads for the door and I think to myself that this is a repeat of the horse and the rabbit turning into a pretzel.  But she comes back and sits down again after a minute or so). Hi Mommy. (She greets me again and so now I think, the elephant and the star didn’t go to the playground).

Me: Oh hello Sam!  Hello elephant!  Hello star!  Where did you come from?

Sam: The zoo!

Me: Oh wow.  What did you see at the zoo?

Sam: (Sam takes a long pause as if she’s trying to understand the question). A Kookabura!  (She breaks into song and dance with her elephant and star, with the Kookabura song).

Now mind you, we have not talked about the Kookabura or its song in a while.  That was something she learned in Kindermusik last June.

While this little story may not make sense to anyone and makes for a good laugh, doesn’t it make you wonder what goes on in those little brains of theirs, and how amazing it must be to be able to create something cohesive, yet quite unusual.

The moral of the story: If only the world were made of Play-doh...

January 10, 2011
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Our Babysitter Called TV

My Mommyolog Couch Potato

We all multi-task. Sam watches Elmo while eating. Mom eats while checking mail.

Yes, the TV is my friend.  Actually it’s very good friend, particularly when I need some “me time” or time to finish chores (although Sam surprised me the other Friday by getting up from her seat and saying, “You want to help Mommy with the laundry,” when she saw me wheeling out the laundry hamper — so we turned it into another bonding activity.).  I used to tell myself I wouldn’t be one of those moms who would let her eat in front of the TV either, but after several unsuccessful attempts to keep her seated long enough to eat a good meal, well….  Let’s just say I prefer to choose my battles. 🙂

Some of my mommy friends have asked for my opinion about toddler TV-watching.  Understandably we all have our concerns, since some recent studies correlate TV with ADHD (Attention Deficiency and Hyperactivity Disorder).  For one quite honestly, Sam learned to read with the help of TV.  She’s also picked up a few good lessons from programs like Sesame Street and Barney, her two favorite shows.  For instance if it wasn’t for the Barney Fun on Wheels video where they sing “Cross the Street”, Sam would actually still be running fearlessly into the streets while I desperately try to catch up with her, heart-in-mouth  (It is a big help for huge clunky pregnant me that she stops to wait and hold my hand instead as the song suggests).

That said, I’m still wary of too much TV time, and have created some self-imposed My Mommyology guidelines.  They are as follows:

1.  Spread TV time throughout the day, about 2-3 times in frequency, with a maximum 2-3 hour cumulative time per day.  If she were below a year old, it would only be up to an hour.  This also includes time spent watching video clips on the computer.  It helps to avoid overstimulation and tired eyes.

2.  It’s not given if she doesn’t ask for it.  Therefore when she doesn’t look for it, we don’t suggest it.

3.  There is no time extension, regardless of negotiation or protest (unless it is a special day like her birthday, or if it’s just one of those days when I need a few more minutes to breathe).

4.  During TV time, something else has to get done on my end, so I know that the distraction is used wisely.

5.  All shows are pre-screened prior to her independent viewing.  This is so that I know what she’s watched and can discuss it with her even if she’s not in front of the tube.

6.  The show must add value to her life (be it a wholesome fun show or an educational program).  Spongebob Squarepants is a no-no on my list.  Yo Gabba Gabba is another program I’m not too fond of, in spite of it’s popularity amongst kids.  This also implies that we don’t watch much TV either when she’s awake, apart from the news and my husband’s NBA games or PGA shows (that is another battle I would rather not engage in). Thank goodness then for the DVR and Netflix!

It sounds quite strict and limiting, I am aware of that; and it does keep me on my feet as to how to keep her preoccupied on a daily basis.  For the moment that is a challenge I’m willing to accept, because I still do believe that while TV can teach her a lot, she’ll still learn more from quality human interaction and the exposure to different activities.  I hope to God it all turns out to be the right decision in the end!

January 7, 2011
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The Miracle Shower Filter

For most of my existence I’ve had to deal with a condition called asthma of the skin (also known as atopic dermatitis or eczema).  After many years the most manageable solution that doctors could offer me was a skincare regimen that consisted of quick baths, lots of mild unscented lotions and all kinds of hydrocortizone creams and anti-itch medicines known to man.  Thankfully I outgrew it in 2003; that is, up until these last two pregnant winters.

With Sam, I was itchy all over my belly.  My doctors said that I really just had to live through it, and so to cope I used everything topical available to me.  It got so bad I would even use half a bottle of the Banana Boat Aloe Vera Sun Burn Relief Gel a day.  At least it smelled good.  The allergy did go away after I gave birth… but I will not lie; the three weeks that I had to endure it were sheer torture.

We fast forward to this pregnancy, this winter, where the irritatingly itchy splotches and the dry skin all re-appear at about the same time the weather turns.  Only now it’s not just on the belly; it’s on my upper shoulder blades, on my back, and on my thighs too!  I am scratching like crazy and applying hydrocortizone creams by the gallon.  Still, the same advice was given to me:  grit and bear it and soon it will go away.  “Soon” is relative as you know, as I still have 9 weeks left, instead of three.  My thought bubble:  horror horror HORROR!

My Mommyology Aquasana

I love my shower filter. I am a believer.

Thankfully (I do say this a lot don’t I?) one of the gifts we received from my OC Mommy-friend was an Aquasana shower filter.  I’ve read about Aquasana and the health benefits of filters and how it can help asthma-related conditions.  In addition to that, there are studies as well on their website with evidence that the filter removes synthetic chemicals in the water to make it cleaner and healthier.  You’d think it was clean to begin with right?  Apparently not!  Anyway, so we install the filter and I use it.

I kid you not, but after only 3 days I stopped using the creams already.  There were still splotches visible at the time, but they were not bothersome anymore.   After about a week, my skin was splotch-free.  No itch, no irritation, and it doesn’t get that dry as often.

We’ve been using the shower filter for over a month now and my allergies have not returned (HURRAY!).  In fact, because I noticed Sam and I scratch at the same time on the same body parts, I’ve made a conscious effort to make sure she showers using the filter too, as a preventive measure.

There’s so little that we actually know about our water, and how we think it is clean enough to drink or bathe in.  Particularly for new moms with young kids or expectant mommies, I really believe these kinds of filters will do our families good.  It’s worth the investment if it means less medication and less trips to the doctor.  Wouldn’t you want that kind of relief, or peace of mind?  I know I would!

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January 5, 2011
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What I’ve Learned About Pediatric Dentists

I learned a lot of new things today when I took Sam to her first pediatric dentist visit here in Chapel Hill.

My Mommyology Finding Nemo Dentist

Even in Finding Nemo, the dentist is hilariously scary too!

First of all, I’d have to say my perception of dentists growing up was not the best.  It may have come from my own very first visit (at least the one I can remember) to my grandmother’s trusted veteran dentist (he was pretty much her age – go figure).  The room was dark, the chair was big and the tools looked scary.  Worst of all there were whizzing and drilling sounds coming from the other cubicles, which can make any child’s imagination run wild.  I guess it didn’t help either that back then, the “young once” would use scare tactics to keep your oral hygiene in check.

Haunted by these memories, I waited until the very last instance that I possibly could to take Sam on her first visit (Our pediatrician had to tell me on our 2nd year check-up, “it’s about time you went.”).  As it turns out, it wasn’t half as horrifying as I’d anticipated.

Learning #1:  Pediatric Dentists exist! That’s something I never really knew; to me a dentist is a dentist is a dentist.  Apparently there are a pedia-dentists in Manila too (I thought it was only here in the states), and for some reason it is not common knowledge.  In fact I think a lot of my mommy friends take their children to their personal dentists.  Which brings me to my next point…

Learning #2:  Pediatric Dentists are not a common topic amongst moms. Strangely enough I feel that with the many discussions I’ve had with my contemporary mommies, the topic never came up.  That baffles me since we normally talk about everything and anything when it comes to our kids.  Is it because we think there is no difference between our dentist and one for infants and toddlers?  But… (next point)

Southern Village Pediatric Dentistry Waiting Room

A shot of the waiting room

Learning #3:  There is a difference. The experience alone says it all. So we went to the Chapel Hill Southern Village Pediatric Dentristy, and their office had a waiting room filled with toys and a tree with colorful things hanging from it (Their office website pictures don’t do it justice — I must make a mental note to bring the camera next time). Then they took us to a private room, which was filled more with toys and books than dental instruments.  It looked like a playroom with toothbrushes and a computer, instead of a dentist’s office with toys.  It was the friendliest set-up I’ve seen.  You couldn’t hear what was happening in the other rooms too, so it wasn’t scary in the slightest.

There wasn’t even a dentist’s chair.  When it was time to brush Sam’s teeth, the office assistant made me sit on one ottoman while she sat opposite me on the other, and she put this nicely soft smaller version of a changing mat on our laps.  We were suddenly a makeshift dental chair for people 3ft and below (I wish I had a picture!).  Sam didn’t complain — in fact she willingly opened her mouth to get it brushed, and then flossed.  Apparently, we must floss toddler teeth at least once a day (did you know that?).

Then the dentist came in to count her teeth, check for cavities and put a fluoride coating with what looked like a paintbrush.  They constantly engaged her in what they’re doing in an effort to keep her calm.  Sam cried more because her playtime was disrupted, than from anything they did to her.  After, we were declared cavity-free, and Sam received her toothbrush, toothpaste, a sticker, and a rubber toy fish.  She also got her name on a leaf — which she hung on the office cavity-free tree as we walked out.

I think I only started to have a good experience with my dentist in 2005.  I was 28, and I never took home a rubber toy fish.

Learning #4:  Positive associations last. I was told that a pediatric dentist in Manila said it’s okay for a child to scream after being pinned down on a first visit.  According to my source, her daughter was traumatized by the experience.  Of course it’s not okay!  There is something in that little brain of theirs that will re-trigger the memory or the feeling, and then you are screwed for life.  I think that’s what happened to me.  Conversely, Sam said to me as we paid the bill, “did you have fun at the dentist Mommy?”, which by her sentence structuring standards, meant it was a pleasant experience after all.

I realize that here, the doctors, dentists and nurses make such a conscious effort to ensure the children aren’t anxious or scared from their visits, no matter what procedure is done.  It is light and fun and easy and not just a routine on another client.  They treat the kids like little people (as it should be!), and don’t just talk above their heads to their parents, which is how I feel a lot of the practicioners back home do it.

There is a lot to be learned from a pediatric dental visit, even for mommies like me.  Well, there’s always a first time for everything.

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