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Sleep Training // Is It Harmful?

August 2, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com 1 Comment

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Sleep training is definitely a hot button topic.  Whether you’re all for sleep training or adamantly against it, you’ve probably felt judged at some point, which leaves you feeling like you have to defend your decision to some parent who is in the other camp.

If you’ve been reading my blog a while, you know that I’m pro sleep training but I don’t believe that it is right for every family.  I’ve always said that if what you’re doing is working for you, then by all means continue.  If you’re happy and the baby is happy and you aren’t walking around like a zombie from lack of sleep then go about your business.  But if you’re miserable, cranky and at your wits end, then perhaps sleep training is something you may want to look into.

There are a lot of misconceptions out there about sleep training.  Allow me to go over some of the ones I’ve encountered:

MYTH: All methods of sleep training involve letting your child cry.  FACT: This simply isn’t true.  There are a variety of methods and some of them don’t involve crying.

MYTH: The methods that do involve crying, require you to leave your child in their room until they either cry themselves to sleep or throw up from screaming so much.  FACT: I have literally never encountered a sleep training method that involved putting your baby to bed and leaving and not going back in no matter how long they cry.  This, to me is neglect.  The methods that involve crying, have the parents going back in frequently to check on and reassure the baby.

MYTH: Letting your baby cry causes brain damage.  FACT:  This isn’t true.  Severe neglect in infants leads to their brains not developing the way they should, but allowing them to cry while they learn to self sooth, is in no way going to lead to brain damage. (1)

MYTH: Sleep training will alter your baby’s personality or lead to personality disorders later in life. FACT: There hasn’t been any research to back this up.  In fact, if your child is sleeping better and more rested they are likely to be much more pleasant and cheerful, then they would otherwise be, which in turn leads to an increase in family well-being. (1)

MYTH: Sleep training increases the risk of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome (SIDS).  FACT: Sleep training has not been linked to SIDS, however bed sharing/co-sleeping has and I did a whole post about that, which can be found here.

So now that we have debunked some myths, I will say that not all sleep training methods are suitable for all children.  You have to find the one that works best for your family.  The Journal of Sleep did a review of the 52 best sleep studies and found that there were no differences in the effectiveness in the leading sleep training methods and furthermore none of the studies identified adverse secondary effects of participating in a sleep training program. (1)  With that said however, there will always be instances where sleep training could be harmful.  The following except from a developmental psychologist and one of the authors of the book Bedtiming, addresses this issue:

“It depends because some kids are particularly sensitive to separations; it depends because parents can get so resentful of failed attempts at sleep training that they treat the child poorly and that, in turn, has detrimental effects (and we can’t tease apart these effects from the amount of crying the child is doing); it depends because some children’s crying, even the most minimal amounts, sends some vulnerable women into a tailspin of postpartum depression and we know that’s not good for kids in the long run; it depends because some children become physiologically so aroused when they cry that they vomit or hyperventilate and, well, that’s not good for some kids either; it depends because some children cry MORE when they’re being rocked to sleep by well-intentioned parents than they would if they were left alone and ignoring that need that some kids have to be left alone (which they can’t articulate) may actually be equally detrimental to some kids; it depends because many couples go through significant marital conflict when it comes to deciding how long to let their baby cry and marital conflict has repeatedly and consistently been found to have long-term negative consequences for children. So… how would you tease out whether it was the length of crying during sleep training or the marital conflict about the crying that made the biggest dent in a child’s developmental outcomes? (You COULD do it, but the study would be very complex and it hasn’t been conducted yet). So, yeah, it depends (and I could go on for much longer about all the factors that make this seemingly simple question so very, very complex).” (2)

Baring abnormal circumstances, sleep training of any form is actually beneficial. (1)  This, article by Rachel from My Baby Sleep Guide, does a really good job at summarizing the previous research around what is arguably the most controversial form of sleep training; The Cry It Out Method.

So as you can see, the research shows that sleep training isn’t detrimental however, that doesn’t mean that every single parent should sleep train.  Every parent needs to make this decision for themselves.  If one method isn’t working for them, or they think it’s having a negative effect on their child, then they should stop, take a break and try something else.  No matter what you or anyone decides, there shouldn’t be any judgement involved.  Parenting is hard enough, without also being judged by some other parent that thinks they know what’s best for your family and your child.  My advice is this; even if you adamantly disagree with someone else’s parenting choice, you should just agree to disagree and support each other in your decisions.

1. Mindell, J. A., Kuhn, B., Lewin, D. S., Meltzer, L. J., & Sadeh, A. (2006). Behavioral Treatment of Bedtime Problems and Night Wakings in Infants and Young Children. Sleep , 1263-1276.

2. Granic, Isabela. (2009, June 19). What are the long-term outcomes of letting your baby cry while sleep-training? Retrieved 8 2, 2013, from Child of Mind: Developmental Science and Everyday Parenting: http://bedtiming.typepad.com/bed-timing/2009/06/what-are-the-longterm-outcomes-of-letting-your-baby-cry-while-sleeptraining.html (SCROLL DOWN FOR ARTICLE)

Filed Under: Sleep training Tagged With: baby, cry it out, education, infant, myths, parenting, sleep, sleep habits, sleep training

For Your Reading Pleasure // How to Talk to Little Girls

July 20, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com Leave a Comment

Lisa Bloom

We live in a world full of gender stereotypes.  Even before our children are born, the way they are meant to fit into and experience the world is dictated for them.  Little girls are ‘pretty princesses’ and little boys are ‘big and strong.’  Girls get inundated with pink, while boys get blue.  Girls get dolls, and boys get trucks.  It goes on and on.  This article by Lisa Bloom touches on one half of an issue that has been weighing heavily on my mind.

I’m extremely sensitive to gender stereotypes, primarily in how they affect the station of women in society.  I wholeheartedly agree with the point that Bloom is making.  We need to engage the minds’ of our girls and stop putting so much focus on the superficial.  However, I also believe that it’s important for little girls to hear that they are beautiful, especially since we live in a society that is constantly telling them that they will never be pretty enough.  So how do we strike this balance?  How do we instill in our daughters the truth of their beauty without making it the focal point of their lives?  Women are often lead to believe that they can be either beautiful or smart, but almost never both.  How can we break down these notions?

I mentioned earlier that this article only touches on one half of the issue at hand, and I said that because it fails to touch on how we talk to little boys.  This to me is crucial.  Not only will the battle for true equality never be won unless men are advocating for it just as fiercely as women are, but we are also sending our boys many messages about their own roles and the roles of their sisters in this world.  When we tell a little boy that he runs like a girl, we are really telling him that girls are ‘less than’.  When we tell our sons that big boys don’t cry, we’re really telling him that emotions are not a part of being a man.  The messages we send to boys are just as dangerous and insidious as the ones we are sending to girls, maybe even more so, since this is still a male dominated society.

The answer lies, in part, in actively engaging our children in discourse about the world around them and the messages that society is sending them.  We can’t shield them from the world or prevent them from being bombarded by these messages or even stop them from absorbing our own flaws.  What we can do is teach them to process all the information around them and to think about what they are taking in rather than mindlessly letting these things penetrate their consciousness.  I can ask my son what he thinks about when the phrase, ‘you blank like a girl’, is used, and we can discuss its intricacies and the effect they have on the people that hear them.  If I’m ever blessed with a daughter, I can sit down with her to talk about self worth and the idea of beauty and how it isn’t really what society wants us to believe it is.  I can also accept Lisa Bloom’s challenge to leave the superficial out when talking to little girls I meet, but I also leave you with a challenge of my own:  Let’s try to elevate the conversation with any children we meet, not just girls.  When we meet little boys, lets talk to them about something other than their Spider-man pajamas or their train collection.  Instead let us engage our children in a higher level of discourse and by doing so empower the next generation to bring about lasting change to the benefit of society and the world.

So go read this.

Filed Under: For Your Reading Pleasure, Stereotypes Tagged With: article, boys, children, for your reading pleasure, gender stereotypes, girls, parenting, social discourse, society, stereotype

For Your Reading Pleasure // I Read All The Baby Sleep Books

June 1, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com Leave a Comment

Ava Neyer

This post by Ava Neyer touches on how confusing and frustrating infant sleep patterns can be and the advice out there isn’t much clearer.  You can basically find something to support any field of thought on infant sleep if you dig deep enough.  I’ve heard a lot of people say that their babies “just aren’t good sleepers.”  While, this may be true in some instances, unless you’re willing to try a lot of different methods, you shouldn’t put the blame on your baby like that. If your baby isn’t responding well to one method, move on to another and if that doesn’t work try something else and so on.  There are so many varied methods of sleep training that you should be able to find one that works for you and your baby.  Don’t give up.

So read this.

On another note, I am once again going out of town.  This time I am heading north to the tiny and lovely town of Eliot, Maine to spend a week with my parents before we all head back to the D.C. area for my younger brother’s wedding.  I will be taking Asher with me, but sadly Rafaan, can’t spare the vacation days so it will be my first time flying alone with the babe.  While, I’m going to miss my hubs immensely, I’m so thankful to him for understanding my need to spend quality time with my parents and giving me his blessing to take his son away from him for a whole week.  I do not think I’d be able to do the same if our roles were reversed.  He truly is the better half of us.

Needless to say, posting may be light while I’m away, but I promise to document our trip thoroughly.   I have a lot of requested posts that I am currently working on in draft form in the queue.  So, if you’ve requested a certain topic, rest assured it’s coming and thank you for your patience.

Filed Under: For Your Reading Pleasure, My life Tagged With: article, baby, infant, parenting, sleep, sleep training, travel

For Your Listening Pleasure // Parents’ Saliva On Pacifiers Could Ward Off Baby’s Allergies

May 18, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com 2 Comments

Rob Stein

 

Perhaps not washing Asher’s pacifier every time it hits the floor is actually helping his immune system.  Listen to this pod cast to hear all about it.  I wouldn’t get extreme about this, I mean, I’m not going to suck on Asher’s pacifier and give it right back to him if it falls on a public restroom floor, but if it’s my dining room floor, why not?  I would be interested in more studies like this being done to find out whether or not this claim holds up.  In any case, it seems that Asher has ditched his pacifier and upgraded to his thumb, which is constantly touching the floor anyway.  

Go listen to this.  

Filed Under: For Your Reading Pleasure Tagged With: babies, immune system, pacifier, parenting, pod cast

A Love Like No Other

May 15, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com 11 Comments

Everyone told me that having a baby would truly show me what it meant to love.  That nothing would compare and that the love I would feel for that tiny bundle would be like nothing I had ever felt before.  When I was pregnant with Asher I knew I loved him, I could feel him inside me and as he grew so did my love for the tiny stranger within me.  Once he was born I stared into his eyes and I loved him even more, but I didn’t exactly think that what I was feeling was something new or unfamiliar.  I loved him, but I felt it was the same depth of love that I felt for my husband, parents, family and dearest friends.  I felt I had been deceived in some way, or that the reality of the feelings that I would have for my son was blown out of proportion.  Like it was a story that parents told other parents because it sounded romantic.

Slowly and almost imperceptibly at first that love grew.  The more I got to know my little boy, the more my heart swelled with love for him.  One day as I looked at his tiny face I was suddenly struck by the enormity of the feelings that I felt for him.  I could hardly comprehend the power of my love for this perfect soul.  To love someone so completely is something I have never experienced.  I ache every time I see my nose and his father’s lips together on his face.  Sometimes I literally can not get close enough to him.  I want to inhale him and soak him up.  I want to bottle the way his skin feels under my finger tips and the way he smells in the grey early morning light, so that years from now, when he is grown, I can be brought back and remember them as vividly as I am experiencing them now.

He is growing so fast, I feel like this precious time with him is slipping away.  This time when I am the center of his world.  I have never wanted to be the center of anyone’s world, but now that I am, I savor the weight of it.  In just one month he will start on solid food and I suspect that will be the first step towards him gaining his independence.  I want that for him.  I want him to grow up and to leave the nest and to get married and to have babies of his own, but it still aches.  The thought of him leaving.  He will only be a baby for a year.  One, single short year and then he’ll be a toddler, a little boy, a teenager, a man and I won’t be able to sneak into his room at night just to gaze at him and savor the sweet sounds of his breath.  That year is nearly half gone already and I can’t seem to comprehend how that even happened.  Every day the depth of my feelings for him grows stronger.  I already struggle to understand the vastness of how I feel for him and I know that there is no way to even fathom what my love will be for him in 2 days, 2 weeks, 2 years, 2 decades.  I feel so incredibly humbled that I get to know this bright soul before anyone else does.  I don’t always cherish the moments I have with him.  When I’m up with him at 4 a.m. or when he spits up down my shirt I think about how I can’t wait for him to outgrow this stage, too just be a little bit older. But when he’s nursing and gazing at me with those slate grey eyes, I know that I want to hold on to these fleeting second for eternity.  I can’t though.  I blink and they’re gone, soon to become distant fading memories, clouded by the onslaught of time.  My yucky, sticky, sweet, happy little boy.  

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Filed Under: My life Tagged With: baby, infant, love, mama's boy, mother, motherhood, parenting, precious child, precious soul, reflection, time, treasure

For Your Reading Pleasure // Have American Parents Got It All Backwards?

May 11, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com Leave a Comment

Christine Gross-Loh

I firmly agree with this article by Christine Gross-Loh.  As Americans most of us are far too over protective of our children and I think it is doing them a disservice.  Children need to be allowed the freedom to experience the world relatively untethered.  If you’re constantly following your child around making sure they don’t fall down and get hurt, how will they ever learn to be respect the laws of nature?  They’ll keep flinging themselves down stairs and off of furniture  because they have been taught that you will always catch them, they aren’t learning that their actions have consequences.  They aren’t learning to be cautious.  I can remember my dad teaching me to use a kitchen knife when I was 4 or 5 years old.  A few years ago I asked my parents how they could be so relaxed about my brothers and I running around the jungle wielding machetes, especially since they had no idea where we were at any given moment.  My dad replied that they knew we viewed the machetes as tools and not weapons.  We respected the tool and weren’t reckless with it.

I want to channel that little nugget of parenting wisdom.  I really hope I can give my own children a childhood as amazing as the one my parents gave me. This article only confirms my assertion at the importance of having a global vision.

So read this.

Filed Under: For Your Reading Pleasure Tagged With: article, children, freedom, global, parent, parenting, parenting style, parenting tips, perspective

For Your Reading Pleasure // Precious Treasure

May 4, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com Leave a Comment

UHJ
The below quote really resonated with me.  Children are our future and we need to guard them fiercely.  Too often is the value that children bring to society forgotten.  The littlest members of our lives carry the keys to our future.  We need to not only see them but also HEAR them.  They are a precious treasure. There is no screening process to be parents but the way this sacred role is carried out shapes the world we live in.
 
I hope you enjoy the following as much I did:
 
“Children are the most precious treasure a community can possess, for in them are the promise and guarantee of the future. They bear the seeds of the character of future society which is largely shaped by what the adults constituting the community do or fail to do with respect to children. They are a trust no community can neglect with impunity. An all-embracing love of children, the manner of treating them, the quality of attention shown them, the spirit of adult behavior toward them – – these are all among the vital aspects of the requisite attitude. Love demands discipline, the courage to accustom children to hardship, not to indulge their whims or leave them entirely to their own devices. An atmosphere needs to be maintained in which children feel that they belong to the community and share in its purpose.”
 
– Universal House of Justice,  Ridván Message, 2000

Filed Under: For Your Reading Pleasure Tagged With: children, parenting, treasure

Growing up Global

May 3, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com 2 Comments

My mom is British and my dad is American but I spent my childhood surrounded by the dense jungles of the Federated States of Micronesia.  My dad was stationed there as a physician for the public health service.  My brothers and I had care free upbringings consisting of swimming in the turquoise waters of the pacific ocean, foraging for tropical fruit and running through the underbrush wielding machetes.  We also traveled a lot, visiting places like Papua New Guinea, Pakistan, China and Bali.  We rarely traveled like tourists, instead we saw the places we went the way the locals did, in large part due to the fact that we were often visiting people we knew.  When I was 12, my parents and I along with my uncle were smuggled past armed guards into an Afghanistan refugee camp in Peshawar to visit some friends.  The fact that they had three young children never daunted my parents and never stopped them from exposing us to the world that we live in.

My childhood was wonderful, idyllic really, but growing up in the way I did meant that I was always seen as, or felt like, an outsider no matter where I went. The color of my skin made me a minority in Micronesia and the way I saw the world made me one in the United States. I had a global perspective without really understanding that such a thing was a rarity.

My family lived in a small cinder block house with a tin roof, which was practically a mansion by comparison to some of the island dwellings.  Men wore loin cloths and the women were topless. There was one paved road and naked children ran around the streets.  I have lost count of the number of stitches I’ve had, due in no small part to the aforementioned machete wielding.  When jungle fires raged through the brown grasses during the dry season we played in the ashes and listened to the exploding banana trees.  When the monsoon rains hit in the wet season we body surfed the rapids of flooded streams and tried not to drown.  During the typhoons my dad would board up the windows, while my younger brother and I snuck out to jump into the ferocious winds amidst flying coconuts.  This was the world I lived in.  Pop culture and the trappings of the western world were lost on me.

When my family moved back to the United States when I was 15 there was a lot of culture shock.  Even my parents felt the effects, while my brothers and I struggled to cope and assimilate.  I was a fast study or maybe just a good actor.  I quickly adapted to my surroundings and learnt that it wasn’t socially acceptable to be barefoot and that climbing trees often freaked people out. The whole time I kept my knowledge of the wider world close to my heart.  Willing myself to remember the reality of things and not to get swept away by the enticing currents of a material society.

Seven years  after returning to America I moved to Israel for work after finishing college.  I remember feeling like I was at last getting back to my roots.  I guess there is a comfort in not fully belonging somewhere.  There is a certain freedom in being an outsider.

The night I arrived in Haifa I met the man I would end up marrying only 6 months later.  We recognized in each other a common story. He was born in Iran but due to religious persecution his family had to flee the country when he was only 5 months old.  For the next year or so they lived in Pakistan while they waited for their refugee status to go through so they could move to the United States.  Once in the US they moved around quite a bit before finally settling in Texas. We both knew what it was like to be suspended between cultures, between worlds, to never fully belong.

photo credit: Negeen Sobhani Photography

photo credit: Negeen Sobhani Photography

Getting married was another culture shock.  My husband realized that he was more Persian that he thought he was and I realized that I was less American than I had come to believe.  We adjusted and ultimately we grew closer together.  Now, after 5 years of marriage we have started our next great adventure: parenthood.

Our experiences both separate and shared have shaped the way we parent our son.  We are generally very relaxed as parents and especially so for being new parents.  We both realize that children are far more resilient than this society would have you believe.  When my son’s pacifier falls on the floor, I often just give it right back to him.  Being relaxed doesn’t mean that we’re push overs. It just means that we try not to sweat the small stuff.

I want my children to have a global vision, to see the world beyond the small bubble they inhabit and to understand that their actions can have far reaching consequences. I want to accustom them to hardship.  In fact I believe that to do otherwise would be to do them a disservice.  I hope to raise our sons to be fierce advocates for the equality of men and women.  I hope to raise our daughters to be fully aware of their value and self worth.  I want our children to be world citizens and to be honest, I’m not entirely sure how I’m going to go about doing that while living here, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out.  I do know that the key is service. When children are allowed to be of service to someone else it opens their eyes to the wider world around them.

Filed Under: My life Tagged With: baby, Federated Stated of Micronesia, global citizen, Iran, Israel, parenting, Persian, raising children, third culture

The Most Rewarding

April 30, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com 8 Comments

Almost every time I tell anyone that being a stay at home mom is the hardest thing I have ever done, they immediately reply with “but also the most rewarding, right?”.  To which I generally say “yes, of course!”  However, I am always left feeling guilty because deep down I’m not sure I see it that way.  Maybe I need to redefine my definition of rewarding.

Don’t get me wrong.  I LOVE being a mom.  It is my biggest dream come true, but when I think of something being rewarding, I don’t generally envision changing diapers, being covered in spit-up, sleep deprivation and going days without any meaningful adult interaction, instead I think of having a career I’m passionate about.  Curing cancer would be rewarding.  Establishing public health practices in under served communities would be rewarding.

I love the fact that I get to be present for all of Asher’s firsts.  His first smile, his first laugh, first roll, etc.  Is being a stay at home mom really the ‘most rewarding’ though?  Not really.  At least not yet, not for me.  It is hard work.  It is lonely.  It is testing.  Sure it can be deeply rewarding in the sense that I have brought this amazing soul into this world, but I wouldn’t classify it as the most rewarding.  The most important? Yes.  The most rewarding? Not yet.  Maybe this will change, after all my son is only four months old. I just think it’s important to be honest about these things, because if I’m feeling them, then someone else is too. There is too much of a culture of shame in the parenting community.  It’s almost as though parents aren’t allowed to complain about how hard it can get, without also reaffirming how amazing it is and sometimes all this ‘putting our best feet forward’ is exhausting and leaves everyone feeling like they aren’t doing as good of a job as someone else.

I wish more parents would talk about the challenges they face or the tests they endure rather than always presenting their lives as perfect packages filled with rainbows, ribbons and professional looking photographs of gourmet meals that they post on pinterest.  Let’s have a balanced perspective please.  Yes, being a mom is wonderful and fulfilling in ways I never imagined and I am so thankful every single day for being able to take on this role, but if you drop by unannounced, you will find my house in various stages of disorder and chaos.  The bed won’t be made, there will be a laundry basket of clean clothes that has been sitting in the living room for days waiting to be folded, baby clothes, pacifiers and tissues will be strewn about the house and don’t even ask when the last time the house was vacuumed.  My son will generally be smiling after having just completed his most recent abstract expressionism masterpiece consisting of curdled sour milk spit-up in my hair, seriously, I don’t even bother to change into clean clothes most of the time because there is just no point.  Being a parent is the best thing I have ever done but it has yet to be the most rewarding and that’s okay, it doesn’t make me any less of a great mom.

Filed Under: My life Tagged With: baby, children, culture of shame, mom, mommyhood, mother, motherhood, parenting, pinterest, rewarding, son

A Lesson in Detachment

April 25, 2013 by lauren.anvari@gmail.com Leave a Comment

Holding Asher skin to skin when he was running a fever after having his 4 month vaccinations

Almost immediately after Asher was born I began to see the world in a very different light.  All of a sudden I saw the danger in everything and I was confronted with just how fragile this physical existence is.

Do any of you ever picture escape scenarios if something were to occur to endanger your life?  Say for example, I’m driving over a bridge, I have always thought about what I would do to escape the car if the bridge were to collapse.  You know, break the glass or roll down the window and swim to safety.  In all these envisioned scenarios I can see myself having a chance of surviving and making it to safety, however now that I have a baby I realize that we probably won’t survive because the darn car seat is like a venus fly trap.

Seriously, being a mom has filled my head with morbid thoughts.  Every time my child is out of my sight, I imagine everything that could go wrong.  I can really understand why some parents become over protective and compulsive about checking on their kids.  The reality is, the world can be a big and dangerous place and for the first time I truly understand what people are talking about when they say that ‘to have a child is to live the rest of your life with your heart outside of your body’.  I try to balance thinking rationally with listening to my gut while having these DANGER signs flashing  before my eyes at every turn.  Let me tell you, it’s not always easy to navigate.

In general I try to be a pretty calm mother.  I don’t want to be smothering.  I want my children to be free to learn about the world they live in, even if that means stumbling and falling sometimes.  I want to guide them to be active participants of their surrounds, rather than just mindlessly absorbing everything around them.  All of this is really easy to say, but it can be incredibly hard to put into practice.  To be a mother means to practice detachment every. single. day.

Filed Under: My life Tagged With: baby, danger, detachment, fragile life, mom, morbid, mother, parenting, sick baby, world

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