Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Going Vegan Part 5: Vegan Parenting

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Today is the final post in a series on my vegan life. I thought I would close out this topic by sharing a little bit about our journey into vegan parenting.

After nine long months she was here. Cordelia was born into this world, making Eric and I parents, vegan parents. I celebrated her birth with a gargantuan veggie burger and a plate of fries (I had contacted the hospital in advance to ensure that they'd have vegan food options). Vegan parenting was easy.

When people ask me if our girls have always been vegan I hesitate. Technically they haven't. I nursed Cordelia and am nursing Elise. I suppose any animal product (mother's milk included) is not vegan. So I kind of say yes and no. Other than nursing, both girls have been vegan since inception.

The first couple of years as a vegan parent are so easy if you are able to breastfeed (finding vegan formula is another issue that I have no experience with). You simply make a gradual transition from nursing to feeding fruits, veggies, grains, etc. Vegan babies start out pretty much the same as other kids. I also give Cordelia vegan multivitamins.

I think things only started to get a bit more complicated around the two year mark. Cordelia started to ask questions about why she was/ was not allowed to eat certain foods. It was around this time that we explained the term herbivore, omnivore, carnivore (thanks to Dinosaur Train for a few episodes on Netflix that helped further explain this). Once she grasped that concept we simply explained to her that we were herbivores. For a time that was explanation enough.

Eventually though, she wanted to know why other people in her life weren't herbivores like her. Eric and I did not want to create any sense of separation or self-righteousness in our girl. We simply explained that some people were omnivores and carnivores. She asked about it in the same way she worked through the process of figuring out who is a boy and who is a girl. A lot of repetition as she wrapped her mind around things.

Eric and I have completely refrained from sharing animal right's propaganda with her. She is very little and Eric and I want to protect her innocence for as long as humanly possible. A typical question and answer session will go like this:
Cordelia: Can I have that (non-vegan food item)?
Me: Nope. It's not vegan.
C: Why?
Me: It has cow milk
C: We don't eat cow milk?
Me: Nope. We get to have soy, rice, almond milk!
C: Why don't we have cow milk?
Me: Cow milk is for baby cows.
C: Oh

While most days require little more effort than that there are other considerations....

1) School: Cordelia started preschool last fall. While is is just a handful of hours a week and includes no meals they do have snack time. I met with her school in advance and we discussed the issue at length. With so many food allergies around they didn't even bat an eye at our diet and they treat it like an allergy. I bring in snacks and vegan milk for her. She knows her food is different and that is no problem as I got her gooood snacks. I also provided the school with vegan cookies for special treat days. I gave the staff instructions to share her snacks with anyone who was interested, so other kids often have the same treat as her.

We are still not sure what her schooling situation will be when she is ready for kindergarten, but if she finds herself in public schools she and eventually Elise too, will have awesome lunches packed daily. Yes, it is more effort, but vegan or not I like knowing that I am giving my family healthy food and I don't mind taking a few extra minutes to ensure that it happens.

2) Parties: I have discussed this here before, but it bears repeating. When I was pregnant with Cordelia I decided that I had to learn how to bake as a vegan. I cannot sing the praises of this book enough. I also discovered this product, one box lasts forever and will change vegan baking for you!

I have taught myself how to bake well. Now, when there is a party or event where I know there will be sweets I plan ahead and bring cupcakes, cookies, whatever. Naturally I check in with the host of the party to make sure that it is OK. I make sure the food matches with the party theme (no pink cupcakes for a pirate themed b-day party) and I bring enough for everyone. It doesn't just happen with baking, I will bring good food to any food related event. I have always left these types of events with at least a few people asking for recipes! Cordelia doesn't feel like the odd one out (if there is something non-vegan that she does want I just re-direct her to my awesome food).

3) Clothes: Sigh. Most kids clothes are vegan, but tap shoes, ballet shoes...well you have to just thank your lucky stars for the internet.

4) Vaccinations: To put it simply, vaccines are not vegan. Eric and I decided that we would vaccinate our girls in spite of this fact. How could we live with ourselves if our girls died from a preventable illness? While we hope that there will be alternatives in the future it just wasn't an option for us and we hadn't even considered that issue before pregnancy.

5) Products: There are tons of vegan products out there from diapers to body washes. Some cost a bit more (like a buck or two, it is no big deal), but tend to be of higher quality and have fewer terrifying ingredients.

6) Older Kids: We have yet to cross that bridge as we are parenting a 3 year old and an infant, but I know that there will be highs and lows. We will gradually let our kids know a bit more about the meat and dairy industry (protecting their innocence as long as possible), giving them an insight into our choices. Ultimately they will choose to continue or discontinue a vegan life (after they leave our house) and we can only hope that we have raised them to share in our beliefs.

Do you have any questions? I'd be happy to answer them.

ALSO! Don't forget to stop by tomorrow for a big announcement or two (no, I am not pregnant)!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

A Wonderful Day

Yesterday was a really good day...well with the exception of my doctor telling me not to count on a baby this week. His actual words were "She's still in Timbuktu." I am not really sure what that means, but this is coming from the "You're locked and loaded" guy, so I won't really try and break down the meanings of the strange things he says.

Anyway...

Yesterday was quite lovely. My parents called me late in the morning and invited me on a picnic at the waterfall. Truthfully they invited Bumblebee, but she couldn't go (she was in trouble) so I went in her place. My parents seemed to accept the substitute, although my dad was visibly disappointed to miss out on any Bumblebee time.

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My beautiful mom on our picnic.

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My dad managed to have a nice time even though Miss Bumblebee wasn't there.

The weather was perfect, not too hot and not too cool. The only distraction came when we could hear the trail maintenance folk pumping the outhouse...and they were gagging. Thankfully it was out of sight and happened after we'd finished our meal and were just chatting.

After lunch I went for a little drive with my mom and then ended up back at my house. Eric got to work from home in the afternoon. When Bumblebee heard our car pull into the driveway at an earlier than usual time she sprung up and went bolting to meet Eric, but she'd been asleep and didn't quite have control of her body. She went flying across the linoleum in the kitchen and rammed into the cupboards, but it didn't phase her. She was at the back door eagerly wagging and waiting for Eric to enter.

Later we decided it was time to take Bumblebee for a walk by the river right at sunset. It was absolutely beautiful, the sun was setting, the clouds of mosquitoes glittered (OK that maybe was a bit-o-sarcasm). Once we dodged the mosquitoes it was quite a lovely evening.

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We spotted this abandoned boat along the river's edge.

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Here I am showing off one of the three outfits that still comfortably fit me, this is the infamous maternity muumuu.

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My handsome husband. I love him a lot!

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It was just a perfect kind of day.

Friday, November 2, 2007

Treasure

When I was a little girl I became infected with an obsession for horses. I don't know why this phenomenon is fairly unique to girls, but many a little girl has been fascinated by horses. I don't know if it is their long hair or what, but one thing is certain I loooved them. I was so crazy for horses that I tried to braid horse hair into my own hair in something like a glorified rat tail (remember I was a child in the 1980s).


I used to daydream about unicorns and Pegasuses taking me to some magical land. For some reason I always felt that horses could talk, a feeling that has really persisted into my adult life.


My parents were working hard to get through school and make a life for us. Naturally this meant that they were in no situation to buy a horse for me. They did try to cater to my dream in various ways. For instance they hired someone to teach me about horses once a week for a few months in Jr. high. They bought me horse toys for birthdays and Christmas. They also purchased this necklace for me. I can't say that I remember the exact moment I got this necklace, but it has always been a treasured item. I have carried this necklace with me through a dozen moves and several states. Something about this necklace has resonated with me throughout my whole life. I think that it reminds me of the dreams that I had and parents who did their best to nurture them.





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