Monday, March 29, 2010

Adaptation


"How do you carry her around???" That's usually the first question friends/family/complete strangers want to know about me being a mom. The answer is:

I don't! That's what strollers/Daddy/Grandma are for!

I mean, really! Look at those chubby thighs! At nearly 17 lbs, the kid already weighs a fifth of my total weight. She's half as long as me. Granted, I carried an extra 22 lbs being pregnant, but it's completely different when the little person can actually squirm around and reach out of your arms.

So, I've had to adapt.

I loved the newborn stage because I really did carry her around quite a bit. I could carry her around the house, get her out of her crib easily, and I never worried about dropping her. Now, I worry constantly that she'll struggle right out of my arms and onto the floor, and CPS will come knocking at my door. (Please, readers, do not call CPS on me--I still carry her around the house, but I'm much more focused and careful now.)

Like any mom, strollers have been a major blessing in my life. The first five months, Claire slept in her Stokke stroller at Grandma's. (We were at Grandma's a lot) It was easy to lift her out by myself, because it was basically just a very tall bassinet. Ever since she was born we've also been using the Graco Snap N Go because it's easy to plop the carseat right into it, and it's so lightweight, a child could put it in the trunk of the car. The umbrella stroller is a must have for walks around the neighborhood, to get the mail, and to bring Claire out to the car when I have to go out with her alone. I love my strollers because they give me independence.

I still envy moms who can easily swing their kid from hip to hip while swiping their credit card at the grocery store. But hey, at least I won't get back problems, right? So, while I can't easily carry my baby in my arms, I do hold her in them every day, on my lap, comfortably reclined on the couch.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

This Abled Mom


Hi. My name is Jackie, and I'm "This Abled Mom."


When I found out I was pregnant, like any normal person, I ran to the Internet for all the answers to my many questions and concerns. Smart, huh? I found some helpful, some crazy, and some pretty common-sense answers to most of my concerns. But there was a void of information for "differently-abled", "handicapped", and dare I say, "disabled" mothers.


My search for "disabled mother/parent/parenting, etc." always ended in page after page of help and information for parents of disabled children. What about the help for disabled parents? I found there was little, if any, out there (on the web).
Maybe I should start a conversation, I thought. I'll share what I find works (yay strollers!) and what doesn't (baby bjorns, bummer!) for me. And maybe others will share their tips for making motherhood a little easier, whether you're disabled, differently abled, of perfectly-abled.

So here I am. This my story. I hope it helps someone out there with theirs.