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Identity in flux

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I have written a bit about my conflict in my identity between my more groomed defined sense of self and my more free flowing sense of self.

I feel two changes are imminent.

One: I want to dreadlock my hair. Which for anyone who knows me, they would be rather surprised by this. However, I have a long standing tradition of changing my hair when I go through personal change, and I don’t want to cut it all off or dye it. And I want my hair to say something about who I am and the choices I make in a bold kind of way – not in a trying to hide behind elegance kind of way. I am quite concerned about how the IL’s will respond – which in a sense is what is driving this idea. I feel like by making my hair into dreadlocks I am saying “eff you”. I guess I have to figure out what else I could do to achieve the same effect. I know that breastfeeding my son in their company would have the same effect – but I do not feel comfortable using DS like that. I want this to be about me.

Two: I am looking into starting Nia dance. I have always longed to dance and loved folk dancing as a child. I wanted to do ballet, but was given Eurythmy instead. So, now I am going to try Nia and see if I can overcome my huge insecurity when it comes to moving to music in the presence of others.

Yay me – life is happening.


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The cuter side of being a toddler

Only I didnt have to bend

Only I didn't have to bend

Yes, it does exit.

As I write now, my son is outside blowing bubbles into his paddling pool through a shower hose that we replaced. His father taught him to do that. And while it originally reminded him of the jacuzzi at my parents house that he definitely did not like when turned on, he has now become completely entranced with his ability to make bubbles come out of the water by blowing.

He is also the master of climbing – anything and everything he can. Chairs, sofa’s beds, table tennis tables, into and out of his pram/stroller, into and out of the bath. He has also gotten it right when it comes to pushing a chair next to the table to get up on the table when he wants the candles or my mug of coffee.

Our morning routine has changed a bit. He has moved on from greeting himsef in the mirror. He is too quick as he toddles past it and on up the steps out into his new day. He also joins me for breakfast now – when he is in the mood.

He has also discovered his play clothes, made for him by his grandmother (my mum). He loves draping them over his head,over the cat, over the dog, over either me or DH, dipping them in his paddling pool – he just loves them.

Oh, and my more conservative side breathed a sigh of relief when we found a way to work together this morning. As I hung the clothes, DS would help me by passing the clothing from the laundry basket to me so that I could hang it on the line. I was so encouraged that he did want to help, with the idea that he can start taking some responsibility being in the back of my mind for some time now. It was a game for him, and a help to me.

Other than that?

We are managing to keep our garden alive and out water consumption down as I traipse through the house with bucket loads of water after a bath. And did I mention that DS loves his paddling pool? (Which also waters the garden)

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Do you swallow your toothpaste?

Do you know how PPM of flouride are in your toothpaste? And what it means if you swallow that much flouride?

Do you know how PPM of flouride are in your toothpaste? And what it means if you swallow that much flouride?

I have had this in the back of my mind for some time – the idea that flouride is something I want to avoid.

Being the human being that I am, I have avoided looking into it too carefully, as I just could not bear finding out that my water is flouridated and I have no way of removing it short of reverse osmosis water filtration for all water….. and worrying about my plants that are being watered with flouride and what that means about their overall ntritional levels. Not a very good strategy – yet it has kept my worry levels down.

Until yesterday.

Hillel found our toothpaste and ate some of it. And I really freaked out. I remembered something about not swallowing it and it being potentially lethal if swallowed.

Some googling later, I was convinced that under no circumstances will I have toothpaste with flouride in our home.

The toothpaste we were using has 1450 parts per million (ppm). Which is a very toxic amount.

I also found out that our water is not flouridated and that Israel is undecided about whether to move forward with flouridation or not. I personally am very relieved that this has not been adopted here. We have naturally occuringflouride at 0.3 ppm – which seems to be considered pretty much flouride free. Coupled with the claim from our water filter that 40-60% of flouride is removed – for now I am sighing a sigh of relief.

10 facts about flouride

The biggest irony in all this? Yesterday I had bought Weleda toothpaste to replace our regular one as I had already wanted to move away from flouride before DS ingested it and I freaked out.

DS is fine. He is breastfeeding like a champ and in good spirits and seems to have not been affected in any noticable way. It’s scary to think about half that tube of toothpaste and I could have lost my son. Very very scary.

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