I know that Amber and I have been so occupied with summer fun, at our opposite ends of the country, that neither of us have posted anything much lately-- so here're some things I've been meaning to share...
This song I love so much from the wonderous Ani Difranco, about her baby girl & adjustment to motherhood-- I think it'll definitely speak to you:
And whether you're a mother or not, this is a terrific video from the always amazing Sinead O'Connor, that just speaks to me so much as a woman. It's totally as if she's sitting you down in her kitchen, in the heart of her home, and having a good sister-talk with you. You may recognize the song as an Abba cover, if you're old enough or hip (or maybe unhip?) enough:
I also want to share this new website: The Belly Project, that reminds me of one of my favoritest sites ever The Shape of a Mother. Check them both out if you haven't already, to feel empowered by your normal, beautiful, wonderous body, no matter its shape or size.
I was recently lucky enough to come across some information which is all too important but also all but invisible and unknown in our culture. Even those who use herbal remedies and live "natural" lifestyles unquestioningly follow their dentist's advice and believe sentiments such as "plaque and bacteria cause tooth decay". I am forever grateful to have learned what I have at the serendipitous time I did and can't wait to share some of it with you and, hopefully, inspire you to continue research in this area and to keep passing on the knowledge...
Despite the fact that I grew up eating processed foods and my husband Graham grew up eating whole foods, I only developed my first cavity at age 25 after being pregnant and breastfeeding while his mouth was full of mercury by age 10.
I was befuddled when I first made this realization in my mind, until he told me that he drank two sodas a day growing up. The fact that they were vegetarian and we were meat eaters *may* also have contributed to these outcomes, as a nutrient rich diet is necessary to prevent tooth decay and animal products are the most nutrient rich foods humans can eat.
But I recently learned a few other reasons why Graham's teeth may have been more susceptible to bacteria and decay than mine, and how to reverse the decay that is taking over his mouth. At the Northern California Women's Herbal Symposium (I blogged about my experience here) a few weekends ago I took a five hour intensive entitled Holistic Dental Health. It was taught by Rupam Henry, who I had been told about by a friend when I mentioned to her my endeavor to rebuild my partially decayed tooth. Rupam is a 13th generation German healer and is sort of the underground expert on alternative dental prevention and treatment, with a background in Ayurveda, pediatric and general dentistry, and a depth of knowledge of herbs and nutrition.
Of the many, many new things I learned from her that day (all of which seem like totally necessary information to me and most of which I'll be sharing with you here) was the concept of fluid direction in the teeth. There are small tubules in the teeth which, when healthy, exert an outward pressure, keeping foreign material out and building the tooth from the inside out. When the body is in poor health, when immunity is down and internal chemistry is out of whack, this outward pressure loses its force and the reverse happens- acids and bacteria instead push into the teeth through the tubules.
To fully grasp what this means, allow me to quote her handout directly: "The health of the mouth is mirroring the state of the immune system and the chemistry of the body." (To learn more about the importance of body chemistry and hormonal balance in dental health and more about these tubules and fluid direction, see Ramiel Nagel's book Cure Tooth Decay, discussed below).
This concept is reflected in the title of a book I recently picked up from the library, Healthy Mouth, Healthy Body. Which brings up another point driven home by Rupam: Bacteria is not the cause of cavities and gum disease. For millions of years primitive peoples did not brush or floss their teeth and had mouths full of bacteria but no decay or cavities. The causes are acid, lack of good nutrition, use of processed foods, and overly sweet foods. After years of work in general and pediatric dentistry, Rupam has seen people who brush and floss constantly but have a mouth full of cavities, and people who don't brush or floss at all but are cavity free.
Which reminds me of the research of Dr. Weston A. Price. Many of you are familiar with Dr. Price as the sort of founder of the traditional nutrition movement, but may not realize that he based all of his studies on the health of indigenous peoples upon their dental health. He was a dentist who, in the 1930s, was alarmed with the rapid downfall in dental health he was seeing in his patients, especially the high numbers of cavities. He suspected the sudden rise in availability of processed foods was to blame and set out to travel the world in search of the few remaining groups of traditional peoples still eating their ancestral diet with no access to processed foods. He was alive at a time when a fair number of these tribes still existed and travel to remote locations was just becoming possible, and he had enough money to make the journeys alongside with his wife. The world is blessed that this confluence of events happened, because we wouldn't have this incredible body of oh-so-very-important knowledge without him.
What happened on his travels has been documented and retold in countless books and on countless websites. Basically, Dr. Price found that the people who were eating traditional, nutrient dense foods with no processed foods had near perfect dental health with no cavities, despite the fact that they had never seen a toothbrush. (As a quick primer to the work of Dr. Price and the concept of traditional nutrition, I like Sally Fallon's article Ancient Dietary Wisdom for Tomorrow's Children. My favorite book that delves deeply and beautifully into the uses and benefits of traditional foods, including recipes, is Jessica Prentice's Full Moon Feast. To learn more about how contemporary scientific research has proven Dr. Price's nutritional theories correct, read Nina Planck's Real Food: What To Eat and Why).
Dr. Price photographed the radiant smiles of the people he studied, and endeavored to find their relatives living nearby with access to processed food in order to photograph their teeth as well for comparison. Here are four aboriginal women. The one on the top right is the only one who was still eating the diet of her ancestors, the other three had converted to a modernized diet:
These images are all over the internet and can be seen in Dr. Price's book Nutrition and Physical Degeneration (<-- that is the entire book that someone put on the internet. Warning: it's very dense, but also fascinating).
Okay, so, it's simple. The health of the teeth and mouth has everything to do with the overall health of the body, which has everything to do with nutrition. I just came across this funny, but oh-so-poignant, image. Though we can't see the insides of their mouths, we can certainly guess which guy has the most tooth decay:
So rather than spend the next 6 hours typing out everything I've learned I will a) suggest you head over to Rupam's and especially Ramiel's websites that are linked above and b) tell you what Graham and I are doing to try and halt his tooth decay.
But actually let me spend a paragraph praising Ramiel's work first. If you or anyone you know has cavities or issues with tooth decay, get this book. It may be the most worthwhile $30 you ever spend, and has the potential to save your teeth and profoundly change your life. When his daughter was one year old her teeth started rotting away and he began a frenzy of research to learn what could be done. Years later he wrote this book, the only one of its kind available. This information is not available all in one place anywhere else. There is a large section specifically on children's dental health at the end of the book. It's amazing how little we as a culture know about dental health, even most herbalists are still in the dark. And any questions that may come up for you reading this post will be answered in his book (or maybe website).
Here is a video of Ramiel on a Bay Area morning show. This covers only a little of what is in the book, as nutrition is only one (but certainly the most important aspect) of healing and preventing tooth decay:
So let me make this clear, in case you are as surprised and incredulous as I was to learn it: you can rebuild teeth. If there is a gaping hole you will not rebuild the whole structure, but can re-mineralize the tooth enough to build a layer of dentin on top, covering any nerve that might be exposed and preventing further decay.
This is something people need to know! I plan to do my part to share this information whenever I can until it, like herbalism is now doing, starts to really penetrate the mainstream.
So the deal with Graham's teeth is that most of them are full of mercury, which we will probably spend thousands of dollars on credit cards to remove over time (a long and precarious process in itself that requires a lot of nutritional and herbal therapy to help the body handle it, I still have to research that) and 5 of his teeth are rotting under the fillings. This is a good place to note that fillings don't fix or heal teeth in any way- if they are prone to decay because of bad nutrition and imbalances in the body they will continue to rot underneath the filling. A conventional dentist would recommend a root canal for Graham right now, but Rupam said that he is right at the precipice where, if he profoundly shifts what he eats, he can save himself from the root canals. (Here's more on the issues surrounding root canals).
We are going to have the mercury fillings removed from the 5 rotting teeth first and have them replaced with a temporary (non mercury, of course) filling and ask for 3 months time for Graham to try and rebuild the dentin with nutrient dense, mineral rich foods and herbs. In 3 months he'll go back and we'll see if we've succeeded. If not, a root canal may be in order.
Oh, have I mentioned the most challenging part of all of this for Graham? Completely eliminating sugar, and actually all sweets except for maybe stevia, and coffee. Sugar doesn't just sit on the teeth and wear down the enamel, it completely throws off the body's internal chemistry and leeches necessary nutrients from the body. You can see how this would effect the teeth. Coffee is highly acidic- which does wear down enamel- and also throws off body chemistry and can wreak havoc on the adrenals (again, for a detailed explanation of body chemistry, how it effects teeth, how to decipher yours, and how to balance it read the book Cure Tooth Decay).
But along with the nutritional aspect we will also focus on building immunity and balancing his internal chemistry. We will get pH strips from a drug store and check his saliva (should be at 7) and urine (5.8) in the morning and make the effort to alkalize his body. Lots of greens and daily herbal infusions (nettles, oatstraw, red clover, spearmint, etc.) will help us do this. We will also use the pH strips to check the acidity of the water we get from a nearby spring. There are alkalizing solutions you can buy to add to water if needed. A water pick will also be purchased from the drug store.
Along with the daily mineral rich, alkalizing herbal infusions, we will also be taking an adaptogenic herb every day. Adaptogens help the body to adapt to every kind of stress it encounters (I have heard a number of herbalists say "In these times. EVERYONE needs adaptogens!" and I think it's true). You can read my favorite article about adaptogens written by my favorite herbalist on my favorite blog, Kiva Rose with The Medicine Woman's Roots. We bought some tulsi and ashwaganda at the co-op yesterday. We will also be taking bitters in tincture form before every meal, another good practice for everyone all the time (for more on bitters see my previous post: Optimal Digestion For Optimal Health: Fermented Foods and Bitter Herbs. This post will explain why strengthening Graham's digestion will help his teeth too).
I am also making him a daily decoction of licorice root and elecampane root and mixing it with calendula infusion for him to use as a mouth rinse to prevent further rot and as an immune boosting, strengthening tea. (I got this recipe from the incredible Heather Nic an Fhleisdeir on her radio hour The Village Herbalist at HerbMentor. I cannot recommend HerbMentor enough as a resource for learning about using herbs in daily life. It is, along with Netflix, our only monthly "extras", and it is so worth the money for the health-enhancing information I've found there! Heather's "classes", which is basically what The Village Herbalist talks are, are so full of information and recipes and compared to what you would pay to take classes like that in person it is a steal! Heather is also on Facebook and you can glean some wisdom from her there too. Oh and she just started a new program on HerbMentor called Think Like An Herbalist which is also outstanding.)
So that's our protocol. It is nothing less than a total life shift, especially for Graham. We feel so grateful that I was able to meet Rupam and learn all of this from her, and from Ramiel's book, and from The Village Herbalist. It is a turning point for us and we are welcoming it with joyful enthusiasm and the excitement of seeing what profound changes this shift will make in Graham's health and in our overall lives.
I am also working on a post about little tips for general mouth care, look for it in the next week or two!
Today, Stella and I headed out to meet some of our mama and baby buddies for an awesome afternoon of strawberry picking. We had such a blast. There is nothing like a band of toddlers going wild in a berry patch, lemme tell ya.
I read an article in Mothering many months back that really inspired me. It was about some Northern European preschool where the children play outdoors all day long. Yes, all day... every day. Rain or shine. Sometimes they don warm coats and scarves, sometimes they need rain slickers and galoshes... but they are out there in the fresh air, playing not just with "natural toys" but with nature. I thought about how really marvelous this is, and really anachronistic, too, in a time when most kids find fun in front of screens in carefully climate-controlled (and often sterilized) environments. Around the same time I read Richard Louv's wonderful book Last Child in the Woods, in which he coins the term "Nature Deficit Disorder" and describes how limited access to the outdoors and lack of unstructured play there has contributed to an alarming rise of childhood depression and attention disorders. I realized reading this book, and especially after reading that article, that I should be getting the Wee Girl out there to play every day, and that there was no good reason at all that I should be searching for indoor fun because of "bad" weather... that barring truly freezing temperatures or howling thunderstorms, we should still be able to have lots of fun outside, even in the winter. So that's how we ended up spending many days during these past cold months enjoying the parks around town, more often than not as the only folks climbing and swinging and marching through the trees in our mittens and fleecy hats. I heard a few words of caution from family concerned that I might be dooming the child to a rotten case of pneumonia... but of course, being cooped up inside with all the germies during the cold months is what really contributes to all the winter sickies, and Stella came through the season with flying colors and barely a sniffle.
And moreover, she really enjoyed herself. Now that the weather is warming up, and everything is turning green and lush, it's marvelous to be able to point out to her (or have pointed out to me!) how everything is changing, and to see all sorts of little creature-friends who weren't there before. It's exciting to think that she will have an authentic understanding about the cycles of the seasons, and be familiar with the plants and animals and wonderous what-nots that many kids might only recognize from their picture books or television screens. She really does seem to prefer being outside, too... even when it's raining or "yucky" she points out the windows, pulls me to the doors. We've started taking a good long walk to the river and playing at the park every Saturday afternoon while The Papa is at prayer services-- I used to try to keep her amused for those hours indoors, in the playroom, and it was always a hassle. Now we both look forward to enjoying a glorious springtime stroll and some good old running around and climbing all over before we head over to see the other kids and play with the toys inside for a much shorter span of time. She's so much less fussy and stir-crazy. Today we went to a playdate to meet up with a bunch of babies and toddlers we know, but Stella wasn't really into it after she had made her rounds of the house, inspecting all the toys and exploring her options. She wanted out. We ran around on the grassy commons outside our friend's house, chasing butterflies, looking at tiny flowers, touching tree bark, collecting sticks. She even met her first bee.
I think this has all got to be pretty good for her. I think among all the intriguing points that Louv brings up in his book about why kids need nature, the most striking is that children need to be on the move-- they need to run wild, use all that energy, revel in the joy of being in their bodies. Trying to calm kids down, keep them quiet and still, sit them at desks, focus their attention on "work"-- is really the biggest part of our crisis with hyperactivity and attention problems... we expect developmentally inappropriate behavior from small children, and put them in "classroom" situations long before they can be ready (and who ever, at whatever age, really wants to be ready for dreary days at a desk when there are butterflies to chase?!). With less and less time outdoors, and more of that precious little time spent in very structured, competitive recreational pursuits, it's no wonder kids can't focus, can't relax, can't enjoy themselves. Hmmm... and it sounds like a lot of grown-ups you know, too, right?
In any case, I was thinking again the other day about that school where the kids spend all their time in their natural habitat-- and it is truly their natural haunt, what children have evolved to enjoy, explore, learn from (as with so much of modernity, babies have no natural inclination to adapt to our weird whims when their innate prehistoric biological expectations are thwarted!) and I couldn't find a link to that article. I did find this, however, and it's a good little read: Bye-bye Classroom.
I'm hoping that maybe we can round up a gang of other kids and parents who really want to devote themselves to the idea of keeping outdoor play at the tippy-top of the agenda... not a hard task when the summertime is right around the corner, but I hope we won't be the only crazy pair out there sloshing in the rain or chasing squirrels in our parkas come next winter.
It sounds like a joke right? I assure you it's not the beginning of a satire... it's increasingly becoming a real concern of mine.
Let me start by saying a few things about how I feel as a breastfeeding mother and aspiring lactation professional... undoubtedly and unreservedly, I support nursing mothers and support the right to feed children from the breast anywhere and anytime they hunger, thirst, or need comfort. Call it the "natural order", call it "the way G-d intended"... whichever way you look at it, it's good and right. I certainly don't attack any bottlefeeding mothers for their choices, I've never verbally accosted a lady with a rubber nipple in her kid's mouth, and I hesitate still even to talk with pregnant mamas about their plans for nourishing their babes for fear of offending. I have definite strong opinions about how infants and small children should be fed, but I'm generally not confrontational by any means. And while I sure do feel, as stated above, that women have every right to breastfeed publicly and proudly, I admit that I feel generally okay, personally, about being fairly modest in the practice of it. I've read online posts from mothers who proudly describe pushing a shopping cart around Wal-Mart with their wee one in the childseat nursing from their breast as it hangs from out the top of their tanktop, and other such anecdotes. That sort of thing is not for me. I'm sure on several occasions I've made a person or two uncomfortable with my willingness to nurse my daughter right there, right then, right in the thick of things... but I always try my best to cover up and keep things in place when in company of others. Now that my daughter is well into toddler age, I do more often excuse myself to a more secluded spot-- firstly, because she doesn't always make it easy for me to be modest about feeding, with her acrobatics and grabbiness, and secondly because I do want to be respectful of other parents who will have to deal with questions from their own kids who may have never seen an older baby nurse.
Some of my "more militant" sisters-in-boob may feel like that latter bit is a terrible concession, that children (and their mothers!) should be exposed to nursing toddlers, so they can see it as acceptable and be educated. They may feel like I'm wimping out on the crusade of normalization. Mind you, I don't always remove myself, and I never feed my daughter in a bathroom (I think that's absolutely disgusting)... but I am coming to have a little more sympathy for those mothers who wish I could be more discreet. Strangely, maybe perversely, it's because I really do wish they could be more discreet about their bottlefeeding.
I admit we have a pretty sheltered little world when it comes to clashes over parenting styles... in the circle I hang with, it'd be considered weird not to nurse, wear your baby in a sling, have a family bed. I've been extremely lucky/blessed to find great friends who are wonderfully committed to attachment practices, and natural family living. We don't really associate much with folks who find our mothering/fathering philosophy to be bizarre or objectionable. Even family who may have been shocked at first by our choices have gotten used to the way we do things.
Lately, however, I've found that due to some changes, our little crunchy fam has found itself in the midst of a larger group of families, many of which have very "conventional" ideas about bringing up kids. Recently, there have been several times that Stella has noticed strange new things... most notably a baby being fed out of a plastic bottle, or little girls "feeding" their babydolls with little play bottles.
Whoa! It hadn't even occurred to me until now what to say about this, or how to explain. I mutter things incoherently; I tell her "that's the baby's cup". I'm always a little flummoxed. I'm one of those mothers that screens books, toys, clothes, and has never let in an image of a bottle or pacifier... seriously. Like I said, I'm not going to berate anybody for their choices, but I admit that these things make me very uncomfortable, and I don't want my daughter accepting them as normal. The first time I saw my daughter pick up a toy bottle and plug it into the little gaping mouth of a doll, I nearly soiled myself.
Weird situation, huh? Suddenly, I better understand the moms who don't particularly want to stutter through an explanation about why some babies suckle at the breast when that is a strange new thing for the inquiring kid.
And one can't really go about asking bottlefeeding mothers to excuse themselves to the other room, either, when one heartily defends the rights of mothers to breastfeed anywhere...
It's ironic, and yet my discomfort persists...
All I can do, I suppose, is roll with it-- and explain as I can, as she understands, what it is we value in our family, why we think it's vital, and why some folks may do things differently...
It's just such a profound sorrow to me that given how I feel about breastfeeding, and how dedicated I've been to it, I've seen my daughter pretend bottlefeed when I've yet to see her pretend-nurse...
When people ask me about my decision not to vaccinate by daughter (I did immunize her, of course, by breastfeeding), I tell them that the main reason is because I believe that in today's world building a strong immune system is incredibly important. The overuse of antibiotics had rendered many of us susceptible to infection (antibiotics are cheap and available over the counter in Mexico, where people use them at any sign of illness, is it any wonder this epidemic took a strong hold there, that the only deaths from this disease have been there?), toxic chemicals that didn't even exist decades ago are abundant in our food, air, and water, and the possibility of chemical or biological warfare means that we could come into contact with unknown substances at any time.
These are the reasons I chose not to compromise my child's immunity by weakening her immune system with vaccinations, and why I focus on building a strong immune system with nourishing food, fermented foods that contain probiotics, tonic herbs, and by letting minor illnesses run their natural, immune-building course in her body without medical treatment. I highly recommend parents do some research about natural ways to bolster their family's immunity.
All of this ties in with this information that was recently sent out via email from the Weston A. Price Foundation. Go here to sign up for their web updates and newsletter.
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SWINE FLU INFORMATION ALERT
With all the dire warnings, where is the message about building natural immunity?
Dear Members,
You are all aware of the dire warnings about swine flu, the outbreak that started in the Mexican village of La Gloria and which local residents blame on infection and/or toxins coming from local confinement hog operations.
The internet is abuzz with warnings bordering on hysteria (conventional media) to a variety of conspiracy theories, and even to allegations that the pandemic is a government fabrication designed to sell stockpiles of anti-viral medications.
It is interesting to note that not once in all the media broadcasts have we heard any mention of building natural immunity
NATURAL IMMUNITY Fortunately, we do not have to sit back and listen to the news about swine flu feeling helpless and anxious. We can be proactive by simply nourishing ourselves and our families.
Vitamins A and D in cod liver oil offer strong protection against infection of all types, as well as against environmental toxins.
Vitamin C is important-either from vitamin C-rich foods like sauerkraut, or from one of the natural vitamin C supplements recommended in our Shopping Guide.
Healthy gut flora provide 85 percent of our protection against disease. Be sure to consume healthy lacto-fermented foods and beverages every day and avoid the foods that disrupt gut flora, especially refined carbohydrates.
Bone broth plays a double role of supporting the immune system and helping the body detoxify.
COCONUT OIL We are grateful to Beth Beisel, registered dietitian and WAPF member for reminding us about the protective factors in coconut oil. Swine flu is a lipid coated virus (http://www.pnas.org/content/98/5/2115.full.pdf+html), and thus is inactivated by sufficient amounts of monolaurin. (Our bodies convert lauric acid, found in coconut oil, to monolaurin).
According to our own Dr. Mary Enig, two to three tablespoons of coconut oil per day appears to be an adequate dosage to fight infection, even from virulent antibiotic-resistant organisms such as MSRA.
Combine oils, store in a tight container, in an area free from sunlight, and use in cooking or on salads.
COCONUT SMOOTHIE Beth has shared this great smoothie recipe with us.
1 banana 1 cup frozen mango 1 cup frozen pineapple 1 cup orange juice 1/2 cup pomegranate/blueberry juice 1/2 cup natural yogurt or kefir, preferably homemade from raw milk 1/2 can coconut milk
I had been thinking about how awesome those old Tupperware popsicle molds our mothers used to have were... and then on a recent trip to Target, I spotted some molds! A friend brought it up again yesterday, and I was able to send her off to Target to snatch some up. We started talking about all the possibilities for varieties of ice-pop excitement, and I found this post of cool (!) ideas at treehuggingfamily.com. I hadn't even considered the notion of herbal pops, and I'm intrigued by that! We've come a long way from my mom's grape kool-aid (and gotten much healthier!). On a related note, I should add that we've been just crazy about plain ol' frozen bananas lately, too-- especially the "baby bananas". Just toss 'em in the freezer, and peel one anytime-- sometimes the Wee Girl likes slices, sometimes she wants one whole...( do NOT cut until you ask!)
We also got to squawkin' about pancakes. My friend is a big fan (as is her wee boy) and I was lamenting how I always forget about how great pancakes are-- I barely ever make them. She started telling me all about the wonderous combinations of ingredients and toppings she uses, and I recalled this awesome dish I used to make for supper-- buckwheat pancakes with sour cream and satueed wild mushrooms. She got excited about going savory with pancakes instead of sweet... and I dug up some more ideas for that, too, at savory-bites.com. It's a good basic recipe, and their variations seem like a great way to slide in extra veggies, also, if you've got a picky eater.
Pancakes and popsicles! How fun and kid-friendly! Eat it up!
I watched this video over a year ago and was recently remembering how amazing it was to see these images, some real and some computer generated, of a baby growing inside its mother's body. There is plenty of fascinating information that goes along with the images too.
This is really a must see for any pregnant woman/couple, and would be especially great for an expecting sibling to watch!
Here is a little preview from YouTube, and here is the link to the website. We got the video from Netflix.
Oh and it's not all as dramatic and well, scary, as this little clip makes it seem. The baby is born in a medicalized hospital environment, but there is some great breastfeeding images and information.
There is also an In The Womb: Animals special, featuring elephants, dolphins, and dogs!!! It's so cool! Another great one for the kiddos.
This is cross posted from my other blog Violet Folklore, I though it was very relevant to Nourished Mother too!
A few weeks ago something rare and wonderful happened- my Uncle Charlie came to visit from his home in Florence, Oregon. Charlie is one of the coolest dudes I know- my mom's older brother, a lifelong bachelor who turned himself from an alcoholic cigarette addict into a health food junkie and all around happy guy at mid life.
He stayed with my 87-year-old grandma in Sacramento (that's them above, six decades ago), and Mycie and I drove down into the valley to spend some time with them, my mom, and my sister. If you've ever read the story of my unassisted home birth, you know how much my grandma means to me, how intrigued I am by the winding branches of matrilineal lines on the world's family tree. Whenever we're all together, we try to get a picture of the four generations of women in my family. Here's me, Mycie, my mom Janis, her mom- my grandma Claire, and my sis Lacey (two-and-a-half years younger than me:
But I can trace my matrilineal line even further back than this, thanks to a pile of old family photographs my grandma has. She was one of twelve children, but if you think that's crazy let me tell ya that my great-grandma Valida actually birthed seventeen children(!), but five died in infancy. My great-grandpa was named Joseph. They were a French-Canadian family living in Massachusetts. Here's my great-grandparents and the first 11 kids, back in the 1930s (my grandma is 3rd from left in the first shot):
Here she is on her dad's lap:
But I can go back one more generation still! My grandma Claire (Priscilla Marie)'s mother was named Valida, and Valida's mother was named Obeline. Here is Obeline, my great-great-grandma, my daughter's great-great-great-grandma, with her husband Napoleon (what a pair of names, eh?), and their five kids Rose, Henry, Valida, Dominique, and Eva. This was probably taken in the late 1800s:, before Valida was married and started popping out babies:
I've been really into names ever since I was a little girl, naming them was my favorite part of playing with Barbies and dolls and I was always thinking of new names to name my someday-children (I certainly never thought of Mycelia, in fact we only joked about it during my pregnancy, but when she was two days old we were like, "I think that is her name!"). Anyway, so I love it that I can list six names in Mycie's direct matrilineal line: Obeline, Valida, Claire, Janis, Amber, Mycelia :-)
Back to Uncle Charlie. Here he is now (celebrating his 62nd birthday with us and a bunch of extended family at the Home Town Buffet in Elk Grove- America's fastest growing suburb- it was crazy) and here he is when he was in the service in the 60s compared to my great-grandpa Joseph, his grandfather, when he was in a barber shop quartet in the early 1900s:
Great-grandpa Joseph was in the service himself, a half century earlier during WWI:
I never met him or Valida. Neither did my mom. He died an alcoholic unemployed photographer, and she died the overworked wife of an unsupportive alcoholic unemployed photographer and mother of way too many. They were dirt poor. My grandma says she never felt loved by them. But somehow she went onto to be a very loving mother, which passed onto my mom, and now onto me, and I can already see by the way she tends to her dolls and to real life babies that Mycie will embody the same spirit of maternal love. I am so blessed.
Speaking of photography, here is a photo that Joseph somehow thought would make him a lot of money. I wish I knew more than that, but all my grandma remembers is that this was a "famous clock":
And speaking of Valida's burdensome life, check her out as she (and her oldest daughter and Joseph) age (from bottom to top), the more kids she has the more haggard and miserable she looks:
Here she is thinking "I hate this kid":
Here she is thinking "I hate this man and all these kids":
I don't mean to be so harsh. In reality I, as a mother, and as her great-granddaughter, have nothing but compassion and sympathy for this woman. I have one child and I often feel like she looks in these pictures. It must have been an insanely difficult and exhausting life for her.
Here are a few more images before I start bragging about how beautiful and stylish my grandma was back in the day. The first three are my grandma as a baby, the last is Joseph & Valida with an unknown woman in an *amazing* hat in the early 1900s:
Such a cool photograph.
Okay now. When I was little I remember hearing about how beautiful my grandma had been in her youth, but it wasn't until I perused these photos last week that I saw how true that was. Check her out here on the bottom right, next to her oldest sister:
Close up of their gorgeous clothing:
Close up of their spectacular shoes:
Here she is with her favorite sister and the only of her siblings I have ever met (even though one of her brothers actually lives here in Grass Valley!), my Great Aunt Marie:
Here she is a few years later, as a young mother of two boys living in the Bay Area in the 1940s:
Beauty Queen!
I would kill for these dresses!
Hello swimsuit model grandma. Hello Uncle Jim and Uncle Charlie as babies:
This one's my fave:
But it wasn't all glamour for Claire Priscilla Marie. There were a few iffy moments in the 70s and 80s, which may or may not have been influenced by the poodles:
My mom was also a beauty, a free spirited hippie girl growing up in the Bay Area in the late 1960s. She has inspired my love of clothing- especially pretty dresses!- and continues to supply both me and Mycie with some of our cutest pieces (thanks in part to her senior discount at Ross, and in part to the fact that she always comes through with awesome birthday and xmas gifts). I will post more about her specifically some day in the future.
Here's the 5 of us again, when Mycie was a teeny tiny li'l creature:
Matrilineal Love!
For every girl that's alive on earth today there is an unbroken line of women reaching back, back, back...
Three of Nevada County's most gifted musician ladies have song lyrics that speak to these winding matrilineal branches. In Oh My Mama Alela Diane sings about her mother giving her melodies and how someday she'll have a daughter and do the same. In Two Tongues Mariee Sioux (whose house Sasha and I will be having dinner at tomorrow!) sings about her great great great great great great grandmother. And in Sawdust & Diamonds Joanna Newsom sings "I will recognize all the lines of your face in the face of the daughter of the daughter of my daughter."
As you might imagine, all of these lyrics have made me cry at one time or another (and don't even get me started on Joanna's song for Mycie's BFF Esme about the preciousness of babies and how amazing it is to watch them "form from nothing"- to quote another Mariee lyric)...
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