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we like it raw

I decided to copy my info about “raw” (unpasteurized) milk here, because I’ve turned into die hard evangelists when it comes to the stuff and am guessing I’ll be referencing it often in the future. ** Note, this was written while I was pregnant and still living in CA.

I’ll keep posting as I round up the links, but here’s a little bit of info to get started.

I should also add – raw milk isn’t cheap.  I was thrilled when I bought the milk at the farm out in Pennsylvania, because it was only $3.50 for a half gallon.  Out here in California, you’ll pay upwards of $5, sometimes $6. In Seattle, it’s just slightly cheaper.

At that price, I originally decided we can’t afford to be drinking it all the time.  Well, not “afford” – we can totally afford that.  I just decided it was too expensive.  Momentary lapse in judgment.  It’s worth it.

I’ve also stopped fussing about how much more expensive all the good, local stuff is since becoming more involved & learning about farming – small farmers are taxed heavily, sometimes fined for no damn reason, and watched like hawks by the FDA & government.  (Though… yeah, all the bad food – the ecoli, the recalls, the mad cow, has all come from LARGE, INDUSTRIAL FARMS.  Not small ones.  Again, another topic I could rant about for hours.)

Now, I’m terrible at remembering details and such, which is why it’s easier for me to just point you towards some information.  But, in a nutshell, pasteurization destroys most of what’s good in milk.  (Don’t even get me started on this low fat/skim bullshit – it has to be whole or it’s pointless to drink it at all.  All that lovely fat in milk is part of what helps your body absorb the calcium.  I can point you towards tons of information about that, and why fat isn’t bad and does not MAKE you fat, as well.)

So.  Natural, whole, unpasteurized, straight from the cow milk is one of the most nutritionally complete, healthiest things you can drink.  In the book Real Food: What to Eat and Why, Planck talks a lot about the building blocks of milk & all it’s many components.  Compare to human breast milk, which is the most perfect & nutritionally complete food you can give to babies.  There is formula out there, indeed, but they have yet to be able to completely rebuild & make a complete source of nutrition that matches breast milk.

If you’re vegan, you may say something about how we’re the only creature that drinks the milk of other species… blah blah blah.  Yeah, I guess we are.  But clearly I’m not going to convince you to drink raw milk if you won’t even drink milk, so just stop reading right now, ok?

Part of all that nutrition in milk is it’s astounding immunity-building properties.  Far from being dangerous, as the conventional medical community would have you believe – raw milk is actually a WONDERFUL thing for pregnant women to drink, because not only does it build your own immunity, but you pass that on to baby AND it’s also been shown to help strengthen & prepare your body (uterus) for birth.

Now, even if you drink whole PASTEURIZED milk, the fact is that pasteurization simply kills & lessens most of what’s in milk.  Vitamin D has to injected back into the milk after it’s pasteurized (look at the labels, sometimes you’ll see something like, “with Vitamin D” on the carton – now, why would they have to tell you that?  Wouldn’t you normally assume your milk has Vitamin D?  Nope.)  There’s also evidence to suggest that synthetic vitamins like that are toxic in large doses, as well.

On large, industrial farms, the cows are forced to go against nature, giving milk far more than they normally would.  With or without the hormones, this isn’t good.  This often causes mastitis, a painful, gross condition that causes their udders to produce pus, which gets into your milk.  “Luckily,” pasteurization gets rid of those germs, but I, for one, would rather have milk that pus was not removed from.

If you look at government Agriculture websites, they’ll tell you that it’s a myth that pasteurization causes lactose intolerance.  However, my friend Jeanine has always been lactose intolerant.  Since she started drinking raw milk – no problems.  She makes her own yogurt & ice cream and eats as much as she wants without getting sick.  (Pasteurization destroys milk at a cellular level, exploding enzymes and releasing them – the very ones which cause intolerance.)    I’ve read about quite a few people experience this – their lactose intolerance magically disappears when drinking raw.

You may have also sometimes seen the label “ultra pasteurized” – avoid that like the plague.  It is what it sounds like, super pasteurization, and it ruins your milk even more so than regular pasteurization.

Then there’s homogenization.  I suppose homogenization itself isn’t so horrible, but I like my creamy goodness.  Homogenization forces milk through micro-fine mesh, forcing all the molecules to blend together for one uniform consistency in your dairy products.  Milk that is NOT homogenized will have that lovely cream that rises to the top.  I love that cream.  It sticks to the cap of my raw milk bottles and I lick it off every time.

Taste?  Fabulous.  I was never a big milk drinker, but since drinking raw milk, I happily chug a big glass of it every day.  It’s wonderful on cereal, my mom loved it in her chai tea.  My Dad commented that it tasted like it had substance.  And mom even said that it didn’t leave that disgusting film in your mouth like pasteurized milk does.  It is DELICIOUS.

Now.  Let’s talk about safety.  “But unpasteurized milk is dangerous!  You’re pregnant, you shouldn’t be drinking it!”

No.  Pasteurized milk is perfectly safe – even more so – so long as, with any food, you get it from a reputable farm.  Just like sushi.  Would you buy sushi that’s been sitting out from some skeevy looking guy on a dirty street?  No.  Would you buy unwrapped cookies from some woman sneezing into her hands & wiping her nose as she hands you said cookies?  No.  There are many farms out there that are certified to sell raw milk – I had the pleasure of going to that one in Pennsylvania and said hello to the Jersey cow (the best ones for raw milk) that produced it.  While the farmer poured the milk into jugs for me, she cut off a piece of mozzarella cheese that they’d just finished making the night before.  AND offered me some fresh goat cheese with basil and sea salt.  Out in CA, I can either drive out to Glendale every Saturday, where a Organic Pastures comes out with a truck load of raw milk, raw cheddar cheese, and raw butter.  I hear tell there’s a guy who sells it at the Market on 3rd Street Promenade, on Wednesdays – I’ve yet to check him out because I don’t like getting up early or fighting crowds, unfortunately.  So usually, for convenience sake, I pick up glass bottles of it from Whole Foods – from a Claravale Farms.

As you can see on Claravale’s website:

It’s high quality, Jersey milk. Claravale Farm milk comes from Jersey cows. This breed is world renowned for the quality of its milk, which contains higher concentrations of proteins, solids, butterfat, and beta-caroteen than other breeds. Milk sold in supermarkets comes mostly from Holsteins, which produce larger quantities of more watery milk. Due to their breeding, Holstein milk also contains higher levels of Bovine Growth Hormone than Jersey milk.

I’ve read A LOT about milk lately, and it’s true – Jersey cows are the best.  I’ve tasted the difference, as well.  My mom’s been teasing me lately that she could see me winding up working on a farm, or having us buy an old farmhouse with me going out to milk cows while Mr Nikki goes off to work.  I’m kinda in love with Jersey cows.  Are you kidding?  I’d LOVE to have one in my back yard.

The Claravale milk is quite good and I drink it every day.  Admittedly, though, there’s just something less thrilling about getting my milk from a grocery store, versus the farm itself.  But, can’t be helped.  Though their milk comes in these wonderful glass bottles, which I keep & wash after the milk is gone & I have row upon row of them in my kitchen, for storing beans, rice, pasta, etc.

Now, as I was saying – safety.  There have been more illnesses & recalls on pasteurized milk than ever on raw milk.  Pasteurization is a holdover from the dark ages.  People were getting sick from milk – and many other foods – due to extremely poor conditions everywhere.  Dirty farms, plague, sickly cows.  So they started pasteurizing the milk and people stopped getting sick from it.

Farming conditions have changed today.  Vastly.  If you know anything about real farmers & whole foods, you’ll know that those people take what they do very seriously.  They love what they do.  They love the foods they produce.  The farms are clean, their cows healthier (far more so than the cows on industrial farms kept standing in their own waste & dripping pus into your milk as they’re forced to produce milk 24/7.)

I drank raw milk throughout my pregnancy and I’m FINE.  Better than fine.  I also intend to raise Nugget on raw milk – it is SO GOOD for children.  It helps build their little immune systems as well as giving them so much more nutrition than any of the pasteurized stuff you could give them.  (And never, ever, ever give your children skim or low fat milk.)  There’s also been a LOT of evidence and many testimonials from people who’ve eased or erased their digestion problems, allergies, and gluten allergies after drinking raw milk.

Raw milk is also in serious jeopardy.  It’s illegal in 13 states.  There are legislatures constantly cropping up that could make the production of raw milk absolutely impossible.  There’s actually quite a bit of legislature out there that makes zero sense, in regards to organic farms, small farms, etc.

In any case.  That’s a very long post and a bit of information, but a few links and resources to continue on with:

He doesn’t talk about raw milk, per se, however, both of Michael Pollan’s books are fabulous resources in regard to food & what you’re eating.  In particular, In Defense of Food and The Omnivore’s Dilemma. I just finished Real Food: What to Eat and Why by Nina Planck & I’m flabbergasted.  She’s why I want to start cooking with marrow and organ meats.  She talks A LOT about milk – raw & whole, and it’s benefits.

Some links:

A blurb about another article in Forbes Magazine, in which raw milk is listed as one of the healthiest foods on earth.

RawMilk.org – all about this liquid gold

Organic Pastures – a page of information about “Why raw?”

The Complete Patient – all about farming & health, with a lot of info about milk & dairy farms

SaveRawMilk.org – information about the legal battles & how to help save raw milk

Food Renegade article about raw milk

Article about addition of disgusting milk proteins to milk you buy in stores

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8 weeks

Here’s the “weekly newsletter” as we begin the 8th week.  Two months.  To which I say, “Wow, two months already?” and “Really?  Has it only been two months?”

Last week I confirmed my suspicions about him needing/wanting his space when he sleeps.  This week, I’ve determined that it has something to do with his arms.  I need to get more photos of this, but when you spend some time with him, you notice that he’s always throwing his arms out wide.  He loves to have those arms out.  Maybe he’s just showing that he’s ready to embrace the world.

When I set him down on the couch, next to me, to doze – if he’s against the back of the couch & can’t have both arms out, he won’t sleep.  But if I move him diagonally across the cushion, so that he can, he’ll sleep.  He’s not a big fan of being cradled against you – he prefers over the shoulder ( to look around) or up and down on your knees – where he will throw those arms out.

I’ve also realized that it’s best for me to keep my hair pulled up at all times.  He’s begun clutching at everything – if you hold him, he’ll clutch at your arms & shoulders or, in my case – my hair.  Ouch.

Since determining that Little Mr Independent wants his space & letting him sleep in the basinette (next to our bed), he’s been sleeping 4 + 3 intervals at night, on average.  After Chris leaves for work, he’ll generally go another hour and a half or so.

We got a digital baby/toddler scale last week and he was up to 11.9 pounds.  Probably about 11.12 or thereabouts by today.  Inititally, he gained a lot of weight, fast – which was a good thing.  Now it’s slow & steady.  Also a good thing.

I know that eventually, I’ll miss these days and wish he were a baby again, but I’m really looking forward to interacting with him more.  I want to read to him and take him to kids’ museums and the zoo.

felix-148But I know what my mom would say – he’ll grow up too quickly, enjoy every moment without looking ahead so soon!

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roll with it

Woo hoo! 7:50pm, January 4th – he rolled over!

We put Felix on his belly and after much of his usual head & leg lifting, he swung himself right over onto his back.

Lock up your daughters, people, Felix is on the move.

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7+ weeks

7bI’m going to try to write a weekly update, especially because I still haven’t gotten out to buy a proper baby book & we want to remember all his quirks & milestones.

So we’ve made it to almost 2 months – it’s absolutely flown by.  During those first few weeks when you’re frazzled & exhausted & feel like you’re about to lose your mind, people continuously tell you, “It’ll get easier,” and it does.  I also kept in mind what my mom had told me, “It doesn’t last forever.”

He was so easy and wonderful during the big move last week.  He slept through the ride to the airport, the 3 hour wait at the airport and during the flight.  He woke only when he was hungry or desperately in need of a diaper change.  He really isn’t much of a crier, at all, only crying when he needs something and settling as soon as he gets it.

The past week or two, his personality has really started to come through.  Just as we’d arrived in Seattle, I noticed that he’d begun to coo.  When my parents came to visit last week, all the attention & urging and has made him one chatty little fellow.  Even now, as I type, he’s laying on the floor making all sorts of happy little racket.

We aren’t sure how much he weighs now, but we guess it’s at least 10 lbs, if not a pound or two more.  He eats like a little monster.  (He also, today, has gas like a little monster.  WHEW!  How something so little & cute gives off a scent so powerful…)

He’s an independent fellow & already breaking his mother’s heart.  We’ve been co-sleeping with him since the day he was born.  I noticed, lately, that everytime I moved at night, he’d wake up.  I suspected he wanted his own sleeping space, so we experimented by putting him in the basinette, next to the bed, last night.  He slept soundly, for two full 4 hour stretches.  Sigh.  Already I miss seeing his face first thing when I open my eyes.  I even miss his flailing and his little hand smacking me in the face.  Yes, I do.

(He eats, a lot, and I think it’s because of something my mom pointed out.  He never stops moving. Hardly ever.  Always flailing, swinging his arms about, kicking his legs.  He’s an active, active boy.  (I have many pictures of him where his arms and legs are a blur.)

He showed an incredible amount of strength almost from the moment he was born by lifting his head and looking around whenever you’d hold him.  Already I remember the days when I called him Bobblehead.  But he’s gotten stronger and steadier & can hold his head much longer & higher, without quite so much waving about.  (We still call him Wrecking Ball, though, as he occasionally just let’s his head drop and WHAM! right into the side of your head.)  We put him down on his belly a couple times a day and he’s about *this close* to flipping himself over onto his back.

But you’d think with all that moving, he’d exhaust himself & sleep a lot, right?  Nope.   He’s inherited my inability – or rather, refusal – to sleep.  I laugh when I read “babies sleep about 16 hours a day.”  NOT THIS BABY.  He might finally be on his way to a nighttime sleep pattern of about 8-9 hours.  However, daytime naps?  HA HA HA HA  Once in a while he’ll sleep for an hour or two in the afternoon, but typically he’ll only take a couple of 20 minute cat naps.  Weeks ago it seemed he was grumpy because he was overtired, so I’d do everything possible to get him to sleep.  Now, though, he seems just fine with as little sleep as he’s getting.  He doesn’t want to miss anything.

7Back to the independence, though.  He also loves to have his space by being laid down on a blanket on the floor to flail and talk and look around.  Super alert and getting noisier every day.  He makes lots and lots of beautiful happy noises.  Based on all the cooing and squealing, I think he has a mighty lot to say, once he figures out just how to say it.

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fatty

All my troubles with the pump and all have not been for naught.  He’s getting to be quite the little fatty.

And a little ham, too:

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dirty hippies

We have a fabulous birth story that we never tire of telling – but I’ll spare you from hearing me say “vagina,” ten times.  So you can get the censored version from Chris or I.

Mere days before he was born, I decided I had to have a home birth.  I’d wanted all natural, but was slowly learning that “nurse midwives” (the ones that work at a hospital) are a far cry from traditional, proper midwives.  I absolutely wanted nothing to do with induction (pitocin), epidurals, heart monitors, or any of the crap that’s become common place in American births.  (Crap that causes all the problems it was designed to prevent.  Being induced – getting pitocin, hugely increases the odds that you’ll wind up getting a c-section.)

In any case, I’ve become a loud advocate for home & natural births – if you’ve talked to me for more than 10 minutes, you’ve heard my ranting.  For those who haven’t – let me just reassure you that it’s absolutely safe, and there are actually FEWER complications and far greater need for medical interventions with home births than with hospital births.  Home birthing is how birth was meant to be – birth is not a problem that needs to be solved, something that “happens” to women.  It’s something that we do & that our bodies are quite capable of handling.

Ok.  //end rant.  However, if you’re interested in the whole topic, a couple documentaries & books I highly recommend:

Pushed: The Painful Truth about Childbirth and Modern Maternity Care by Jennifer Block

Ina May’s Guide to Childbirth by Ina May Gaskin (the most famous midwife in the States)

Orgasmic Birth (dvd/documentary)

The Business of Being Born (dvd/documentary)

We – well, I – have officially become dirty hippies.  Thankfully, Chris is happy to let us be so.  Well, minus the “dirty” part.  We had a 100% natural home birth (and we would have used a birthing tub, except Nugget wanted out too quickly for that to be set up); I’ve been working harder than I’ve ever worked on anything to make breastfeeding a successful venture (you’d think something so natural & good should be easy, right?);  we co-sleep (the benefits of co-sleeping are immense and honestly, I can’t imagine abandoning him in a completely separate room from us to sleep); and as soon as the sling that I ordered arrives, I’ll be “wearing” him throughout the day.  Oh, and then there’s the vaccination issue – but I’ll not get into that here, because I’m not in the mood to argue it at the moment.

One of the biggest benefits of co-sleeping?  The very first thing I see when I wake up and open my eyes in the morning is this:

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He’s such a little man.  When we put him in bed, next to us, we lay him on his back & he immediately rolls over onto his side to face us.

Having him in the comfort of our own home was such an amazing experience – all of pregnancy, really – that I’ve decided on a career change.  I haven’t decided what, exactly – originally I wanted to go to the midwifery school in Seattle, but I’m not sure that’s the exact path I want to take.  My Doula gave me a great idea & suggested I think about childbirth education.  I think that might be it.

In any case.  This is Nugget’s blog, so let’s get back to him!  He had a wonderful birth, was in perfect health, just a little low in weight.  We had a short struggle over feeding, but now that we’re on track, he’s gaining weight in record time.  Our little Monster is thriving, for sure.

He’s bright-eyed & alert, sleeps wonderfully at night, has a huge range of faces (there will be video) and lately, he’s taken to lots of gesturing with his arms.  Sometimes I think he’s orchestrating something in his head.  (A budding music/sound man, like his dad?)