Tuesday, July 6, 2010

I Got My Period Back

I got my period back the other day. (And, no, it doesn't bother me that I'm writing about this on here because I have already crossed THAT LINE many, many times already, dear readers. See previous posts from the inception of this blog until present.)

Getting my period back is my body's way of telling me that it is ready to have a baby again (if I want that, which I don't... I'm just saying). This is the soonest that I have gotten my cycle back after birth, and I was not expecting it. With Ocean, it lasted until 14 months. With Ezra, it was 22 months.

It is my body's way of telling me that Peace is nursing less and not needing me *as much*. It is a sign that her babyhood is ending.

Peace is almost a year old. Pretty soon, Peace will be walking. She is getting close. And I suppose I will eventually have to put shoes on her feet for the first time in her life, and that makes me sad too. So many changes. She is growing up, and I'm kind of sad about this because I feel like I've missed out on her babyhood. It all went by so fast, and I was in such a state of distraction and disarray most of the time that I didn't even notice or appreciate the majority of it.

I feel like I've screwed up on this motherhood thing a bit for the better part of Peace's life. This has been a hard year (for whatever reasons... the postpartum stuff, the relational stuff, whatever), and I have done more yelling and been more stressed out at my kids than I care to admit to.

Peace isn't even *the hard one* anymore. It's the other two... the yelling at each other, the fighting with each other. I recognize that they are a reflection of me (especially Ocean, the way she talks and the words she uses sound like they could be coming out of my mouth, and it is disturbing to be faced with that), but I don't know how to change myself so that they will reflect a better version of who I am. If I could just do that, everything would be better. Instead, it is a vicious cycle and continues as it is.

I feel like I could be doing better. I feel like I should be doing better. I feel like Peace deserves that.

I'm sorry. This is probably just the menstrual blood talking. I'll go now.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Taboo Winner...

Out of 14 entries to the TABOO CONTEST, there were 3 of you (Barbara, Mike, and Carol) who got 9 of the 10 clues correct. (Most of the rest of you got 6 or 7 correct.)

The correct answers were:

1. Billy the Kid
2. Pastrami
3. Loch Ness Monster
4. Jackpot
5. Loitering
6. Elizabeth Taylor
7. Usher
8. Arena
9. Bayou
10. Hearse

Mike missed #8 and guessed Giants Stadium. Carol missed #8 as well and guessed Parthenon.

I am going to declare Barbara the winner because of this fact... She missed #2, guessed Pepperoni, but wrote in parenthesis: "I wanted to say pastrami, but that ain't spicy." I've just been schooled, ladies and gentlemen, and, therefore, Barbara is the winner.

Congratulations Barbara!

NIP = Nursing In Public

Welcome to the July 2010 Carnival of Nursing in Public

This post was written for inclusion in the Carnival of Nursing in Public hosted by Dionna and Paige at NursingFreedom.org. All week, July 5-9, we will be featuring articles and posts about nursing in public ("NIP"). See the bottom of this post for more information.

About two months ago, I posted this Nursing Etiquette video up on YouTube (that has since gone on to get over 13,000 hits).

And I didn't know what NIP was.

People started making comments on the video, used the term "NIP", and I wondered what the hell they were talking about.

Nursing In Public. It stands for Nursing In Public, people.

Maybe I didn't realize there was a term for it, because why should there be a term for it?

But I get it. Some people (like Kim Kardashian, who, ironically, shows more breast in her ordinary outfits than most women expose while breastfeeding) are not comfortable with it. But that is also a reason why it should be done more. So that people WILL get comfortable with it.

We can change society one breast at a time, people. One breast at a time.

(That's what she said.)

Art by Erika Hastings at http://mudspice.wordpress.com/


Welcome to the Carnival of Nursing in Public


Please join us all week, July 5-9, as we celebrate and support breastfeeding mothers. And visit NursingFreedom.org any time to connect with other breastfeeding supporters, learn more about your legal right to nurse in public, and read (and contribute!) articles about breastfeeding and N.I.P.


Do you support breastfeeding in public? Grab this badge for your blog or website to show your support and encourage others to educate themselves about the benefits of breastfeeding and the rights of breastfeeding mothers and children.




This post is just one of many being featured as part of the Carnival of Nursing in Public. Please visit our other writers each day of the Carnival. Click on the links below to see each day’s posts - new articles will be posted on the following days:

July 5 - Making Breastfeeding the Norm: Creating a Culture of Breastfeeding in a Hyper-Sexualized World

July 6 – Supporting Breastfeeding Mothers: the New, the Experienced, and the Mothers of More Than One Nursing Child

July 7 – Creating a Supportive Network: Your Stories and Celebrations of N.I.P.

July 8 – Breastfeeding: International and Religious Perspectives

July 9 – Your Legal Right to Nurse in Public, and How to Respond to Anyone Who Questions It

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Shoes

I was walking around the shoe section in Target with my husband and baby Peace looking for a new pair of sandals yesterday. I commented on how it was funny that most women actually enjoy shoe shopping (I don't).

So, my husband says to Peace, "And someday, you'll have a closet full of shoe just like your mother."

Ha ha ha.

Just a reminder that today is your last day to enter THE CONTEST. The winner will be announced tomorrow.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Best. Photograph. Ever.

I took this tandem-nursing picture at a recent photo shoot, and I must admit that it is one of the best pictures I have ever taken in the entire history of my life. I absolutely adore it. Isn't it wonderful?

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