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So Bria and I have a difference of opinion. She thinks that honing her RAZOR sharp teeth on my chest is a good thing.
Alas I do not.
Shes very upset by my decision as that means I am mostly pumping and feeding her by bottle. Only letting her breast feed late nights when shes not thinking about biting and I’m not thinking about bottles.
This I can see is not oging to be the easy thing it was with Cammy. Oh how I miss being rejected by my infant.
Cammy and I have a good time together. She is very much my girl, and shes adjusted pretty well to the whole baby thing, she still has her days wher she has to be the center of attention - particularly center of MY attention. and on those days the best way to acheive that is through baking.
We spend a good thrity minutes mixing and pouring while I pretend I do see her sneaking cookie dough. we wear matching blue aprons. And all is right with her world for a few days. I don’t know what she id gonna do when Bri is big enough that hse wants to help. She looked so put out when I suggested that one day she would have to SHARE the sppon or the paddle from mixing hte dough with her sister. as if I had suggested she cut of her ARM or something!
We have made oatmeal and chocolate chip cookies this week, although most of the oatmeal went to J’s job and most of the chocolate chip we served up at the blogger meet up - post coming soon. I am trying to decide if I should post recipes on the blog - there are soo many bloggers who do the recipe thing better and more regularly than I do so I’m taking votes in the comments. To post recipes or not?
It is offically spring time and Bris is just as much an outdoor baby as her sister was. We have taken to putting her swing in the door so she can see the outside. Or putting on the porch while we watch Cam play with the neighborhood kids.
everday when I get home from work Bri and I go on a little walk of our block, we look at the flowers and all the colors in the yards (not mine I need to garden soooo bad) and we get to see how the street is changing and getting better. Most posting to come…
I just read the most interesting article about moms and babies and bars. which is funny cause in my last post I was talking about how my mom had her birthday party at the Ritz in the lobby which - has a bar in it. A full, honest to goodness bar mind you, with kick butt mojitos, and a sushi bar in another area. So when I read this article I had to laugh.
It never occured to me to not take my girls with me to wish their grandmother a happy birthday. Cammy was excited to get dressed up in her party dress (she looked way better than me mind you) and I don’t think any less of my parenting because they went and stayed up rediculously late and had a really good time. We didn’t ply them with tequilla shots, and I didn’t drink either. But Cam did help with passing out cake slices and danced with her Granny and followed uncle Erskin around till well after her normal bed time. SHe learned seh couldn’t drink grown up drinks, but learned the joy of a shirley temple. It was a non smoking hotel so we had no issues in our party really.
I don’t take my kids when I want to hang with my girls and really have a drink. I don’t want my kids to watch me get saucy. I don’t take my girls unless I know we are going to be among a group of people who are child friendly, I am usually not concerned about the venue, and I have no intention of drinking. But I have taken my kids to pubs like Llywellens, and Ice and something or other. And I will again, I’m sure.
I beleive if my kids are well behaved and enjoying themselves they can go anywhere I want them to. I don’t allow my girls to throw tantrums - at all - in public places. Cam knows that is a sure fire way to get taken home ever so quickly you might for get you ever left.SO I am always confident about taking my kids where ever I want them to be.
do you guys take your kids to places typically not concidered kid friendly?
side note- Randy Pauch is going to be on ABC News on wed. I watch his lecture once a week. I’ve been watching it since the week after he gave it- when I first saw it - it wasn’t on youtube yet, you had to go down load it from somebody at the school. It helps me remember who I want to be and how I want my kids to be. I would strongly recommend you watch it if you can.
I was about to post something about how far we have come as humanity…
then I saw this and as I watched with clenched fists and anger, I deleted the post.
we need to get farther. I have daughters. Girls who will become black women. We need to get farther. We clearly have not come far enough. Potential Presidents be damned,we have not.
This is all I can say with out it turning into a soapbox I don’t particularly want to get on.
Somedays I feel like I harp on race too much, others I don’t feel like I say or do enough. I don’t know what to do.. which way to go.
I’ve deleted paragraphs, over and over again.
I’m sorry I just…can’t unclench my fists to say this properly.
Bri came with me to hang with bloggers… she found a Gnome… the rest is history…
She was a hit and a good good girl. Wonderful baby..
ah, It has been a time internets.
Yes – We found someone at the party stole cologne and perfume from the medicine cabinet and several bottles of wine.
So, clearly next time the party guest list will not be so open. Just a mild damper on what was a funky good time.
Our big fuzzy baby has been hangin out with us way more as Cammy has become much more Anubis friendly in these last few weeks. Which is awesome.
Cammy has certainly started to come into her own. She is dominating the puzzle world. She loves puzzles as much as I do. And I loves me some puzzles. She started off blowing through 24 piece
So my job is being, suddenly… difficult about my pumping at work. We have moved to the new office in ‘Fa Fa Away’ land, and apparently it is smaller and has less space than the office we have left. They - and when I say they I mean my second line supervisor, wants me to pump in the bathroom…
(inset cricket chirp here)
I’ll respond to that in a sec.
I pump three times a day. Including once during my lunch hour. I forgo my breaks in favor of the time I spend pumping. I am discreet. My pump sounds like a small muffled yapping yorkie, but other than that there isn’t anything I can do to make this experience any less apparent to my co-workers or supervisors. I don’t have any requirements for the space I am asked to pump in except the basics.
That it be clean, and that it be sanitary, i.e. not a bathroom.
My reasoning, if you are willing to sit and have lunch in the stall next to me, I’ll make my kids lunch in there. No takers? Well then.
Not to mention that Missouri is one of the nifty states that protects my right to “feed my child in any public or private location where the mother is otherwise authorized to be.” Last time I checked I was authorized to be at work. They gave me a badge to get in with and everything.
So you can just imagine the colorful things I would like to say in response to this resistance.
The thing that ticks me off about this is that, I’ve been pumping, with no incident at all, for the last four months - I didn’t just magically decide to breastfeed this week. But apparently conflict was in the words of Mr. Smith - “Inevitable, Mr. Anderson.” Hopefully the office transfer comes through soon and I can hopefully find - more cooperative pastures else where.
It has been a full weekend, even if we didn’t have anything planned. Friday night we stayed home, stayed in hung out with the children and hit the sack kinda early. These earlier days tend to catch up to me by Friday, as I don’t go to bed much earlier than I did before I started waking before the sun. I fully intended to go to an open mic this week, particularly my old stomping grounds, Legacy. Alas I got to see Spoken - she brought me her blow torch for to make Crème Brule, which I did at three a.m. when my milk came in and my kid was still sleeping. In the hopes of fostering some all night sleeping I pumped it off and made Crème Brule, and not with my breast milk you silly people.
Saturday morning we woke and dressed and made our way to
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So we had a full and fun Halloween this year. This was Cammys first year really getting into the whole thing. She wanted to be a princess dragon, and since they don’t exactly sell those in teh store, and they were out of dragons in her size at Childrens Place, we went with the princess thing.
We chose Princess Jasmine from the Aladin for obvious reasons. (you really don’t know me if you think I’d let my kid run around as Cinderella or god forbid Snow White) And the Littlest wonder was a kitty - in a pink tutu?!?
We don’t ask questions we just go with the cute, and she was just a little ball of cute.
I went to school with Cammy and we did the cookie decorating thing there - which went over well, and left me with no mess at home to clean. Then we picked up Jerryand dropped them both at the Botanical Gardens for trick or treating in the childrens garden . Then they walked home (which is only a couple of blocks - I love my neighborhood.) and did a little house to house trick or treating. Then they carved a pumpkin had some dinner and gave out candy to the kids who came to the door. Cammy liked that part alot.
She was in bed by 9 pm. her uncle Justin showed up in kilt, (photo will be up tomorrow) and they played a little super nintendo before bed. Gotta love a guy who travels with classic video games in the car.
all in all it was a good day.
and a great reason to take cute pictures of my babies.
enjoy!
