Did you know I’m eligible for sainthood? Yes. I am. I’m pretty sure that mothering a child for 23 months, 6 days, 4 hours, and eleven minutes without doing any of the following qualifies one for sainthood:
Losing my goddamned mind
Slapping, spanking, biting, or otherwise hurting the child
Killing, castrating, or divorcing her father
Selling her on eBay
She [...]
Bird: *tweaks my nipple* Heheheeee!
Daisymama: No! No pinching.
Bird: Num-a-num! Heheheheheeee!
Daisymama: Wanna nursey?
Bird: *looks at me as if I’ve just stepped out of a spaceship* Hehehee, no…
Daisymama: Hmm. Is Boo suddenly too grown up for nummies?
Bird: *emphatic nod* Uh- HUH! Wah-yee?
Daisymama: Okaaaaay… *hands Bird sippy*
The thing with timing is…
Mid-August 2005, we decided we would start trying [...]
Tonight is the fifth night in a row the Bird went to sleep without her num-a-num. It’s the third night I actually put her to bed myself. (!) Yesterday there was no nursing from wake up until the wee hours this morning. Today so far there was only one quick attempt, when she latched on [...]
Edit: Just deleted whole text of my post and moved it to Wabi Sabi Mamas Sorry for any blips or confusion in Feed Readers. Here’s an exerpt:
…says that co-sleeping can contribute to frequent waking and uses the previous study to show that co-sleeping is undesirable. However, the study didn’t address continuous sleep versus sleep [...]
Often I’m having this feeling that my psyche is finally coalescing and settling in. I’m more comfortable in this existence, and I’m owning my mental and physical space more. I feel at home in my body, listening to its complaints and pleasures more, intuiting its rhythms and tides. I’m more assertive about my choices- like [...]
Sometimes I think something so quintessentially me that I giggle at myself as I race to blog it. Today’s bit of That’s Soooo DaisyBones:
I read the details about a transgender man who is carrying a child after having partial reassignment surgery that left his female reproductive system intact. My reaction? Oh! I wish I could be a breastmilk [...]
Cross-posted at Wabi Sabi Mamas, which has yet to officially launch but is being updated:
So in my newfound Nowness I have found that Molly is absofuckinglutely adorable between the little mini-tantrums. I have laughed a lot with her this week. In other elephant news, we saw Horton Hears a Who, and it was fabulous. She [...]
In two and a half months, the Bird will be two years old, and I will have reached my nursing goal. I’m ecstatic about that, and I think that someone should maybe buy me a trophy. It could have the Artemis of Ephesia on it, or Hathor. And she can also have a keyboard and [...]
I am never, ever going to wash my bathtub. Molly has created a beautiful Early Toddlerhood Abstract Expressionist piece that is so pretty. Her medium of choice is bath markers. She’s in a period of using oranges and blues together and somehow they aren’t mixing but are maintaining their respective hue integrity and it. is. [...]
OMG does this make me a post-post-feminist?
I grabbed Bitch off my shelf of books I have had forfreakingever but haven’t read. I’m like 3 pages into the introduction and I’m seriously annoyed that every single example Elizsabeth Wurtzel has given of bad-girl-ness involves women engaged in sexy badness, being the bad girl of men’s wet [...]
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