My boobs were my tools of the trade for almost 20 months.

Once my youngest daughter weaned herself from the Magical Boob Juice, the fun really began!

(And by fun we all know I mean chaos!)

Pull up a chair, sit a while, read a few pages.

Keep and open mind and a joyful heart and you too can get pumped into the world of The Milk Maid.



I used to make my trek towards town every morning for a chicken biscuit or some other sustinance, some coffee, or later in my pregnancy a water. Now those days of battling traffic and road construction are just distant memories.

I can barely make it to the school to drop Faith off without Ava making her presence known in grand and ear-drum shattering fashion. We played "find the darn binkie- quickly!!" this morning. It's Faith's least favorite game, only because her sister is wailing like a cat being gutted with a fishing knife.

Faith keeps asking me- "Mommy, how did you do this when I was a baby... who handed you the passy then?". I laugh, tell her no one, and try to remember those days.

Faith was a good baby- a very good baby. Her first 3 weeks of life you hardly knew she was on the planet. That's the nice thing about a baby being born 3 weeks early... they dont "wake up" for a little while. But once she did-- oh boy! The kid had a set of lungs... who knew!?

Faith was a great car-baby. She'd snooze off, best I can remember, as soon as we got going. And she didn't take a passy very long. Less than two months. So what did I do when she cried in the car? I guess I blocked it out (like I can do with Ava, until Faith goes into panic mode because of Ava's crying- "It's ok Ava, Ava it's ok, it's ok Ava, AVA IT'S OK!!").

Back to the subject of breakfast. I brewed some coffee today for the first time in a LONG time. Of course, I forgot how to brew coffee so I made the kind of java that walks to your cup. But, after a little hot water to cut it with, I'm sipping away happily. If course the cream and sugar helped a lot too. I'm not sure what food I will eat, or if I will eat breakfast today. I might just have lunch twice. I'm not sure on that either- I'm always hungry (the breastfeeding mom's curse) and nothing will make the hunger subside. So I just wander thru the house, snacking my way thru the kitchen. What's a gal to do? At least I'm losing weight... for now.

Not a lot happening in my world today. Well, not yet anyways. Jef is working steadily away, Ava is napping in the carseat on the couch, Faith is at school, haven't heard from dad yet (he'll text around 10 "R U OK?"), and mom is probablly snoozing with Gidget. The Chippie-Gato is playing in the blinds, and Buster-Bean is barking in the garage. It's too cold for him to go out, and he whines if he's in... what a fickle little pup.

My breastpump broke yesterday. Well, a small connecting part is stressed and cracked yesterday would be more accurate. I found a complete pump on Ebay for 99 cents, used of course. But with a little sterilization, I dont see the problem with using it for spare parts.

Ok, so I didn't really write too much on the bf-ing. I guess there's just not much to report today- all is well, the well isn't dry, and Ava will be up soon to eat... Oh well!



meg said...

Thanks so much for reading my blog! Your's is great! I am so glad that you and little Ava are doing well. Seems like that breastfeeding is a lot of fun! I will have to get some pointers from you when I finally get to that point. Thanks for giving me a shout out in your blog! I feel so special.

Well Aradia... have a great Thursday and I will talk to you soon!

Berrymomnw said...

Love the blog, and it's bringing back such great memories, can't wait to get this baby out and enjoy him that way for a change!

singletracey said...

Hey there! LOVE the blog :-) I enjoyed it over my lunch here at work. Which was gross but palatable as I had no good lean cuisines left.. Note to self.. must go shopping this weekend. Anyhoo my deario.. have a great day! I cant wait for my utters to grow in! hahah Catcha later ..HUGS~~~