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.


So that's why they call them "kids"!!

Ava is part goat.

It all makes sense now- the paper eating, the funny noises, the way she puts her head down to butt me out of the way as she crawls right into where she doesn't need to be. I'm waiting for the day she gets her head stuck in a fence and begins to harass the llama.

And speaking of Ava... her mantra has become dadadadada. "All day, all night, all dada, all the time!". I told Jef and my dad that she'd better learn to say mama, or someone else would need to learn to breastfeed soon. Maybe I'll just start being dada. Humm- A plan!

Ava has mastered crawling, is a pro at pulling up, and is starting to take little crab-like steps along the length of the couch. I keep saying thank heavens she's a girl- if she was a boy he'd be in military school by now. Actually, I keep thinking if we ever are blessed with a boy joining the House of Women, he will have to be the sweetest, most gentle baby to roam the earth (since both of the girls are wild women!).

We have no plans for this weekend... Jef has to work Monday, so no cookouts. And with that whole lower sodium diet thing he must now abide by, he'd only be allowed boiled chicken anyway. Honesty, I've decided not to be so bitter about MY new diet (one bad apple, the rest suffer thru with it kind of thing). I went and found a butter sprinkle with nothing bad in it, a salt substitute called No Salt (it looks like salt, tastes like salt, but has no sodium-- wth?), and a Nissan Armada full of fresh produce and good stuff for everyone. Now, lets just say I can stand to lose weight. I still weigh less than I did when I got pregnant with Ava, but I weigh more than I did at 20 weeks preggo with her. In case you missed that episode of my life and times I lost weight (about 25 lbs) and then still finished my pregnancy at LESS than I weighed before I got pregnant. I wasn't sick at all, I just ate well and shopped a lot. Of course I put it all back on once I was a bf-ing mom. Siiigh- If I can lose 20 pounds like I plan I will let you all play "guess her weight". I'm deceptively heavy... at least that's what my karate instructor said one time.

--Milk Maid is higher in protein today that she was last night.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I wish Doran would say dada sometimes. All I hear, especially when he's upset, is "mamamamamama" Talk about a momma's boy! Secretly, though, I love it =) Good luck with the 20 pounds. I'm still carrying 10 extra from pregnancy and just can't seem to find the motivation to work harder to drop them. Funny thing is, all my prepregancy clothes fit. Weird...