Life’s a Dance

Such beautiful weather we had yesterdy and then today….UGH.  I think we’ve had more cloudy days so far this summer than the entire winter.

Yesterday a friend & I traded off kids for a few hours.  I got several things done on my list of things I can’t do alone w/a mobile baby around, like set up our new flat-screen monitor.  It is SO awesome!  My list is still long and probably won’t be completed until Jim is home and can help with either E or the tasks.  But it was nice to get a few things ticked off!

Not much on the agenda today.  Need to run a few errands.  Maybe a trip to Costco.  Then a going-away party this afternoon & evening.

DADADADADADADA  Can you guess what E is saying these days?!   She’s too cute!  Started it Wednesday and said it to Jim that night.  She continued to babble it the entire time I was talking to him.  Boy was he loving it!  I try to encourage her to say mama but she just laughs at me.

News story that had the pleasure of being today’s “blood-pressure-rising” story:  Six Flags Great America & BFing.  As a BFing mamar, I try to be very respectful of others.  I try to be discreet, if I know BF makes someone (a friend or family member) uncomfortable, I will often go into another room, etc.  If I’m out shopping and the store hs a sitting room or some other place that I can sit and nurse, I almost always use it.  And it sounds like this lady was doing the same….all you could see was the baby’s feet!  And, in return, I like to be respected also.  Please don’t tell me what I’m doing is “nasty” or any other synonym that I’ve heard.  Please don’t tell me I should be on a farm w/animals as that is the only place BFing is acceptable.  (Yes, that was an actual sentence told to me.)  Please don’t tell me I should feed my daughter in a bathroom stall unless you’re willing to take your lunch to the next stall.  And PLEASE don’t tell me that I obviously need to have more sex so I won’t need the sexual gratification from BFing.  (One, is my lack of sex that obvious?! two, I WISH I could get more sex and three, there is NOTHING seuxally gratifying about nursing!)  (And, yes, I’ve heard this too.  I attract the idiots, I guess.)  I know that there are some BFing moms who are less than discrete.  But don’t lump us all together.  And, in return, I won’t lump others with idiots like I’ve encountered!!!!