Posted in Motherhood, Observations of America, Observations of Life, tagged Breastfeeding, Children, extended breastfeeding, Family, funny, humor, humour, kids, Life, mother, mothering, parenthood, Parenting, Personal, thanksgiving on November 29, 2009 |
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…I laid in the near-dark, feeding E2 down for the night, her little body curled into mine, and me drifting in and out of semi-sleep as she fed… I pulled the covers a little tighter over the two of us, and allowed myself to drift back into sleep for a while longer…
Yada yada yada. Thanksgiving was on Thursday and, let me tell you, I love me some Brussels sprouts. Love ‘em. Ate tonnes of them. A-a-and they’re still working their way through my system.
So, tonight, as we lay on the bed, I curled my sleeping daughter into me and gently drifted off… once again, that most perfect, peaceful moment…
And then I trumpeted so loudly that I scared myself bolt upright.
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Posted in Lactivism, Motherhood, Observations of Life, Who am I?, tagged babies, baby, Breastfeeding, Children, Family, kids, Life, mothering, Parenting, Personal on November 24, 2009 |
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I laid in the near-dark, feeding E2 down for the night, her little body curled into mine, and me drifting in and out of semi-sleep as she fed. After awhile, I became conscious that she’d stopped and I could feel her breath, slow and even, across my skin. I gently pulled my top back into place, careful not to disturb her at all, and got ready to carry her to bed and go downstairs, to have a cup of tea and a little mindless telly.
And then… I changed my mind. For my daughter, there is no better place in the world to be than asleep in her mother’s arms, safe against the warmth of my body, completely at peace here with me in the dark. I pulled the covers a little tighter over the two of us, and allowed myself to drift back into sleep for a while longer.
This is the best part of the day — for both of us.
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Posted in My mother, Observations of Life, Who am I?, tagged daugher, Family, humor, humour, husband, Life, mom, mother, Personal, relationships, Sleep on November 16, 2009 |
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We went out on Saturday night and I didn’t have much to drink at all — I didn’t! — but I got myself to bed so late again and so, the next morning, I was hung over from pure self-made exhaustion.
M came in the room, banging the door and waking me up with a start. Sunlight streamed mercilessly through the blinds, and I could hear the girls downstairs, playing with their breakfasts instead of eating. “Good morning!” he called cheerily and very loudly. “It’s a beautiful day, so warm again for November. Come on, get up! Time to get ready for church.” I peeled one eye open, caught his huge grin and felt the throbbing in my head, and collapsed back into the pillow. “Come on!” he bellowed encouragingly, shaking my shoulder.
I pulled the covers over my head. “I aaaaaam!” It came out as a groan and a whinge and was patently untrue.
Ten minutes later, he returned. He is a the ultimate early riser, a consummate schedule-keeper, and me still face-down in the pillow did not fit in with his plans. “Come on! Get up. It’s TIME!”
I am all about the sleeping, especially in the morning. Bed is my best friend. I shifted a bit… couldn’t open my eyes…
“If you don’t get up, I’m going to…” He paused, trying to come up with a big enough threat to pry me from my warm cocoon. “I’m going to… “ He paused again, and then he got it. “I’m going to ring your mum and I’m going to tell her that she’s right and you’re wrong a-a-and… you really should be best friends with her and… um… you don’t share enough with her and you don’t really appreciate her they way you should and… um… if you were a good daughter you’d…”
Aw, hell! I couldn’t take this! He’d beat me. I got up.
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Posted in Who am I?, tagged Blogging, Life, Personal on November 13, 2009 |
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I’ve had a lot of emails and messages from a lot of you who are a wee bit worried about me, because I seem to have dropped off the face of the planet, and especially after my last post. I just wanted to let you all know that that I am fine — we are all fine. I’ve just taken a little unintended break from the blog… and from the internet in general, really. After all those trips to ER and the being ill and endless nights of no sleep, I just needed to take a little time to regroup, I guess.
It wasn’t a conscious decision. I just found I wanted to sit on the couch with my husband, instead of going over to spend the evening with the computer. And I’ve felt an urge to do a lot more knitting and spinning — my fellow fiberistas will understand how healing that is, and how the fact that I felt that call shows that I’ve been needing its healing.
But mostly, I just suddenly couldn’t think of anything to say. Night after night, nothing came — a complete blank — despite the fact that there’s actually been quite a lot to blog about. Normally, the words just bubble up, but these past couple of weeks, nothing came to the surface.
I’m hoping the that dry spell will come to an end soon. Maybe even just posting this will help start it off. We shall see. In the meantime, I just wanted to say thanks for everyone’s concern. I appreciate it.
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