I was pleasantly surprised by a story today. A friend of mine, (who’s daughter attends the same class as the Bear), stopped me in the parking lot at pick up, smiling broadly.
“I was going to email you, but here you are so I’ll just tell you instead. J is my favorite feminist.”
While dropping something off [...]
Archive for February, 2009
Postmodern Kindergarten
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged boy, hope, kindergarten, new generation, postmodern feminism, pride, waldorf on February 28, 2009 | 5 Comments »
First Born
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged baby, first born, husband, learning, love, son on February 27, 2009 | 10 Comments »
I guess it happens to everyone who has more than one child. The new baby comes in like a whirlwind and the sheer force of trying to maintain life pushes everything to the edge, with only survival pulsing in the center. The first few weeks you have to re-learn how to do once simple tasks while juggling [...]
She’s Got More Records Than the KGB
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged bad-ass, censorship, M.I.A., powerful, pregnancy on February 24, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Kala is one of my favorite albums, which is why I was excited about M.I.A. being on the Grammy’s in the beginning. However, upon viewing the performance (which was a joke in that it should have been her preforming ‘Paper Planes’ which is brilliant, instead of being a living sample for an inferior product…just my opinion obviously) I [...]
All Fingers and Toes Accounted For
Posted in Uncategorized on February 21, 2009 | 3 Comments »
My little nephew arrived safely at 12:40 am, weighing in at eight pounds even and measuring nineteen inches long, with what I am told is an impressive head full of dark hair. (Something new for us, my family up until now was populated by bald headed babies ). Mama and babe are resting up and [...]
The Universe is Growing
Posted in Uncategorized on February 20, 2009 | 3 Comments »
My sister Bex is laboring right now. If you have a candle available, please help light the way for my little nephew.
This Aggression Will Not Stand, Man.
Posted in Childrens, Political mumbo jumbo, Uncategorized, tagged child free, childbirth, dummy mummy, feminism, motherhood, Rachel Cook on February 19, 2009 | 11 Comments »
Smug, Boring, Selfish. That’s what Rachel Cooke of The Observer thinks of me (and anyone else who has decided to raise children).
Her main point is this: if you have children it should not be all you talk about, especially not to your child-free friends. I agree that one should have a broader base of subjects [...]
Idle Business
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged baby, busy, dishes, idle, poem, tired, working on February 17, 2009 | 3 Comments »
This week has been slow. I changed my schedule at work and my body is still adjusting to second shift. My day begins at 7:30am when the kids wake up and ends at 1am the next day. I’ve had the feeling of moving underwater for most of the time. My work day blurs past me [...]
Pink, it’s a loaded color…
Posted in Childrens, Dad, Political mumbo jumbo, Uncategorized, tagged boys, feminine, gender, pink, societal norms, stereotypes on February 13, 2009 | 11 Comments »
I have always prided myself with being an open minded person, especially in regards to gender issues. Before my children were born, I had always imagined that I would mother little girls, arming them with the knowledge that they could be strong, smart, independent and proud of their bodies and it doesn’t matter what others think [...]
Curse you, Magic Box!
Posted in Uncategorized on February 11, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I consider myself to be fairly technologically savvy. I mean, I set up our wireless router and I do tell people how to use their electronics for a living.
Sunday I journeyed home for my sister Bex’s baby shower. My mother had to go over to help our other sister Boo with set up, so my father [...]
No Thanks
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged breastfeeding, coupons, formula, grocery store, infant, kroger, supplies on February 7, 2009 | 7 Comments »
As a working mother who breastfeeds, my pump is my co-pilot. Each work day, it can be observed swinging by my side as I head into a private conference room. My storage method of choice: Lansinoh milk bags, of which I go through two or three a shift depending on how plentiful I am at [...]








