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Wean, Lose, or Draw

Recently our city’s zoo did a “Brew at the Zoo” event – a beer tasting held after hours.  It was a phenomenal success and sold out fairly quickly.  As I cannot stand beer, Will went with his father.  And since … Continue reading

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Breast of Eden

It would seem my household is experiencing a golden age of the boob lately.  While Stella has been into playing dress up for some time (including my brassieres), she has shown a renewed interest lately.  If I put a bra … Continue reading

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You Wean Some, You Lose Some

Weaning continues, somewhat unsuccessfully.  A few months ago, we had gotten to where he was only nursing at night, mainly to fall asleep.  The problem now is that we’re stuck there. I can’t get my son to leave my chest … Continue reading

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Check Mater

It’s a new week.  Hopefully this marks a return to my quest for balance.  The past few weeks have not felt balanced.  Oui Oui et al returned Saturday night from their trip and Will and I got to dump the … Continue reading

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The Wind Beneath My Weans

They say you’re never too old to learn new things.  I learned some things this weekend: Never ever leave urine-soaked clothing sealed up in a plastic bag. It turns to ammonia. Basic chemistry I know, but I simply didn’t think … Continue reading

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The Wean in the Willows

I need to rant a while.  Sorry.  Just a warning. We’ve all heard the saying “so and so needs to get off my dick,” implying that someone is crowding the speaker in some capacity or another, whether that be tailgating … Continue reading

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Where the teats have no name

With very mixed feelings I must report that I am no longer a nursing mother.  For the first time in nearly 15 months, Stella went to bed last night without nursing.  I had been doing the very gradual step-down weaning, … Continue reading

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It was the breast of times, it was the worst of times….

Children have no sense of boundaries whatsoever.  They don’t know that most of us (even parents) have some amount of personal space that we feel entitled to from time to time, or that some body parts just aren’t made for … Continue reading

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