The dudes, off to fourth and second grade.
They get to walk half way to school on their own this year. (There’s a way too busy crossing they have to make to go the whole way alone.)
And, since the chick didn’t make it into the county PreK or the one at the boys’ school -
Cause a chick has to get her learning on to get ready to go to kindergarten next year.
This is late because we had that whole pesky internet or electricity situation again last week, and well, electricity won. I made a tough case for the internet, then I remembered it would be useless to me without electricity to power my Wi-Fi stuff.
I mean really there isn’t too much to tell. I pushed breastfeeding down everyone’s throats so often my husband started joking about it. However, after breastfeeding 3 kids a combined 34 months my husband actually JUST that week learned that a baby latching on to a boob is called… latching on. I can’t tell you how many times I have heard him use that phrase since this month started. Also, all my posting about it to Facebook – including several pictures – made my cousin comfortable enough to breastfeed in front of my mother and I when she came by last Friday.
I got mine and Mason’s breastfeeding portrait from the Big Latch On.
I am seriously beyond in love with this picture. I wish I had one from each of the kids.
The poor dude was just so darn tired! We woke up early so we could get everyone ready out the door on time, and the boys dropped off at my mom’s, and then make the drive in to Memphis. Plus, the event took place right smack in the middle of his nap time. All he wanted to do was nurse and go to sleep, but I kept making him wait so that he wouldn’t fall asleep and then not be nursing during the actual time he needed to be latched on. About 5 minutes before I went ahead and let him start and then he didn’t stop until like 20 minutes later – long after all the other babies were done. We did get some pictures taken of us, but I haven’t seen those or gotten them yet. Maybe if the photographer OKs it I’ll share them when I do.
It wasn’t until after I started regularly getting online, sometime between the birth of Zach and having Ryan, that I realized that some people can be rather vocal against breastfeeding. I remember at the time wondering, “why? how?” Roughly eight years later and I still just sit and wonder at the negative reactions.
I guess I have my mother to thank. She breastfed us, she was open about it. We grew up on stories about silly or annoying things that we would do while nursing. She gave us bottles and formula too (well, I believe only one of us got formula). But when I got pregnant with Zach we never had discussions about formula or bottles. We had discussions about breastfeeding and pumping. I sort of thought everyone was like that.
In honor of today being the start of World Breastfeed Week I thought I’d take today to share some of my favorite photos from our breastfeeding experience.
I know, I promised it like a week ago, but then, you know, life happened. It just has the habit of doing that you know.
Anyway, enjoy!
Note to everyone – I am still doing my project life. I mean I’m way behind (duh). I just finished my pages for the first week of June. BUT. I am not quitting! Anyway, here are the next set of pages because I, um, forgot I was sharing them on my blog until I redid the “Found on the Blog” page.
