A blast from my breastfeeding past.

In honor of World Breastfeeding Week, I thought it would be fun to revisit a few of my breastfeeding stories from last year.  Ready?  Here we go:

6 Ways to Survive Breastfeeding

Breastfeeding with Boy Scouts

Breastfeeding while WHAT?!?!?

My New Girlfriends

Retirement is on the Horizon

This shop is officially closed.


Whether you are a breastfeeding veteran, breastfeeder-to-be or bottle feeder, I hope you enjoyed this little trip down lactation memory lane.  Cheers!

Most Embarrassing Moments - 4 Year Old Edition

We've been swimming a ton lately.  Almost everyday.

The best part of having a potty trained kid is putting them in their suit and then tossing a cover up over them and hitting the road.  Then there is the almost potty trained (!!!) kid.  You must bring them in their clothes with diaper/training pants and then put them into their suits when you get there.

This makes packing the beach bag a little tricky.

In the bag goes sunscreen, towels, Madeline's bathing suit, hair brush, swim diapers and undies for Ellie.  Pay attention to that last part - undies for Ellie.

So I might have one time left out Ellie's underwear.  I felt bad about it but had a dry bathing suit in the car so she slipped on clean bikini bottoms and we went on our way.  But the next time I forgot them?  That went something like this:


Oh, Ellie, I'm so sorry honey, I forgot your undies.

AGAIN?!

Yes, but it's okay.  Put on your dress and you can sit on your towel.

I can't believe you forgot them again.  How could you do it, Mama?

I'm really sorry.

I hate this!

What?

I hate this being in a bare bottom!  I'm four years old.  I'M FOUR YEARS OLD!  This is embarrassing!

It will be okay, no one is going to know.

I just hate this being in a bare bottom.

{exit left off deck in a huff}


Then Ellie and I burst into laughter.  But those undies have made it into the beach bag every time since.

Another ounce of cheese.

Madeline crawled up into our bed and pretended to sleep next to Ryan.  That's her thing these days.  Crawling into a 'big girl bed' and pulling down the covers, then snuggling deep into the pillow.  It makes me anxious because a) we do not have a convertible crib and b) they claim to want bunk beds.  But even though where Mads will lay down her cute little head after she makes her big crib escape could keep me up at night, it's ridicuously cute.  Which is why I tried to capture it on video.

Here's what I got instead.





Mads, Honey, we've been over this.  There is the camera and there is the VIDEO camera.  The above is why I do not have a candid, spur of the moment video of Madeline from the last three months.  But we have loads of CHEESE!