Las Vegas Mama

This totally cracked me up, I do not know why. It just tickled my funny bone like you would not believe. Its a beanie. For a baby. Its called... ready? .....  a Boobie Beanie! Normally I am a bit protective of the muppets , and prefer modesty in all things. But this is a nursing thing. It falls under the "natural" category, so it does not offend my sense of modesty. Granted, I may never want to put one on my baby, but I sure can appreciate it because I am very pro-nursing, and sometimes when you are nursing you feel all exposed, kinda like this. Whew! Still laughing...! If you love it and must have it for your nursling, you can get it here .

Violet slept through the night last night!  Now if only I could train myself to stop automatically waking up at 2am and 4am.   So far bedtime has been about laying in wait like a crazed mommy puma until she is so sleepy she cannot resist my pounce, and then I grab her by the scruff of her neck and throw her into bed. I am looking forward to instituting a real bedtime routine. Soon.

Baby's hand down my shirt, creating embarrasing public situations.  Like at Church.  "Good Morning, Father. Why, yes...my muppets are being pinched as we speak." Awkward.

I decided that yesterday's post will retroactively kick off Muppet Week, since I am traveling the difficult journey of trying to wean a baby that is not too interested in weaning. Let's see just how far I can take my own ridiculous ideas. Welcome to Muppet Week! My second night of weaning went alright. She wasn't happy but she put herself back to sleep a couple of times. She still went Great White in the morning though! Today I am rewriting the lyrics of " Let My People Go ". Let My Muppets Go When Violet was in Nursing Land, Let my Muppets go, Oppressed so hard they could not stand, Let my Muppets go. Chorus Go down, Mommy, Way down in Nursing Land. Tell ol' Violet, Let my Muppets go. It's time to learn, tired Mommy said, Let my Muppets go, If not, I'll throw you in your bed, Let my Muppets go. Chorus Go down, Mommy, Way down in Nursing Land. Tell ol' Violet, Let my Muppets go. O let them now from bondage flee Let my Muppets go, A...

It's time to free my muppets from tyranny, oppression and injustice. The imprisonment of my muppets is terribly vexing, as is all Muppet Abuse, so we are going to protest, and I am circulating a petition to free them. What I am trying to say is that I have started the process of night weaning Violet. Our protest chant is going to be: “Muppet Abuse has got to go! hey hey! ho ho!” Oh, and also " Uvas No ! " That one is just for good measure.

Are you a nursing, babywearing, midwife-consulting mama? Yeah, me too. We seem to be plentiful in Las Vegas these days. I love nursing my 1-year old, Violet. The emotional connection that stems from this just cannot be beat. But at the moment, its getting really, really old. Ever since she got sick around Christmas time she has stepped it up and went from nursing once a day to nursing every hour or two during the day and 2-3 times at night. She is nursing right now . And my muppets* hurt. I am starting to wish she would wean already. *My 3-year old, Ivy, confuses the word for muppets with nipples. I will henceforth refer to my nipples as muppets. I encourage you to do the same for yours, it adds a certain je ne se quoi when you are discussing nursing.