Wednesday, June 04, 2014

"What's the difference besides the price?" I've always asked myself at the drugstore when comparing the national brands to the store brand.

Well, I seem to have found my answer.

Taste.

Getting the kids to take Advil-brand ibuprofen is a little bit easier than the store brand. And since they particularly hate being cooperative when sick, this is an important note to keep in mind.

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Thursday, February 09, 2012

Unconditional love

Perhaps my favorite parenting podcast is Leading Edge Parenting with Sandi Schwartz. I get so much more than parenting advice from it, like this poem she included in her daily email, which she calls her "Daily Love Nugget,"


Even
after
all this time
the sun never says to the earth,
"You owe me."
Look
what happens
with a love like that -
It lights the whole world

-Deepak Chopra

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Wikileaks shows that U.S. Embassy lobbied against Philippines formula marketing law

Just read this post over at the Motherwear blog and had to re-blog it - really egregious industry promotion that harms public health:


Wikileaks shows that U.S. Embassy lobbied against Philippines formula marketing law

Thursday, August 11, 2011

I have a love-hate relationship with my son's toy, the Tiny Love Musical Stack and Ball Game. Love because even after 8+ months, he still enjoys playing with it. He plays over and over with the various components, stacking the rings on his head, turning the elephant head upside down to make a makeshift hat, stuffing all of his other toys into the chute. The balls bounce and make great shakers. But hate because those !@#$! balls are always rolling under the furniture, and guess who is always having to retrieve it?

Tuesday, November 02, 2010

Dr. Seuss for Nursing Moms


Would you nurse her in the park?
Would you nurse him in the dark?
Would you nurse him with a Boppy?
And when your boobs are feeling floppy?
I would nurse him in the park,
I would nurse her in the dark.
I’d nurse with or without a Boppy.
Floppy boobs will never stop me.
Can you nurse with your seat belt on?
Can you nurse from dusk till dawn?
Though she may pinch me, bite me, pull,
I will nurse her `till she’s full!
Can you nurse and make some soup?
Can you nurse and feed the group?
It makes her healthy strong and smart,
Mommy’s milk is the best start!
Would you nurse him at the game?
Would you nurse her in the rain?
In front of those who dare complain?
I would nurse him at the game.
I would nurse her in the rain.
As for those who protest lactation,
I have the perfect explanation.
Mommy’s milk is tailor made
It’s the perfect food, you need no aid.
Some may scoff and some may wriggle,
Avert their eyes or even giggle.
To those who can be cruel and rude,
Remind them breast’s the perfect food!
I would never scoff or giggle,
Roll my eyes or even wiggle!
I would not be so crass or crude,
I KNOW that this milk’s the perfect food!
We make the amount we need
The perfect temp for every feed.
There’s no compare to milk from breast-
The perfect food, above the rest.
Those sweet nursing smiles are oh so sweet,
Mommy’s milk is such a treat.
Human milk just can’t be beat.
I will nurse, in any case,
On the street or in your face.
I will not let my baby cry,
I’ll meet her needs, I’ll always try.
It’s not about what’s good for you,
It’s best for babies, through and through.
I will nurse her in my home,
I will nurse her when I roam.
Leave me be lads and ma’am.
I will nurse her, Mom I am.

Friday, September 24, 2010

a hard evening

drive home was going well. no traffic. the baby sitter had called about heavy rain.
what rain? it was dry as can be.
then i passed xindian. and it started drizzling.
then got heavier. i had to slow down but i was still making good progress on my commute.
got off the highway. 
there was a line of cars driving up our hill.
what? there's never any traffic.
oh, flooding.
i drove through the water.
the engine stalled, and then died.
i called our mechanic. he told me to call a tow truck.
the baby sitter called just then. it was dark and stormy and my baby missed me - i could hear him bawling in the background.
i told her that i was close, so close, but the engine had died and i needed to call a tow truck.
i can't hear you over the heavy rain, she said.
i called one credit card company, then another. finally got the tow truck company. but the line was busy.
in desperation i tried to start the engine again.
it started - hurrah! but then it died. i still had hope though. i called our mechanic again for advice.
you probably flooded the engine, he said. just run it so it dries out a little bit and then try again.
after many tries, i was able to put the car in first gear and go up the hill.
i made it past the hairpin turn, and then made the final bend.
oh no! the engine died again.
i tried everything i did before. i called our mechanic again, several times.
i was so tired and frustrated. my baby needed me and i was so close and yet so far away!
finally i abandoned the car by the side of the road - i was only 100 meters away from home. 
(i'll deal with it tomorrow - our mechanic said it will probably run just fine after the engine has had some time to dry out.)
i walked up the final bit. the rain was falling lightly then.
but when i stepped out of the car it was ankle-deep. lots of flowing water.
finally got home and got to have my baby in my arms again.
"i missed you!" he said with his eyes as he hugged me.
"i missed you, too" i said as i held him close.
ugh.
what a night.
1 hour to go that final 1km.