You Ate

Not really.

Today was the start of our baby-led weaning, which some like to refer to as baby-led solids … as the thought of weaning might upset them. Not here! Here, it’s a welcome thought. Here, we wonder when and if that day will come.

Anyway.

And your first attempt at consuming anything other than Momma’s . . . → Read More: You Ate

18.2

That’s how much the “beancreature” (as BeanPa has become accustomed to calling her) weighs.

Wait.

What??

That is pure, unadulterated BOOBY JUICE, people.

My question is this: How did my BODY manage to produce TEN POUNDS OF MILK?

Or maybe she’s been sneaking chocolate cake when I think she’s really in . . . → Read More: 18.2

Time

The formerly blogging Beanma (who still intends to blog) has been doing everything but … including, breastfeeding (seemingly nonstop), using my slow cooker, taking daily walks, entertaining the BeanNut with Mozart, and dancing, books and mobiles, funny faces and crazy, made-up songs, watching “A Baby Story” and crying my eyes out, negotiating time with the BeanPa . . . → Read More: Time

Hooter Hider

Is there an alternative to this thing? I mean …

Yeah, I’d really like to leave my house during the six months to a year that I plan on nursing, but …

A blanket, maybe? A large shirt? A . . . → Read More: Hooter Hider