Archive for October, 2010

Wordless Wednesday: Pumpkin


October 27, 2010 at 14:20 2 comments

Me At The Connected Mom: Green Washing

“Corporations are listening to us. They are aware of our safety and environmental concerns with the products we use regularly to build and maintain our homes, or feed and cloth our families. But their listening has not produced a large amount of genuinely safe and natural products for us to use instead, but rather a multi-million dollar marketing industry referred to by environmentalists as ‘green washing’.” (Read more)

October 26, 2010 at 13:45 Leave a comment

Wordless Wednesdays: Closed Eyes and Dorky Grins, He gets’em From His Mama

October 20, 2010 at 16:17 1 comment

Me At Accustomed To Chaos: Adventures in Late Starter EC

I am so excited to have completed my first ever guest post this week! Devon from Accustomed to Chaos has recently started a blog series about diapering,  she will be featuring several guest posts from parents who diaper in different ways and has asked me to write about our adventures in Elimination Communication. Go on over and check it out!

“Looking back, I think I may have been a little ambitious about the whole thing. My intention was never to ‘potty train’ my infant, I knew that EC is a slow and gradual process for families, and especially families who decide to get started after their babies are 4-6 months of age. I knew that toilet learning wouldn’t be an overnight success. What I didn’t appreciate is WHY it is a slow and gradual process. It’s not because using the toilet is a learned skill that evolves as children develop (although it is and it does). It’s because teaching a child how to use the toilet is a learned skill that evolves as parents develop.” (Read more)

October 12, 2010 at 11:14 Leave a comment

Me at The Connected Mom

Is it quantity time or quality time that creates that secure attachment we attachment parents are striving for? I don’t know that the answer is simply one or the other, but rather I would argue that quantity time in infancy leads to quality time later in childhood. (Read more)

October 11, 2010 at 11:43 Leave a comment

Wordless Wednesday: Autumn

October 6, 2010 at 10:19 1 comment

When Will It Get Better?

I have a friend who was once attacked by a group of men outside of a gay bar.

She says the men stopped when, in the midst of their blows and slurs, they realized that she was a woman. The slurs turned to jeers and when she felt their grip on her loosen in surprise and amusement she broke free and ran home.

She tried to laugh it off. She put on a brave face and shrugged at any mention of the incident. By the time you’re out of high school it’s the default reaction. Act tough, smile pretty, rise above, it will get better.

Her attack was one of several by the same men targeting gay men leaving that same bar. It was quite a few years ago, but they were neither the first, nor the last, neither the least, nor the worst of these kinds of attacks outside that very bar, the only bar of it’s kind in this community.

When I heard about the recent suicide deaths of gay teens across the United States, and the resulting out cry to teens like them that ‘it will get better’ my mind flashed to myself: 15 and in love but both of us too scarred to admit that it was anything more than harmless experimenting, too scarred to do anything that would label us and make us targets. I flashed to my friend; cornered and scared in that ally, fighting for her life.  I think of these things and all I can think is when.

When will it get better?

When will the hatred and cruelty and Dehumanizing end? When will LGBT couples be recognized and afforded the same rights as heterosexual couples? When will LGBT people be allowed to live freely and openly no matter what their profession? When will the ‘alternative’ LGBT lifestyle be awarded more consideration and respect than flamboyant pantomimes on prime time?

When will cowardice men stop hiding together in allies waiting to extinguish all that they have been taught to hate about themselves? Which generation will it be that finally breaks free of the learned hate & teaches the next to be peaceful and accepting?

The bullying, unfortunately, doesn’t end at the doors of high school. It is institutionalized, it is engrained, it is everywhere. Maybe our capacity to deal with it gets better, maybe we find a little more power in our lives, more independence and control and feel a little more at home in our own skins. But the bullying doesn’t end with high school.

We keep saying it will get better but people are dying and I am tired of waiting.

October 5, 2010 at 12:08 4 comments

What is a Pocket Buddha?

The pocket Buddha is a talisman, whether the pocket is in our mind or our jeans, the pocket Buddha is there to add a touch of Zen to our lives. He smiles from his dark penny and used tissue filled abode and reminds us simultaneously to go with the flow of our lives and to keep our goals, hopes and dreams ahead of us. At least one moment everyday, the satisfaction of a project completed, the taste of a meal we managed to make without burning, the extraordinary patience we somehow managed to show in the most frustrating of times, the pocket Buddha throws us a pocket-lint sized piece of nirvana, and for that I am very grateful.

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