I have really enjoyed blogging. Yesterday I visited a blog that had a video on how to make laundry soap.
I was impressed. Would you ever think that full of woes over the laundry herself would be interested in making laundry soap? I can't believe it myself, but I think I'm going to try it. Hey, I grind my own flour. Surely, making soap every couple months can't be that bad.
Our school went good today. While trying to teach my boys a little about the first 13 colonies, I learned how little I knew about these people. The thought that comes to mind is
"What was I doing in school when this stuff was taught?"
Maybe I was coloring and labeling the maps given to me way ahead of when I was suppose to just like my son was doing today. Those Puritans had a lot of problems. Did you know that Rhode Island was started by Roger Williams, who preached that they should buy the land from the Indians instead of taking it outright. He was run off from Massachusetts. This was not popular! Talk about telling someone to "Hit the Rhode..."
The baby will soon be 1 year old. He is also quickly weaning himself. That must be why I've been a little moody. But alas, it must happen and I'll be free again. I feel my obligation to nurse my children is on a 12-13 month contract. He is just about done and not a moment too soon.
We're planning a trip to Washington D.C. soon and having a nurse-free baby will make the trip so much sweeter. I'm kind of getting excited about it.
There is a sadness in it all, the nursing I mean. I won't get to smell his baby cheeks as much as I do now. And the days when I could look at him sweetly sleeping in my arms will dissipate. Being nurse-free has its drawbacks..... several.
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Hey, we got back later than I thought we would, so I thought it might be too late to call.
Hit the Rhode??? You crack me up, girl.
The girls mentioned your baby yesterday and I was telling them it had almost been a whole year since the other guys stayed at our house while you went to the hospital to have him. They couldn't believe it. Come to think of it, I can't either. Where does the time go?
So what's this about a D.C. trip?
You'll have to fill me in when we actually talk :o)
My nursing contracts are about 18-22 months avg. or until I get too sick with the next baby to keep it up.
My oldest is going to be 15 at the end of May. But really, probably the 9yo or 13yo could've dealt with my ill chicken too. They all helped friends process dozens of meat chickens last year. I hear they are very good at it. I hide during processing. I'm good at that. ;0)
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