November « 2009 « Raising My Boychick

A day without nursing

The Boychick has been nursing a lot less in recent months. It started when I needed to put limits on when and for how long he could nurse, especially during and around my period — I kept expecting the sensations to bother me less, and for him to nurse more, at different points in my [...]

USA Thanksgiving break

My parents are in town (WOOHOO!), there’s all sorts of cooking to be done (let’s not even talk about the cleaning), and, as always, my mind is full with far more posts than there is ever time to write.

So I’m giving myself a break.

Who knows if I’ll actually take it? Last time? Not so much. [...]

It all falls down

For the 20th time since the Boychick was born, my uterus sheds its endometrial lining. For the 20th time since the Boychick was born, it all slides down my vagina, falls between my lips, is absorbed by the cloth between my legs. I’ve talked about that before.

Here’s what I don’t talk about: all month, all [...]

International Transgender Day of Remembrance 2009

November 20 is the International Transgender Day of Remembrance:

The Transgender Day of Remembrance serves several purposes. It raises public awareness of hate crimes against transgender people, an action that current media doesn’t perform. Day of Remembrance publicly mourns and honors the lives of our brothers and sisters who might otherwise be forgotten. Through the vigil, [...]

The M-word: in which I indulge in angst, whining, and more angst

So, for some reason, some o’y’all seem to like my writing. Or what I have to say. Or something about this blogging thing I do, anyway. (Don’t ask me why, I dunno either; I’m still trying to figure it out.)

And, this blog, for some reason, is getting a teeny, tiny bit Out There. Which is, [...]

#doctorwhofail

I watch a lot of Doctor Who — New Who, yes, but we’re also working our way through the old series (we started with, and recently finished, the 4th/Tom Baker era, and are now on to 5th/Peter Davidson). I also Tweet, um, rather a lot. And so I often find myself tweeting about Doctor Who [...]

Paraskevidekatriaphilia

paraskevidekatriaphobia n. the fear of Friday the 13th

I do not have paraskevidekatriaphobia. Nor triskaidekaphobia (fear of the number 13). Quite the opposite: 13 and I are dear friends. I look forward to Friday the 13th whenever it rolls around.

This probably originated with my innate contrariness. 13 is unlucky, society says? 13 is my lucky number, [...]

WFPP Guest Post: The Family Poster

In this entry to the Womanist/Feminist Parenting Primer, we see that sometimes the little moments and the big moments are the same thing.

When Susannah told me this story, of making her preschooler’s “family poster” and realizing it’ll be the first time he’ll really be vulnerable to homophobic bigotry — or “simple” ignorant schoolyard teasing [...]

But how do they all fit?

Around here, we do — or aim for — intuitive eating for the whole family. We started with breastfeeding on cue; we did self-feeding (also called baby-led weaning, with the British definition for “wean”: to introduce anything other than milk) with the Boychick since he first had solids at 7mo, eating the same food we [...]

Diaper-free, but kyriarchy-laden

I’ve been pestered a few times to write a post on elimination communication (or EC), because even among the “crunchy” set, it’s pretty uncommon, and we were “successful” with the Boychick: he’s been diaper-free (by his choice) since he was 9 months old, and more or less continent and “toilet trained” since around a year [...]

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