Surprisingly and delightfully traditional photos of Pushba
Best as I can decipher, these photos by of Pushba were featured in a Ukrainian gallery in a photography exhibit focused on breastfeeding. While they are indeed lovely photos of Pushba nursing her son, I’m also completely tickled by the more traditional clothing she’s wearing. It’s my beloved freaky Pushba in a floral scarf!
Let’s ditch the “one size fits all” model of parenting
Like life, parenting is not a one-size-fits-all situation. Maybe it’s the idealist in me, but on this front I’m pretty much middle of the road on the stuff that seems to make parents pull out knives on each other. I don’t understand the obsession we seem to have, or at least that the media thrusts upon us, with tar and feathering one another. My motto is: make sure you’re educated, informed, evaluate your life and circumstances, and then get to the business of doing what works best for you and yours.
The journey of trying to conceive with my wife has changed the way I identify as a mom
Even though Carly and I knew we would want to have children together, we never had serious how-to discussions until last summer. I had a dream that I was carrying Carly’s baby, and I wanted it so badly that I was crying about it as I shared my dream with her. This sparked our baby planning. Ideally, we would choose in vitro fertilization (IVF), pick a sperm donor, have Carly’s egg fertilized, and I would carry her baby.
A day in the life of an organic farming family
I have been working on a photo documentary for a few years now. The subject is local natural and organic farmers/farming, and the concept is something that my husband Nick and I have been passionate about for the last six years. I am not exactly sure where it started… or how.
How black-and-white stag movies changed a tomboy’s feelings on sensuality
While I’m super secure in my gender identity, I came out of growing up an only child/daddy’s girl as an irrepressible tomboy. I may have grown my hair long and learned to walk in heels, but I’ve never known quite what to do with…sexiness? Sensuality? I don’t do that.
My partner and I suffered from baby-name remorse
Apparently the need to rename your child is called “baby-name remorse.” Considerably more common than one suspects. I came upon a few stories on the internet about baby-name remorse and even a few personal stories by parents who went through with the out of the box renaming of their child.
When you’ve read all of the Empire, here are 10 blogs on homesteading, crafts, cats, and experiments
Jax wants to know if I have any blogs to suggest for reading after she’s covered all the Empire posts. *scoff* Do I have any blogs to recommend! I managed to keep it to ten.
Nerdy-geeky-cool chandeliers, lamps and light fixtures bring personality to the ceiling
There’ve been so many nerdy, weird, awesome lighting designs popping up in my RSS feed, and I wanted a chance to look them over with you! My favorite? The handelier: a chandelier made of hands. GET IT?