Friday, September 26, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
Show Tonight
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
These Tender Moments
With my first daughter I had a goal of nursing her for one year. I would "allow" her to continue for up to 18 months. Then I would wean her. Little did I know as a new mother that these moments would become among the most tender of our lives. And when we reached 18 months she had no desire what so ever of giving it up. She continued to nurse for another 9. Now with my second, I played this trick on myself again. Feeling the pressures from society about nursing toddlers, I started to pressure myself to stop her at 18 months. Now I should know better, but that is the way it goes with me. Despite my hippy mama education, I still worry about society's rules. It was a profound relief yesterday when my husband noticed the struggle we were having. I was trying to comfort her in every way but the breast, and she cried out in utter grief. It went on for a while when he stepped in. "Why are you weaning her early?" I had a few reasons. All of which seemed completely trivial in the face of her sorrow. She is going to be my baby for about 15 more seconds. She is my last baby. Why am I pushing this? A wave of surrender and gratitude came over me. I had no idea of the kind of pressure I had put on myself and on her. I breathed a huge sigh of relief, and had a let down. The joys of nursing enveloped me again. We settled down, she relaxed and was calmed. The meaning of this blog and most of the art I make is to honor all the perfect and imperfect moments we have as mothers. Ragamama is the nickname I give myself when I need to remember how perfectly imperfect I am. And that it is all OK. We all have our Ragamama days. Tell me about your Ragamama moments.
Labels:
breast feeding,
mothering,
nursing toddlers,
weaning
Friday, September 12, 2008
Moving in here
Just moving in from my previous location at my website caryyork.com
please pardon the mess
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