http://www.lasalette-shrine.org/check it out

we thought swans flew south in the winter

nativity exhibit

awesome

us

i've shown everyone i see this picture

elf
every year this place is lit up with many lights. we went the year i was pregnant and feeling absolutely horrible, so it was great to go back this time, with zoey and feeling good. it was really really cold though, and i remember thinking, who would bring a poor baby out in this weather at night?!!??! me! because she loved christmas lights this year.
many rides home from shopping or wherever, after dark this year, involved me constantly saying, "oh, but look at those lights zoey!" in hopes that she would be distracted with wonder and not ask for mama milk, which is one of her latest passions.
speaking of mama milk. her pediatrician was very obviously thinking ill of the fact that i still nurse zoey to sleep and, so it seemed, that she is still nursing at all. well, in my opinion, until a kid is at least 2 years old, they are still in a baby stage and should definitley have the love and connection of mama milk. when i asked the doctor, "is that bad? i mean, is it not good for her to still be nursing?" (because i wanted to call her on her disdainful look) she said quickly, "well breast is best" which seemed to come from a tape recorder...and then, which i thought was funny and weird, "SOME children even nurse until they are three!" as if that was amazing and weird. she said there are behavioral issues...and when i asked what ones, she said, "well, the sleeping for instance" but couldn't come up with anything else. i had told her that zoey still wakes up a couple times a night and that i don't enjoy that, but it's not that i'm not surviving it (which is how i sort of felt when she was waking up every hour or even every two hours a night). i just think zoey's doctor and i have very opposing views about most things and i'd like to change, but have been too lazy to do so.
now, i'm not about to lecture anyone on nursing their baby and when they should stop or begin, because what the hell do i care? and i don't know when the right time to stop is, but i want it to be something zoey is okay with.
which leads me to recent thoughts on how to help her grow up without hindering her independance, while still providing a good strong base of love and comfort for a very little person in a big and sometimes evil and scary world. i AM one to spew my thoughts on the way it seems most americans want their child to grow up the second they can say mama and dada. i really disagree with that.
another thing i'm thinking about lately is how i feel my brain has been toddlerized. i'm dealing with it better than i thought i would. i'm so upset by loss of control in many areas, but for some reason i don't mind not being able to do math or write a 5 page paper on one of picasso's paintings. and right now, i'm so tired i cannot write anymore.