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    Breastfeeding in Public - Madonna Style!





    I’m a long-time fan of Madonna. In the 80's, I'm pretty sure I wanted to BE the queen of pop. The first outfit I bought with my own money? White roll-down mini skirt with grommets, and orange shirt with roll-up mesh sleeves. One of the very first CDs I owned was the soundtrack to Dick Tracy (please don't tell any of this to my indie-alterna-grunge self of the 90's, she might die a little bit). Anyhow, Madonna’s already a legend in my book: independent, self-assured, ambitious, spirited, doesn't give a hoot about what anyone thinks of her. So, where's this post going, you ask?

    Well, her new album is being released in a couple of days, so I decided to check out the video for the first single, to get a taste of where her music has gone this time and... jaw drop. Because?

    Breastfeeding. Madonna, breastfeeding. In her video! "Squeeeeeeee!!", says the lactivist in me.  

    Now yes, okay, it's not a REAL baby, and yeah, she tosses the baby like a football at the end, and alright, the song isn't that great, nor is the rest of the video (though, dang, her legs look fabulous!), but still, all that aside, there is Madonna in the video, not once, but TWICE, breastfeeding "in public". So, Madonna. I still think you rock; but even more so now.

    If you want to see the video for yourself... 

    Posted: Mar 21 2012, 22:18 by kelly | Comments (2) RSS comment feed |
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    Thirty-Six





    When I was born, Gerald Ford was president. John Denver, James Taylor, Barry Manilow, and the Bee Gees were standards on the radio. A gallon of gas cost $.44. [Feel free to pick your jaw up off of the floor now. I can wait.] The Vietnam War officially ended. Jaws was the most popular film of the year. The VHS tape (now obsolete) was introduced and Bill Gates created Microsoft.

    Me. Today. On my 36th Birthday
    Turning thirty-six insists that I’ve officially moved into the “next age bracket”. This means that when I fill out forms, I’m no longer grouped in with the 20-somethings (see Wiki: US Census - Middle Age). I’m starting to be called Ma’am instead of Miss. The gray hairs which I’ve been sporting for the last 10 years are starting to accumulate (which, to be frank, I actually like, and am doing nothing about, so take that, Time). The “oldies” station on the radio plays 80’s music now. But I’m not complaining; I loved eighties music.
    This year was awesome. I started running. Back on April 12th, I got up off my bum, and got on the treadmill. (I only lasted about ¼ mile). I got up the next day and did it again (& the next day...). Next week, (almost exactly 6 months after starting running), I will be running a 10k event! I’m feeling healthier than I have in a long time. I’m reading much more often again. I travelled a lot this year with my family. I’m writing on my blog with greater frequency (and I think people might actually be reading it? Anyone? Anyone? Beuller…). Adam and I have gone to see real movies in the theatre recently. AND? I started back roller skating! So my 36th year was a darned good one.
    But, here’s the thing. I’ve noticed that my hollywood contemporaries are aging, and… I don’t recognize the new ones. The 20-somethings of the world look so young to me. The teenagers I see in are babies. Heck, my own children will BOTH be teenagers in less than 6 years. What…WHAT?! Jane’s Addiction is about to release a new album and I remember when their first one came out. My friend from college said about the new album, “I may have to get that for my Geriatric Lollapalooza mix”. Which… Exactly. (Sigh.) See, Kurt Cobain has been nearly 20 years gone, but when I listen to Nevermind, it sounds fresh to me! Time is passing, things are aging, but I’m still feeling young, and my memories of youth are still bright.
    I don’t have a problem with aging, really (really, really). Age really is just a number, blah-di-blah. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit the passing of time weirds me out just a little. My kids (no longer babies) have never not known a cell phone (my youngest hasn’t ever not known a smart phone), and have no idea what it’s like to carry change around for a payphone. What’s a payphone, Mom? We sold the last of our VHS tapes at a garage sale this year, and we converted our CD collection to digital six years ago. My mother’s generation? They went to the moon. My generation? They’ve discontinued NASA and downgraded Pluto from planet status. Time passes, things change, time continues on, etc., etc....
    I’ve got a lot of time left. (89 years, actually, since I plan on seeing the next century.) So I guess I’d better get used the fact that my kids are currently better on computers than I was in high school. It’s just the way it is. I embrace the passing of time as each moment shows me something new. So, hello middle age (ha!)… what can you show me?
    Posted: Oct 07 2011, 15:22 by kelly | Comments (5) RSS comment feed |
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    Sunday Spark: Oh River Rise From Your Sleep





    This entire album is wonderful, but this song in particular is quite touching. Hope it gives you a little spark to start your week. Enjoy!

    The Maker – Dave Matthews & Tim Reynolds

    (Live at Radio City, April 22, 2007)

     

     

    Oh, oh deep water, black and cold like the night

    I stand with arms wide open; I’ve run a twisted mile

    I’m a stranger in the eyes of the maker

    I could not see for the fog in my eyes

    I could not feel for the fear in my life

    From across the great divide, in the distance I saw a light

    John Baptist walking to me with the maker

    My body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep

    But I can’t work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away

    I’m not a stranger in the hands of the maker.

    Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters

    Standing there with broken wings?

    I have seen the flaming swords there over east of Eden

    Burning in the eyes of the maker

    Oh, river rise from your sleep

    ~ Daniel Lanois (The Maker)

    Posted: Oct 02 2011, 22:27 by kelly | Comments (1) RSS comment feed |
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    Deep Peace





    On this September 11th, I wish deep peace to everyone on our earth.

    Libera singing one of my favorite sacred chorale songs (it's beautiful, take a moment to listen):



    Deep peace of the running wave to you
    Deep peace of the flowing air to you
    Deep peace of the quiet earth to you
    Deep peace of the shining stars to you
    Deep peace of the gentle night to you
    Moon and stars pour their healing light on you
    Deep peace of Christ the light of the world to you
    Deep peace of Christ to you

    ~Gaelic Blessing (John Rutter)

    Posted: Sep 11 2011, 20:34 by kelly | Comments (2) RSS comment feed |
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    Secular Bedtime Prayers for Children





    As a child I went to sleep every night “saying my prayers”. The repetition of familiar words every evening was a calming ritual for me; helping me settle into the business of sleeping.

     

    Now, as a (non-religious) adult, I no longer say these prayers at night, though I recognize the benefit of having a routine in the evenings. Sometimes I miss having a “prayer” of sorts to say at night, but somehow, “Now I lay me down to sleep… if I should die before I wake…” doesn’t seem quite appropriate anymore (actually, wondering if the mention of death before sleep was ever really an appropriate prayer for a child), so I resort to tea and television or books or the internet as my sleep aid. 

     

     

    I’ve come to recognize, over my years as a parent, the need for routine for children at bedtime. Adam or I still lie down with our kids each night, oftimes we talk about our favorite & least favorite parts of the day.  Sometimes we say what we’re thankful for.  Occasionally we’ll sing a song, tell a story, or math quizzes (all at our children’s request - they naturally love math, thank you Maria Montessori!). And while the spontaneity of our before-sleep ministrations has a certain appeal, I also sometimes wish we had a more regular routine. I’m not saying that we need a prayer before bed; yet, I think repetition can be a calming lead-in to relaxation and sleep. And, as my children get older, a prayer of sorts could be a comforting reminder of home, and of childhood.  


     

    So to that end, I went out into the vastness of the internet (even calling on my Twitter friends for help), and located a few non-denominational poems/songs/prayers that could fit the bill for a calming night time routine. Here are a few of my favorites…(I've adapted/edited a bit; sources are below each)

     

     

     

    Goodnight Earth

     

     

    The earth is big and fat and round.

    I love the sky, the sea, and the ground.

    I love the birds and dogs and sheep,

    and all the animals that fall asleep.

    I love the flowers and rocks and trees.

    I love the earth, and it loves me.

    (Source:  http://paganwiccan.about.com/od/pagankidsbedtimeprayers)

     

     

     

    We Love the Earth  

    For the golden corn and the apple on the tree,
    For the golden butter and the honey from the bees,
    For the fruits and nuts and berries we gather on our way,
    We love the earth and thank it everyday.

     

    (Source:  http://www.beliefnet.com/Prayers/New-Age/Meals/In-Gratitude-To-Mother-Earth.aspx + a special thank you to @resident_hippie for pointing me in the right direction for this one*)

     

     

    Count Your Joys

     

    Count your joys instead of your woes;

    Count your friends instead of your foes.

    Count your smiles instead of your tears;

    Count your courage instead of your fears.

    Count your full years instead of your lean;

    Count your kind deeds instead of your mean.

    Count your health instead of your wealth;

    Love your neighbor as much as yourself.

     

    (Source: http://www.naute.com/inspiration/count.phtml)

     

     

     

    The Earth Mother

     

    We are thankful to our Mother, the Earth, for she gives us

    all that we need for life.

    She supports our feet as we walk about upon her.

    It gives us joy that she continues to care for us

    as she has from the beginning of time.

    To our Mother Earth, we send greetings and thanks.

     

     

    (Source: http://ancient-pnevma.blogspot.com/2011/05/humble-yet-wise-native-american-prayer.html)

     

    *A thank you to @DianaIBCLC & @BeingMama for their fabulous before-bed ideas too

     

    So what does your bedtime routine look like? Do you have a specific prayer or poem or song you recite every night; or is each bedtime different?

    Posted: Jun 06 2011, 18:52 by kelly | Comments (12) RSS comment feed |
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