tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post1728602719728993422..comments2024-03-28T21:26:33.482-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Saved By Curls And KissesMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-46417028088929451152017-07-28T04:35:10.129-04:002017-07-28T04:35:10.129-04:00Ah Ms Moon, I thought of you this morning being Su...Ah Ms Moon, I thought of you this morning being Sunday, and having my own challenges ahead of me.<br /><br /><a href="https://review-chelsea-news.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">บอลพรุ่งนี้</a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-36067373749251806522017-07-25T23:53:51.597-04:002017-07-25T23:53:51.597-04:00I know a woman who breastfed her adopted son. She ...I know a woman who breastfed her adopted son. She had to use some sort of system with a tube that delivered formula but she did end up producing actual milk. So there ya go. And I have no doubt grandmothers did bring their grandchildren to her breast. It wasn't unusual for a grandmother to be having babies the same time as their daughters. One of my great x4 grandmothers had her first at 17 and her last at 46 (dear god!). She easily could have nursed her grandbabies if need be. Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89562204157331374322017-07-25T06:34:52.585-04:002017-07-25T06:34:52.585-04:00I have never liked Paul Theroux. I've read a c...I have never liked Paul Theroux. I've read a couple of his books and they always give me bad vibes. I think he's kind of a boring writer, honestly.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-83588218290848031702017-07-24T21:24:29.168-04:002017-07-24T21:24:29.168-04:00That's what I told em. Love you Leo Queen.That's what I told em. Love you Leo Queen.Radish Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06534752971317927559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-83704914283935721632017-07-24T18:57:32.872-04:002017-07-24T18:57:32.872-04:00I have read that the Mongolians of all ages and se...I have read that the Mongolians of all ages and sexes offer breasts to babies and that breast milk is considered to be the elixir of life to them. I nursed all of my kids for years and yes, they are finished when they are finished and people who don't like that idea need to shut the fuck up. It's none of their damn business. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-63838434954885545892017-07-24T18:42:01.483-04:002017-07-24T18:42:01.483-04:00I bet you could lactate so can men and there have ...I bet you could lactate so can men and there have been wet nurses since the beginning of everything. I nursed my son until he was three though by then it was only twice a day mostly for comfort and I caught a lot of crap for it but I trusted that he would be finished when he was finished and that was that. LoveRadish Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06534752971317927559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-56537738938442095092017-07-24T18:22:23.578-04:002017-07-24T18:22:23.578-04:00You know what, Birdie? Me too! On all of that. And...You know what, Birdie? Me too! On all of that. And I'll tell you something else- it sort of breaks my heart that I can't nurse my grand babies. Does that sound weird? Well, too bad. I think that back a long, long time ago, it was probably standard procedure. After you've nursed your own children, it is simply instinct to want to put a crying infant to the breast. I wonder if I could lactate again? I'll never know, but I wonder. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-18521363222969700572017-07-24T18:19:57.278-04:002017-07-24T18:19:57.278-04:00You know, there's a picture of me as a little ...You know, there's a picture of me as a little girl, older than Magnolia is now, but still quite young, and in the picture I'm wearing a brand new cowgirl hat and, I think, a holster and gun. And, to round out the picture, I am clutching my baby doll to my tiny girl bosom. This picture makes me think of that. And I love it. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-2007219344159219812017-07-24T16:58:22.899-04:002017-07-24T16:58:22.899-04:00I can't tell you how happy it makes me that Li...I can't tell you how happy it makes me that Lily is still nursing. Something I will miss doing until the day I die. Seriously. It makes me sad to know I will never do it again. Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-18112064892125046432017-07-24T16:54:23.912-04:002017-07-24T16:54:23.912-04:00Good lord that photo of Maggie on her horse clutch...Good lord that photo of Maggie on her horse clutching her baby is radiant. It could have been taken anywhere from 1950 up until now. It could be an oil painting. It SHOULD be an oil painting. Timeless. Wow. LoveRadish Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06534752971317927559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-17872342855620667972017-07-24T09:43:31.502-04:002017-07-24T09:43:31.502-04:00I love that stage of learning-to-walk when they lo...I love that stage of learning-to-walk when they look like little drunks. Determined little drunks. <br />And how quickly they become so able and spry on those two legs. <br />Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-60974623056138776762017-07-24T09:42:20.556-04:002017-07-24T09:42:20.556-04:00Yes on all of that. And our babies are always our ...Yes on all of that. And our babies are always our babies. <br />And beautiful. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-85397281075170772182017-07-23T22:49:47.807-04:002017-07-23T22:49:47.807-04:00Ah Ms Moon, I thought of you this morning being Su...Ah Ms Moon, I thought of you this morning being Sunday, and having my own challenges ahead of me. How well I know how the grandbabies can save the day; i love that -- grandbaby salvation! That Magnolia is a wonderful, beautiful child, love her name. Wish you could see my one year old Daniel who staggers around like a drunk with wide set legs, drunk on a high of moving around this world on two legs like his big brother. I love to hear you talk about your grands. Bless your heart, Ms Moon, and now on to Monday . . . BeckyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-56407736093245402842017-07-23T21:15:55.597-04:002017-07-23T21:15:55.597-04:00Those babies can turn a Sunday all the way around....Those babies can turn a Sunday all the way around. I spent today with my baby and even though she's grown she still has the power to save Sunday. Maggie looks like all those classic storybook pictures of beautiful babies with their apple cheeks and rosebud lips and blond curls. She is darling. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.com