It's been a while since I've shared a fail because I've had so many of them haha!! This one was just too funny to keep to myself.
My Zazu is OBSESSED with fries! She loves potatoes in any form but especially the sliced, deep fried, and seasoned variant. Zazu and I are munching on fries from Big Smoke and these fries are gooooooooood. They're a bit hot so we're blowing them and chewing fast because why wait. Im chatting away to my husband Judah who is driving. I realize I've ate all my fries so naturally I need to eat Zazu's. Now Zazu usually likes sharing but not her fries (like mother like daughter). She seemed to be in a good mood though. I reached out my hand, continued to talk and look at my husband. I look down at my hand and quickly pop my cold fry? I chew once and spit it the hell out!
...what the F@#* did I just eat!!
It wasn't a fry! It was an unidentifiable white calcified peice of something I presume to have once been food? From her carseat? It was molded on the inside slightly salty with a hint of sweet and it had a bite at the end... I have never... like... I cant... I don't trust her anymore lol
Fail. I made the mistake of eating off of a toddler.
If you haven't already please read 'Colorful' and ' Pregnancy Loss Awareness part I'
We are fast approaching our kick off this Saturday! You do not want to miss this! Details below!!!
The Every Ounce/Cada Onza Feeding Support Community is introducing an new inclusive feeding support community for pregnant and parenting families from culturally and ethnically diverse backgrounds. We are asking for your support in spreading the word as we invite families to meet our Feeding Support Team:
Paulina Eirces, IBCLC (Bilingual Spanish)
Luisa Duran, CLC (Bilingual Spanish)
Mia Searcy, CLC
Shani James, CLC
China Tolliver, CLCA
The Mission of Every Ounce is to promote all healthy feeding options for pregnant and parenting families through social support and education while building relationships within communities representing culturally and ethnically diverse families. Join us:
Saturday October 14, 2017
Park Hill Library
4705 Montview Blvd, Denver 80207
9:30-11am, FREE EVENT
Please see attached flyers for details. This event and all subsequent monthly supports groups are exclusively for culturally and ethnically diverse communities.
China L. Tolliver
I have good news! In the midst of all this crazy news, disaster and divisivness I bring positivity!
I have an 18 month old daughter and she still nurses. She swings from my breast like a wild child swaying left and right, flailing her feet in full delight. She smiles, laughs and plays until she has had her fill and then she pinches and pulls my nipples out of curiosity. This is everyday. Sometimes in public. She doesnt care if we are at the mall, or perusing through target aisles. She has no regard for your childs eyes or your husbands stare. She trully give zero effs about your disgusted passive agressive "really?" look on your face. She doesn't want to stop what she's doing, but she will temporarily break to say hi. Then gets right back to what she was doing. For those that have asked, time and time again, (Its not annoying but it is constant) I will answer your question. And...without sarcasim or attitude! Why am I still nursing???
Black breast feeding week is almost over but its still a celebration! Ive been talking about it all week. This is one of my favorite weeks of the year!
Hooray! Hooray to all the mothers who were able, attempted and continue to breastfeed their children. A special shout out to the black moms this week! Ive been breastfeeding for 17 months exactly (as of yeaterday) and it isnt easy. It never was easy. But im doing it! My child is healthy and fed in the best way I know how. Theres nothing like liquid gold. Im very proud of myself. My breastfeeding journey has been a long time coming. Ive written, but havent shared, a few articles on my challenges but didnt think they would be interesting enough to read but ive changed my mind. Rather Ive been reminded of the importance of lactation support. My support did not come in the form of birth workers or medical staff. Unfortunatley they failed me. They failed to offer me the same services that they offer others. From what i understand this is a repeat offense in my coomunuty. Really they fail to follow up and follow through. But the blogs!! The bloggers were there for me! So I will be too. Thats why I started. I was lost ans found my answers. I will be there for all moms and especially moms in my community. Regardless of your income, job title, or any other demographic your child is less likely to make it to their first birthday. Its all related. Lack of resources.
Again hooray black moms because we are stastically less likely to have the resources and you still make ends meet.
However, I dont want to take away from the moms who tried or who thought about breastfeeding and really wanted to but didnt have the information or support to continue. You are what this week is about. The mothers who felt the choice was taken from them because they had to return to work and couldnt pump. Also the mothers who planned to breastfeed but didnt produce milk.
Fed is best. Motherhood is challenging enough lets share in the joys of a fed healthy baby and raise awareness to the benefits of breastmilk for baby.
It is upon us!
I try to stay relevant with my topics. Many times the information I'm answering is some how connecting to my current situation or possibly a situation a friend is dealing with. I had several blogs I was just sitting on waiting to share
because I didn't think it to was the right time. Unfortunately, I've lost access to a significant amount of materials. I put in a lot of work and I'm sad that it's not available but life goes on.
Now I'm working on recreating material I've lost as well as new topics. My FAQ video is coming. Refilming was necessary. If you have any questions you would like to see me answer go to my contact page and send me a message. There is still time before I refilm.
It may appear that I post randomly however Ive been very strategic with my topics and when I decide to publish materials. This has caused me to be significantly delayed in sharing. Now I am at the point where I would like to continue to be strategic in sharing my blogs but its more important to me to get the infirmation out there. My mission is to help parents and keep babies safe and happy.
Thank you everyone for continuing to read and support my blog.
It happened...My daughter was told she has "good hair"...
I'm halfway through 27. *deep breath*
The past six months have been a whirlwind but I've learned so much...
The passion is here but the words are not. I'm am still in the hardest period of transition/ wilderness I've experienced thus far. I have full appreciation and understanding for this phase in life that I am in. In the midst of my wilderness I am taking the time to be very very present. I'm breathing in the trees, watching the breeze through the leaves and feeling the hot sun on my face as I tackle every obstacle that's coming my way. I am finding joy in my testing period knowing that my breakthrough is coming. There is promise land on the other side of the wilderness so I press through. And I press and I press, not knowing how long this period will last, saying all-the-while thank you lord. Whatever comes after this will be incredible. The blessing that will come after this will be amazing. I remain grateful and thankful for the patience of all the folks who do not know but continue to check my blog for updates. Thank you to all who continue to read my previous blogs. Somehow through all of this the traffic on my site continues thrive. I have not abandoned you all. However, when I put my figurative "pen to paper" all I can write about is the death of my cousin and feelings I have from that. There are some aspects of my struggle that can be witnessed real time and other parts that I am saving to help others get through. However I do not have the answers yet. I am being shown how to deal by experiencing and living. I am still living it. Thank you lord for that. I am still living. Hallelujah.