Tuesday, March 17, 2009

My Murderous Cat and My Curious Kid

Today, we took advantage of the break in the rain and took a walk. Luc wanted to go on an adventure, where we tear through the brambles in an old cow pasture, over streams and tripping over quartz boulders. But we had our gigantic puppy Bear with us, so we settled for meandering down our country road. As always, the ol' rottie Shindu and one of the cats, Fish, tagged along.

There we were: baby Elijah in the BabyHawk, Bear on the leash, Shindu and Lucian leading the way, Fish trailing behind meowing. The ragtag mess of us.

We went for a detour in an empty field along the way. Short grass, path along the forest. Seemed safe enough.
And it was. As long as you weren't a bird.

Suddenly, the chubby little knocked-up cat shot past us and into the bordering field. Amazing she could get past the barbed wire without even slowing. Or without going into early labor. (Please don't lecture me on getting her fixed. I know, I know! We've lamented our idiocy with many a great big "D'Oh!"s. "She's too young" my foot!)

So the pleased pregnant kitty caught a bird. A young blue jay, from the looks of it. Hard to say since most of what I saw was belly feathers and twitching legs.

And then? Then Lucian and I looked on in a weird combination of horror and silent interest as she...ate it? Nope. She knocked the thing around a few more times, then left it to saunter back to us and the dogs.

Thanks, cat, for giving me such a lovely, special moment.
Mama? Why Fish killed that bird? Why Fish didn't eat it? Why did its legs shake like that?

Yeah. The leg twitching thing was that disturbing.
I tried to explain that cats eat birds and mice. And that we're happy when we find little rodent corpses scattered across our front sidewalk. That we don't want mice in our house or moles in our yard.
But that killing thing? Without eating the prize? Yep, I let the cat annoy me. I didn't want to have existential discussions with my 3-year-old today. Like: is it right to kill for sport? But such is life.

It made me step back and make a decision. That's where I returned to that vegetarian girl from years past.
Bean soup it is!

4 Hours of Play in 2:39 Minutes. V. Cool.

Need a baby smile to lift you out of the rainy-day doldrums?

As someone else pointed out, notice how rolly-polly this "crawler" is? Love that.
And yes, sometimes my little Elijah moves at this rate in real time. Def. Daddy's boy.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Wordy Wednesday

In the spirit of many bloggers who go for the "Wordless Wednesday" theme, I'm going Wordy. I know, I know: isn't that always true of your dear ol' Cate?! I mean, if not, how could I use that tagline?

Well, I'm sharing Lucian's wordiness. Elijah is working on his own style of sassy stubbornness, but isn't too mouthy just yet.

I'm tucking Lucian in to bed, and I turn to leave. In retrospect, I'm sure this comment came about because it was all that was at his eye level.
Mama, when I grow up, I'm going to knock you down with my big pompa.

Yes. If you know me at all, you'd understand that my son couldn't help but notice and comment on my ample backside.
oy vey.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Breastfeeding Freaks...The REAL problem with breastfeeding in public!

If you've followed my other blogs, you may have noticed that I've focused on breastfeeding lately. Or more specifically, breastfeeding in public.

Rhode Island just changed its breastfeeding law. Previously, women were spared from being charged with public indecency. Now they have the legal right to BF in public and the right to sue an establishment if it infringes on those rights. Righteous.

Then a woman turned the BFing in public thing on its head by breastfeeding while driving. Nope, not kidding. And the frustrating thing? I mean, beside putting her child's life at risk? The lil girl was an extended breastfeeder. No prob with that, but what I'm saying is that the mom could have handed her a piece of fruit if she was hungry, not put her life in danger. She's a regular walking, talking tot.

My biggest irritation with this story, though, came after I wrote it.

In these BFing blogs, I mentioned a couple of recent incidents where women were asked to leave restaurants (if you can call either Denny's or McDonald's "food") for breastfeeding their children. The fact that these were in Southern states made me muse: Should the North carpetbag good breastfeeding manners?

Apparently it can't. And leave it to good ol' Facebook to remind me.

There I was, screwing around instead of working, and some guy instant messages me. Let me tell you about this "gentleman". We're from the same small town in the 'burbs of Chicago, which for FB translates to "friends." I can't remember talking to him, like, ever. He was kind of a dork, and not in the cool, "I listen to too much NPR" kind of way (yeah...keep telling yourself that you're cool, Cate).
Hmm. Seems more pathological than dorky after this "conversation." I put in bold some of the nastiest stuff.

Our IM correspondence:
So do you breast feed in public?
yeah. Pretty much anywhere. But I have shirts and tanks to hide most of me.
Good story!
the chick who did it while driving?
So you just don't get naked and feed your baby while driving??
That was crazy! How do you do that and drive and talk on the phone?
not so much. He always tries to take the wheel, and then we fight over it, and then my 3yo tries to get into the fun (a poor attempt at a joke, I know)
I know! Plus, the girl is between 1 and 2 years old, so she could have simply been handed a snack, or the cell phone to play with!
LOL, the 3 yr old tries to drive or suck on the other boob?
neither. I lock em both up tight. The furthest they've gone w/o buckling is up the driveway
I guess there is a better time and place to feed your baby! Like pull over and feed it.
That's what I said!
And if you have another adult in the car and it's a desperate situation, climb over the seat and put yourself in danger, not the kid!
Thats good, child safety should come first
It seriously makes breastfeeders look like fanatics
Yes, it does
Plus, she has other kids, so it's not like it's the 1st time, I'm sure
Just like the ones that whip it out when out to dinner and feed the baby
Some people never learn what they do makes others look bad
A child has to eat though. I'd breastfeed at a pizza place or something, but generally no one knows. Like I said, I've got clothes that hide it.
I don't like the idea of "going in the bathroom" because I don't even like to USE a public bathroom, much less feed my baby there
And that was mostly when he was a little guy. Now he's old enough to eat his own food
But do you whip out your big DD boobs for everyone to see and then say your going to feed the baby?
No ones knows, like I said. Most women I know don't take the whole breast out!
Maybe at home?
Or would you have you two or three year old hang off your boob while everyone watched?
No, but most of the people I know who do extended BF, they only do it at night.
If you leave them hang out there it is like a dog feeding your puppies!
My son is almost one, and we'll probably stop in a few months.
I just don't know anyone who does leave them out. Really, they just feed their baby and tuck em back, even in the company of friends.
When he gets older he will go back to breast feeding again!
Thats the right way to do it, I think feed and put them away or less you have a few to feed like that lady who just had eight kids!
YOu have cute kids by the way!

Repeat after me: breast milk is food. Breasts bring that food to babies (whether they're DDs or not!). Babies need to eat. And sometimes, they need to eat in public. And that's okay. They should be allowed to.
Because I'll be damned if I have to hide out in a stinky bathroom to feed my child. I'll be in there when people with poor table manners eat in the bathroom. Because I find that offensive.

You know, just when I think that BFing is pretty widely accepted and BFing in public isn't too big a deal, I get this weirdo.

Yeah, the guy left me speechless. Yeah, the guy offended even me. Yeah, the guy made me wonder if creepy men are trying to get a peek when I feed Elijah in public.
Yeah, I'm deleting him from my FB friends. Right after I post this so he knows what the sane, normal world thinks of his vulgarity.

And yeah, ladies, I checked. He's married. Sorry to break your hearts!