Message boards….

My introduction to the internet and to the whole “online” thing was through message boards…. I have always loved being able to talk to people in other parts of the world, or even people close to me… I would have loved to have a penpal when I was young… and I did try, but we moved too much and too often….

Message boards were like getting my wish….

When I was pregnant with Xavier, message boards took on a whole new meaning… a whole new way to make connections with people that had simular interests as me… a way to learn things from others also. However, with the community, especially a public one like Babycenter attitudes clash, trolls come in just to make trouble, people post about things that I would rather not read and tentions soar high at times…. I started this rant because things were too hard to read… people making their kids CIO, people not even trying to breastfeed and then spreading bad info about breastfeeding. People talking about Circ and just other things that just make me mad…. I would find myself writing long and heartfelt posts only to not send them because I would have been attacked…. So I decided to start this blog…. my place to rant when reading the boards…. the more I came here though, the less I went on the boards, the less I needed to rant, but then this blog became more then just a place to rant (though it still serves its purpose!)

I stopped going to the birthboard on Babycenter a few months ago because it just made me mad… and now I have stopped going to the AP board (or I am i the process of stopping) for the same reason… I tried to post a bit on the Mothering forums but they are just too big with o many member and it is easy to get kind of lost…. So I decided to start my own 😉

On the Babycenter AP board people talk about moving on to “Greener Pastures” when they talk about moving on to better AP boards… so I decided to use the name… making my own Greener Pastures

Everyone is invited if they are interested in talking about natural living, breastfeeding, positive parenting etc…. and even if you are not yet a parent please join in if you have questions… of course, for now we are only 3 member and there are only 4 posts… but I hope it will become a small comfortable community…

Two little videos to share…

Last week when I went to buy fish for my Sushi and Wakame salad (seaweed salad) they had me try another salad… It was a a spicy japanese salad made with sesame, red chiles, seaweed and squid. I bought a little container and brought it home and had Colin try it… he loved it!

This is just another little video…. (it is a bit dark but you can still see)

Poor kid…

I brought Colin for more blood tests today… it was horrible…

The nurse looked at the order and then looked at me and said “oh…dr.daoud” and then sighed. I asked what it was about and then passed a comment that I don’t like her either and then asked what she had to say about her… she explained that she orders too many unnessesary tests….

I knew when I met her, when we had that run-in in her office that she was not the kind of doctor that I would ever be able to trust with the well being of my child.

I told her that we just needed to check for Iron and sighed again saying that there were way too many if it was just for Iron but she couldn’t advise me cause she isn’t a doctor….

The test was horrible, Colin was miserable, crying and sobbing, signing Maju with his free hand….and all I could think of was was why we where getting these tests done.. I regret it now…. I feel horrible… I really, truly beleive that his amemia was due to his illness and not due from a lack of Iron…. I feel horrible for putting him through that… the worst part was then half way through the blood wasn’t flowing anymore so they had to switch…. I asked them if they at least had the Iron ones done and she said no… those where the two that where left…. I would have stopped it then if they were done, I should have stopped it there…. I gave him Maju and comforted him and then we had to start again…

They left the door open a bit during that second half and each time I looked up I saw all of the people in the waiting room looking at us… they all looked like they wanted to comfort him as much as I did…. and they almost all gave me a supporting smile when we walked out… there wasn’t a seat available there so I went into the archive room across the hall and sat down and nursed him… he was happy again… all was forgiven….

I still regret it…

I should have listened more to my instincts… I shouldn’t have made him go through that…

I feel awful

Why Not?

I have been a Fan of Hathor the Cow Goddess for quite a long time now….

there have been many Cartoons that have really been special

but a few weeks ago there was one that really hit home with me…

Just few minutes ago, Xavier came up to me with chocolate pudding around his mouth showing me that he had taken a pudding and then asked me if he could have it… I could have said no, could have made a big deal with it… it would have ended in a Tantrum for sure… then I thought… hey “Why not”… and told him that he could have it only it if he shared… so we giggled and ate a chocolate pudding together…. he then ate all of his breakfast with a big smile…

We say “No” way too often and often there is no real reason behind it other then we just don’t want them to….

and even then… when I really think about it… why don’t I want them to?…

Not saying No all of the time doesn’t mean that you always say yes either… There has to be limits and guidance….but… is it really awful that my child and I just shared a pudding for breakfast?

So.. before saying “no”…. “take a deep breath and ask yourself, “Why Not?” ”

Thanks Hathor!

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