Confession....

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Rhapsody, my most amazing daughter, is now 8 months and 2 weeks old! And
I think it is time for a little momma confession. I. Hate. Breast feeding. Yep, I hate it! I have been feeding her since the day she was born. And until 2 months ago she ate me and only me. She wouldn't touch a bottle. Maybe this is what caused my hatred of all things boob. The fact that I had to feed her every hour, on the hour, was exhausting. That's barely enough time to get a shower in, let alone have a life outside of "which boob was last?" Now don't get me wrong, I love that I can feed Rhaps. I love not spending money on Formula. I love that I am blessed in being able to continue feeding past the 6 month mark, and will most likely make it to a year. Put that all aside though, and I hate every moment! I hate that Rhaps grabs my face, and tries to put her fingers in my mouth. I hate when she pops off, leaving me exposed to the disapproving eye. I hate having to search for a place to feed a screaming baby. Do I feel like this makes me a bad mom? The fact that I hate feeding my child? NO! Because I do it anyways! I know so much about breast feeding because I wanted to make sure I was doing it right to provide the BEST start for my princess. I love counselling other moms on my own experience, as well as what research says. I've even considered going into school to become a "mommy Counselor" for lack of another word. And I'll be damned of anyone says I am a "bad" mom because I can't wait to be done breast feeding! It has been a privilege to feed my daughter, and I will do the same with any other babies I have. However, the biggest and most sacred part of parent-hood is putting your wants and needs last. I feel that my dislike for the boob has been God's way of teaching me to be a better mom.

There is an end in sight! Rhapsody had actually began to ween herself. She eats 3 to 5 meals a day with minimal breast feeding in between. My supply has seriously lowered and she doesn't seem to mind. Thank goodness for the small blessings!


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Achievement Unlocked : Full Geekdom

Nearly 22 years of age and I have just realised my full entrance into Geekdom. In high school I was unpopular, smart, took all the hard classes and was in the JROTC. What more can I say? That draws a pretty good picture if where I was in the social food chain early on in life. I never would have considered myself a 'geek' just a bit too smart for my own good. (Yeah, I hated high school, stupid popular kids).


However, I have arrived at a whole NEW level of Geekdom... Gaming. Xbox gaming... Oh no!!

Richard, oh husband dearest, bugged me for ages to pick up the Xbox controller for more than just netflixing. I refused. Resisted. Revolted. And then... Resigned. Fine. I'll TRY your stupid game, with your stupid dragons, and your stupid quests. Stupid...stupid...stupid...

Oh how wrong I was.

I entered the world of Skyrim about 2 months ago... Now, I dream in the world of Skyrim. (You think I'm joking? I'm not. That's the sad part). It took me a bit to catch on but I was pretty hooked from the moment my head was on the chopping block and Alduin came swooping down upon me to try and eat my face off... I built my character quickly, and caught up to Richard's level in no time. However, I still didn't consider myself 'geek' quite yet...

I began to notice the change, the building towards achievement Geekdom, around about the time my husband SAVED over my game! I had just improved all my armour! And found an amazing weapon! And was in the middle of a quest! Honestly? Do you hear my right now? Big giant orange neon signs pointing straight at me with GEEK flashing across them in a pattern crazy enough to begin an epileptic fit in just about anyone... I was devastated when Richard told me his "mistake"! He was devastated! At least we share our Geekdom. Always a good thing in a marriage...
Even through all of that I wouldn't have described myself a Skyrim geek... yet... I said "I", not necessarily "YOU"...

Today was the pivotal point of my becoming a full blown Xbox gaming... Nerd... (What a gross word!) I began my game playing this morning. I had been working the last few days to get my character back to where I was before. Don't worry, I'd had a previous extra save a few weeks ago so my character wasn't completely erased. Just mostly. Anyways, I had finally gotten my girl back to where I was in the game. I thought to myself, "lets up the level of hardness today to Adept." After all, when I die I can just lower it again... Adept is what Richard plays on. The man who has been gaming for most of his LIFE... Anyways, I was the bomb diggity at playing on adept! As in. Too good. Geek good. Oh. No. Then... I levelled up my enchanting to 100... And was excited. Too Excited. And it hit me. Achieving Unlocked : Full Geekdom ...

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