Boobology Degree?......lol

Here is one of my favorite rants from just after having "fatso"

..."I wanted to tan so I don't look like crap the first time I step back out in public in a 2pc....."polar bear" was not quite against it, but he wasn't for it much either!
I had a lactation issue when I laid down on the tanning bed and out of a 5 min tanning session...I got 25seconds :-( I was not a happy camper...My milk came in at the worst time possible! Not when "fatso" is hungry or when she cries or when she over sleeps and I need to relieve the pressure in my breasts...it comes in when we're in Walmart and I can't do anything about it, or in the checkout line at Target and I have no pump and she already ate...
or when I lotion my self up for a tanning bed and have no way of doing a quick express. Not every 3hrs like I want it to..... only every 10hrs or so when there's no way of getting it out of my body and into hers...then I loose it all together and it comes in less often and less amounts....anyway,

I was embarrassed and laughing at the same time about the tan thing, and I was trying to tell "polar bear" what happened and it was as if his silence was screaming..."i told you not to tan, its your own fault that happened"...pist me off! I'm sad now cause I still wanna tan but I want my milk to come in properly....and neither one can happen on a regular basis like I would hope. Even with me taking handfuls of red raspberry and fenugreek 5times a day....I'm lucky to get 4 oz after pumping 2ce. It's pee-sing me off man! I'm outta ideas and I don't know what to do anymore!....where's Dr.Oz at when I need him....."Dr.Oz, why won't my milk come in when my baby needs it? Why is it there when she's asleep or full of formula, and not there when I really want to nurse her?"

~~~Senorita VENTura~~~

Keep in mind this was a while back and yes, I have since fixed the problem and stopped breastfeeding. Just had to share this....

Pictures from 2005 that ive found recently

"There Aren't Words" August 26th 2005

Today I was playing with Kordell and he was 'fighting' my hand with his. cute. He would push my hand away with his and we were tugging on one anothers hands. all of a sudden i let go of his hand and it had this crazy rubber band action going, he smacked himself right in the mouth. HILARIOUS!! He was totally smiling so i kept the action going and rubbed his fist over his lips and started making all those 'mommy' faces and sounds. blblblbllblblblb, dabadabadabadaba, yoppydoppychoppy and other scrunched up-face noises. Out of the blue, HE LAUGHED!!!! YEEEHAAA!!! It was his first REAL laugh. These last few weeks he has done that squeel thing when he wanted to laugh but was breathing in to hard and squeeked. NOPE, NOT any more. He is now officially a 'goober'. He just wont laugh or smile as much if he can see daddy. GEEE, I wonder why??????? :)

August 3rd 2005, meet Kordell

Hello there folks and welcome to my Blog. All about my family. The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. First off, I would like you all to meet my son, Kordell. His full name is a mouthful but we like it. He just has a lot of name sakes, that's all. He was born on April 22nd 2005, at 11:22 AM. He weighed a whopping 9lbs 4oz and was 21 inches in length. We obviously don't have a 'small' family. He is not gonna have a chance at being short, although there is nothing wrong with it, but his Dad and I are both 6ft tall.

I was feeding him yesterday(8-2) and his belly got full and he passed out. Sooooooo Cute!!