I.L.L.L.L.I.B.D.I.W.I.T.B.M.L.?

I Love La Leche League International But Do I Want It To Be My Life?  That is the question.  I received a phone call last week from one of our local leaders encouraging me to think about becoming one myself.  I was quite flattered, and a part of me really thinks it would be fantastic.  I LOVE breastfeeding and think it is so very important to mother, baby, and the rest of the family.  I think I would be a good leader.  I love helping other women with breastfeeding, and recommend LLL to all my nursing mama friends.  But of course, becoming a leader is a lot of work, and it is all volunteer work.  Nothing wrong with that, but if I'm putting so much time and energy into something like this, I feel as though I should be doing something to help bring in an income.  

There are other factors too.  I know Eve was an exception to the rule, but while I love nursing her (still going strong there!) there was a lot of difficulty with it too, as any nursing mom knows.  And I'm not sure that I totally agree with all of LLL's stands.  I take what I like from the meetings and leave the rest.  So I don't know if I'd even qualify.  But this past year I've also toyed with the idea of becoming an actual lactation consultant and being an LLL leader would certainly help on the path towards that goal.  I don't know.  Part of me feels like this is the kick in the pants to actually start doing something.  Then again, maybe I'm reading too much into it.  I don't think Richie wants me to do it.  Mostly because I think he is uncomfortable with the amount of liberal boobness it would bring into the house.  But it's not really like that.  Both of the other LLL leaders are LDS moms.  So, there it is...what my mind wanders to these days...

One Year

Eve turned One last Wednesday and Saturday we had her Birthday Party!  Thank you to Grandpa and Grandma Peterson, Aunt Karen and Marina and Maisie for making it a very fun and happy birthday for Eve.  She got lots of presents--shoes, books, clothes, puzzles, stuffed animals, dolls, money, and lots of other great stuff.  She had fun eating her birthday cake and like it when we all sang "Happy Birthday" to her.  

Today was her one year well check appointment with the doctor.  I recently realized that I never vented about our not so fabulous pediatrician.  Without going into too much detail I'll say that while he was a good doctor, he was also negative, defensive and encouraged formula feeding rather than breastfeeding.  Eve's nine month appointment left me enraged and crying.  So, we now have a family doc that seems pretty cool and relaxed and positive.  He said Eve looks beautiful and healthy and didn't make me feel like a terrible mother for her being so small.  Needless to say, we like him so far.  Eve had to get SIX shots today!  She cried so hard!  But not for long.  She is such a good babe.  I love her to death.  Here are her stats:

12 Months

16 lb. 3 oz.

27.5 inches

On the adjusted scale she is 5th percentile for weight and 25th percentile for height.  On the normal scale she is 1 percentile and 10th respectively.  She is doing really well!