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Saturday, April 19, 2014

40 Days of No Facebook

I gave up Facebook for lent, and I was hoping for some great revelation.  Something along the lines of “it was great to spend more time with my family.”  Or maybe something like “It was a relief to not have to come up with a witty status update that didn’t involve the weather.”   Sadly my revelation was simply, “this is so inconvenient.” I did not learn sacrifice or improve my relationship with God in any way. 

I am Board President of the Chicago Chapter of the National Organization for Women, in order to organize, I use Facebook as a tool daily.  Whether it is for networking or sharing information.  I will admit, I had to sneak on there quickly to get some stuff done that I couldn’t do without it, like to share a Facebook event invitation. I tried to come up with creative ways to do what I needed to do, but in the end Facebook was often the best tool.  I guess the positive is, I am efficiently using that tool. 

During lent, technically a little more than 40 days, my baby has grown up so much.  She has rolled over, crawled, started sitting by herself and started eating baby food.  She has grown so fast.  I feel like many out of state family and friends have missed out on seeing this.  The next picture I post (that only friends and family can see) is going to make them shocked.   I missed sharing my pride and joy with people who have known me for so long.

I feel like I have missed what’s trending in the world.  I’ve missed that cute youtube video.  I’ve missed what the popular song is.  I’ve missed the story about heroism or that tragic disgusting story.  Don’t get me wrong, I still read and watch lots and lots of news, but I miss seeing what other people think is interesting or worthy of sharing. I missed knowing what big events are happening in people’s lives.  I know there is so much I have missed out on.

I really missed not being on Facebook during the elections I missed what people were saying or debating.  I missed staying connected while also trying to run the CNOW PAC.  Social media has become a necessary part of campaigns. 

A few days ago, the talented Gabriel Garcia Marquez died. I missed having people to mourn with.  Marquez was the Latin American author.  He made realism magico popular and received the Nobel Prize in literature for his work.  He painted a picture of Colombia that was something more than La Violencia (both the era & the violence).  He was famous for his novel A Hundred Years of Solitude, but one of my all time favorite novels is Love in a time of Colera.  Without Facebook, I wasn’t connected to my friends who felt the deep sadness of a world without such a gifted writer in it.  I missed sharing that loss and discussing it. 


In conclusion, the benefits and convenience of Facebook out weigh the distractions of it. I learned that Facebook is now a common part of my life as email is.  I wouldn’t give up email or my telephone, so I shouldn’t give up Facebook.  I just have to remember that everything in life is ok in moderation.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

La Leche

I did it!  

There are so many things about pregnancy and being a mother that I planned, but did not work out.  When I set a goal that my daughter would be exclusively breastfed until she was 6 months, I knew it would not be an easy task.  But I did it!
For when I'm doing
my "motherly duties." 

This isn’t a judgment against those who couldn’t or chose not to breastfeed.  Everyone has to make the decision about what is right for their own situation.  

This is all 100% a big pat on my own back.  This is about me. 

This is about me making a decision that what was best for my baby was for her to only drink breast milk for the first six months of her life to lower the risk of her getting diabetes. 

This was about me knowing that exclusively breastfeeding for 6 months could help lower my risk of getting ovarian cancer.  I kept this valuable information with me at 3am when I was exhausted.  I will do anything to increase the possibility that I will be on this earth to meet my grandchildren. 

This is about me returning to work after only 6 weeks of maternity leave, but not giving up on a goal I set. 

Antique Breast Pump
(I didn't try this one)
This is about being a working mom and the president of a board for a women’s rights organization, but still finding the time to remain committed to breastfeeding. 

This is about that day I had to get back to a reporter on a deadline and I had a desk full of work, but I multitasked and prioritized so that I could still manage to bring my daughter her dinner.  

This is about, in Illinois, according to the CDC, only 11% of babies are exclusively breastfed for 6 months.

This is about two weeks ago when my milk supply dwindled and the milk in the freezer was gone.  I ate carrots, pumped, ate garlic, pumped, ate oatmeal, pumped, drank nursing tea (a lot of nursing tea), pumped, took fenugreek, pumped, called the lactation counselor, power pumped, drank lots of water, and woke up and pumped even when the baby was sleeping.


This was about me, wanting to give my daughter this one simple gift. 


And I did it!