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thereyougothen) wrote2009-02-24 07:49 pm
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cangetmad
Breastfeeding: even three years after my younger child weaned, this is still a big part of who I am. even after losing a breast, breastfeeding still forms a big part of my identity. It was incredibly important to me when I had my babies, and to this day, I don't really know where the importance came from. I wasn't breastfed, maybe it was as simple as that. I wanted to be a peer supporter. I didn't want to be a full counsellor though, although I was talked into doing the training. I gave up halfway through. I'm good at the peer support and cheerleading part, I was afraid of the responsibility of the full counsellor stuff. I'd like to get back to doing more hands-on (well, not literally) breastfeeding support. But I need to put more distance between me and the cancer first. In a few years, maybe.
knitting and crochet: it keeps me out of trouble. And without a shadow of a doubt, it got me through the cancer surgery and treatmetns, and is still helping me thorugh it all. No matter how tired I got, I could still knit. I made hat after hat after hat when I was bald. I didn't even wear most of them, but making them helped me. I also learned to knit in the round and knit socks as part of my convalescence.
I learned to crochet despite my grandmother's best efforts to teach me. She was convinced I'd never learn. so i learned from books. I was about 8, I learned to knit at the same time, I recently found the ladybird book, inscribed from Aunty Tib.
I never stopped crocheting, but I never really knitted and I never learned to purl though until I was about 20, and even then I didn't like doing it. I started to knit seriously I guess just after Nicholas was born, and we were living in Penticton and I was bored. That was also when I got my first knitting machine.
As for my Grandmother - I went to visit her once when I was a student. I was wearing a black crocheted miniskirt that I'd designed and made myself. She finally believed that I could do it!
mothering: motherhood is just something that happens. Mothering is how I choose to do it. I'm not always very good at it, and I don't have a lot of patience, and that's not really a benefit, but by and large, I think I do a pretty good job. I'm raising kids I'm proud of, and like rather a lot, never mind how much I love them. Other people seem to like them too, which makes me happy. I try and do things the way I want, or in a way that seems right for my kids. Bill and I rarely disagree on parenting things, and never as far as I can remember on major things. My parents, and possibly his, disagree with a great deal of our parenting. That's fine, I disagree with theirs as well.
honesty and straightforwardness: I like to think I'm good at this. I'll probably be told if I'm not! I think that the character trait that disturbs me most of all in people is not taking responsibility for their own actions. I hope I'm not guilty of that. It's the "it's not my fault, it was only becasue of so and so, or such and such a thing." I think the best thing to do is apologise and move on. But then I'm told I apologise too often.
making your wedding guests speak Hawaiian: Hee! well, it seems pretty standard practice to end a humanist wedding with some sort of group speak. We didn't want to go for any of the ones suggested. Since a lot of the guests had lived in Hawaii, and Bill had lived there for a long time (if you call 7 years a long time) I looked for Hawaiian verses. And I really really liked the one I found, becasue it was about our friends and family, and well, that's what we're about too. And besides, getting everyone to repeat the Hawaiian words after Tim the Humanoid was really quite fun.
cangetmad Breastfeeding: even three years after my younger child weaned, this is still a big part of who I am. even after losing a breast, breastfeeding still forms a big part of my identity. It was incredibly important to me when I had my babies, and to this day, I don't really know where the importance came from. I wasn't breastfed, maybe it was as simple as that. I wanted to be a peer supporter. I didn't want to be a full counsellor though, although I was talked into doing the training. I gave up halfway through. I'm good at the peer support and cheerleading part, I was afraid of the responsibility of the full counsellor stuff. I'd like to get back to doing more hands-on (well, not literally) breastfeeding support. But I need to put more distance between me and the cancer first. In a few years, maybe.
knitting and crochet: it keeps me out of trouble. And without a shadow of a doubt, it got me through the cancer surgery and treatmetns, and is still helping me thorugh it all. No matter how tired I got, I could still knit. I made hat after hat after hat when I was bald. I didn't even wear most of them, but making them helped me. I also learned to knit in the round and knit socks as part of my convalescence.
I learned to crochet despite my grandmother's best efforts to teach me. She was convinced I'd never learn. so i learned from books. I was about 8, I learned to knit at the same time, I recently found the ladybird book, inscribed from Aunty Tib.
I never stopped crocheting, but I never really knitted and I never learned to purl though until I was about 20, and even then I didn't like doing it. I started to knit seriously I guess just after Nicholas was born, and we were living in Penticton and I was bored. That was also when I got my first knitting machine.
As for my Grandmother - I went to visit her once when I was a student. I was wearing a black crocheted miniskirt that I'd designed and made myself. She finally believed that I could do it!
mothering: motherhood is just something that happens. Mothering is how I choose to do it. I'm not always very good at it, and I don't have a lot of patience, and that's not really a benefit, but by and large, I think I do a pretty good job. I'm raising kids I'm proud of, and like rather a lot, never mind how much I love them. Other people seem to like them too, which makes me happy. I try and do things the way I want, or in a way that seems right for my kids. Bill and I rarely disagree on parenting things, and never as far as I can remember on major things. My parents, and possibly his, disagree with a great deal of our parenting. That's fine, I disagree with theirs as well.
honesty and straightforwardness: I like to think I'm good at this. I'll probably be told if I'm not! I think that the character trait that disturbs me most of all in people is not taking responsibility for their own actions. I hope I'm not guilty of that. It's the "it's not my fault, it was only becasue of so and so, or such and such a thing." I think the best thing to do is apologise and move on. But then I'm told I apologise too often.
making your wedding guests speak Hawaiian: Hee! well, it seems pretty standard practice to end a humanist wedding with some sort of group speak. We didn't want to go for any of the ones suggested. Since a lot of the guests had lived in Hawaii, and Bill had lived there for a long time (if you call 7 years a long time) I looked for Hawaiian verses. And I really really liked the one I found, becasue it was about our friends and family, and well, that's what we're about too. And besides, getting everyone to repeat the Hawaiian words after Tim the Humanoid was really quite fun.