Oh, My Heavens, another great sale!?!?

From my email bin, today! Remember when we hosted a giveaway? Did you miss out? Here's your second chance!

BabyBond: buy one get one FREE*

Buy a BabyBond online from Babies R Us or buybuyBABY and get a second BabyBond for FREE* !!!
Act fast... this limited time offer is only valid today 4/7/11 between 4 pm and 8 pm EST.
Oh yeah, it would be nice if you "like" us, too.

*TERMS & CONDITIONS: Customer buys one BabyBond online from Babies R Us or buybuyBABY and receives another BabyBond from Slurp & Burp LLC with only paying $10 shipping/handling. Email receipt from Babies R Us or buybuyBABY dated 4/7/11 to pr@babybondnursing.com along with your choice of BabyBond. We will invoice $10 via PayPal for shipping/handling ($15 for international shipping) and ship your FREE BabyBond once shipping/handling fees are paid. Receipt from Babies R Us or buybuyBABY must be dated 4/7/11. We must receive your receipt and choice of BabyBond between 4 pm and 8 pm EST on 4/7/11.

The Nursing Stand-Off

I'm on my final child, people.

She's 21 months old. By all rights, a little girl, not a baby. She's sweet, stubborn, bad-tempered, loud mouthed, pushy, aggressive, wild, controlling.

So, basically, she's me. Only short and blond.

I'm DONE with nursing. Honestly, I just want to STOP. I've been either pregnant or breastfeeding for the better part of five years, and to be frank, I want my body back. I'd like to be able to get my other two wisdom teeth out, which give me a headache almost every day. I'd like to be able to have a second glass of wine without feeling guilty, to be able to skip a meal I don't want without worrying about ketones.

I'd like to be able to sit on the couch without being used as a fountain.

The problem is, we're too much alike. As much as I've decided she's done, she's decided to ramp up milk production by increasing demand.

Yes, that means every time I try to cut a feeding, she adds two more to make up for it. It's so bad, people, that I was scrubbing my kitchen floor at nine o'clock last night in the pitch black in an effort to do ANYTHING but sit down, where she could get me, crying "hug" and "nyuk a nyuk" and wiggling her hands piteously at me.

It would seem we are at an impasse.

I just want to be done with this part. She doesn't. Yes, I'm irritable and whiny and spoiled. I know. I know!

But seriously, 21 months was a good run, right?

Oh no, here she comes. Guess I'd better go find something to do, STAT.

How to: Nurse in Public, a giveaway!

Sponsored by Tomoson.com

I'm NOT a fan of nursing in public.

Don't get me wrong, I don't care if YOU do it. I'm not going to stare disapprovingly at your baby eating his dinner. I support your right to feed your baby, however you choose.

As for me and mine, we'll be in the car. With the sun shade up. In crisis lock down mode. Hiding. Because I like my breasts covered in public. I'm a little uncomfortable with the whole process, largely because I KNOW OTHER people are uncomfortable with it.

There are a LOT of nursing covers out there. The average nursing cover acts as apron, hangs around your neck, and covers the baby like a blanket. They're like an apron on steroids...the actual neck may be stiff...to hold it out so you can see your baby.

These are about as popular as a box of rocks with most children. Actually, the rocks would probably take the number one spot-they can put those in their mouths. The aprons just get kicked, beaten, shooed. I've never had a baby that liked them, and I've nursed three.

And so, I hid.

This changed, rather quickly, last week. I received a Baby Bond Nursing cover to review.

This is big, people.

And it's just so common sense based. It's basically a sash you wear from shoulder to waist, with a double layer in the front. You simply leave your shirt on- YAY- and nurse. You do have to wear an appropriate shirt- I've used it now with button downs and nursing tanks, flawlessly, not so much with a crew neck shirt.

The baby doesn't care. This is brilliant. I may STILL have to hide occasionally, because she's easily distracted, but it won't be because I'm embarrassed anymore.

This is easily the one product I've wished I had with all of my babies- any new nursing mom would LOVE it.

Baby bond offers three different and very cute options- I chose the original in Charcoal. The others are awesome, as well!


The best part is...
Baby bond is giving one to one of my readers!

Entering is simple: Be a public follower of my blog, and tell me in a comment
how you feel about nursing in public, and which baby bond product you'd like to receive. I'll select a winner via random.org, on 4/1/11. Please make sure I have a way to get a hold of you-I'll gladly contact via email, twitter, facebook, or cafemom message, so let me know!

For an extra entry, tweet about this giveaway, and leave the link to your tweet. You can use the handy button.

Good luck!




I received one or more of the products mentioned above for free using Tomoson.com. Regardless, I only recommend products or services I use personally and believe will be good for my readers. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commissions 16 CFR, Part 255 Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising. Tomoson Product review & giveaway Disclosure.

Nyuk, Nyuk, Nyuk...

This is the sound my child has been making. At seemingly random points throughout the day. It's kind of maddening, as she's clearly saying it TO me, and I had no idea what the heck she was saying. We aren't fans of the three stooges, although she does accompany it with a whack now and again.

It's the noise she makes when she swallows. She wants to nurse, and she invented her own special series of words for it. I'm fairly sure she's actually capable of saying the word, "nurse" or at least, "drink" but every time I ask her to she shakes her curly head and says no.

Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk,

I will not give in to this. I'm going to keep calling it nursing. I'm going to win this one.