Zen and the Art of Kicking My Own Ass...

Let's talk about Zen, ba-by!   

Obviously, my name here on this oft neglected blog is "Zen Mommy."  

It is also Zen Mommy on one of my FaceBook pages.

 "The Zen Mother" is the name of one of my websites and email addresses.  

Judging from those things alone, one might assume that I am into this whole Zen thing...

Well, I am...

...kind of.  

According to Wikipedia, "Zen," is "...a school of Mahāyāna Buddhism.  The word Zen is from the Japanese pronunciation of the Chinese word Chán (禪), which in turn is derived from the Sanskrit word dhyāna, which can be approximately translated as "meditation" or "meditative state".

I'm not a Buddhist, and I'm not all that great at meditation, either.  

So, why do I call myself Zen Mommy?  

I have, probably rather ignorantly, used the term "Zen" to mean calm, peaceful and enlightened.  Maybe that's not what it means in its entirety, but that's what it means to me.  

I have NEVER wanted to be one of those moms who sneaks off to pop a Valium while one screaming baby paws at my spit-up covered shirt and another one is stuck on the potty chair.  

Instead, I have always aspired to be a mommy who remains completely cool-headed while one screaming baby paws at my spit-up covered shirt and another one is stuck on the potty chair.

That is why I am Zen Mommy.  

My exercise habits are also a good example of how I incorporate my version of Zen in my life.

I am, very much, into health and fitness.  My body-building hubby is currently studying for the most respected and most difficult to obtain Personal Training certification, and I am a Pole Dancing for Fitness instructor who is also currently studying for a respected Aerobics Trainer certification.  In our house, the gym, protein shakes and a healthy diet are a way of life.  

Our scale is in our dining room.  

Right next to the body fat analyzer.  

Our three year old will only eat "organic" and enjoys a protein bar after her ballet class.  

We ALL love our work-outs.

That said, I get a little...weird, about mine.  

I have instructed various fitness and dance classes in the past, but, ironically, I am not really "into" fitness-type classes, myself.  

I like to go inside my mind and my body, where it is quiet and peaceful, when I work out.  

I like to challenge myself.  No coach or instructor will ever get through to me, the way that I get through to myself.  

I know that a lot of people need that outward push, and that is just fine.  There have even been times when I have needed that push, as well.

I will let you all know when I do, thank you very much... 

But as a rule, I am my own best motivation and support system, and I always have been.  

I never really participated in team sports, while growing up.  Don't get me wrong, I was a part of various teams--Dance Team, Cheerleading Team (my senior year, and I still have the uniform-woo hoo!) and Debate Team, to name a few.  

But my biggest successes came from things I participated in and trained for on my own, where I had to learn to encourage and inspire myself.  

Participating in pageants really helped me learn how to do this.  

It was only me out there, when I was in pageants...just me alone, on that stage.  I couldn't just blend in with the rest of the crew if I made a mistake or got nervous.  I was completely on my own.

That is a very vulnerable and humbling feeling.  But it made me strong.  And it showed me that I didn't need others to push and motivate me.  I learned very early on that I responded best to pushing myself.   

Some might see this mindset as (somewhat) unhealthy, and I, too, think it could be if interaction with other people is completely non-existent.  

(And of course, I do believe in getting instruction and expertise from those who know more than I do!)   

But I had--and still have--PLENTY of interaction with others.  I LOVE others, actually!  I am a very social person.  And I love to learn new things from others, as well!    

But my motivation does not come from these other people.  

It comes from ME.  

This is all part of what I mean when I use the word "Zen."   And again, that might be misuse of the word, but I still use it, anyway.   

Even through sweat and maybe even tears, I will go inside, and be that calm woman, holding it all together, encouraging myself, while chaos ensues outside.  

I am Zen throughout pain...and Zen throughout pleasure.  

I am Zen when I am sad, and Zen when I am happy.  

I am the Zen Pole Dancer, the Zen Cheerleader.

I AM Zen Mommy.    

Chevelle Noir & Mommy, Shell Beach, CA - 2010

Ready or not, change is upon us.

Okay, so I don't usually blog about particularly heavy topics.  Looking through this blog, at least, I see topics related to natural childbirth, breast feeding, body piercing, cosmetics, and the likes.  I don't see myself as a politician giving a speech or as a preacher at the pulpit.  

I'm just a mom and sometimes I like to blog about my thoughts.  (La-de-dah!)  

Well, I might get a little Heavy-Preachy-New-age-y on this one...consider yourself warned!

Okay, then! 

As we all know, weird sh*t, for lack of a better term, has been happening in our world for a little while now.  Birds are falling out of the sky, fish are washing up ashore, airport runways are suddenly needing to be renumbered because they don't match up with aircraft name it, crazy things are afoot!  

We are only 13 days into this year, and "bad things" occur almost daily.  

People are wondering just what is going on, and some are even going so far as to say that "the end is near."  

Not to sound like a doomsday prophet, or get freaky on your arses, but I'm inclined to lean a bit more toward the latter, and I will explain why.  Just hear me out, okay?  

I will start out all scientific, yo.  

Have you ever heard of a little something-something called a "Polar Shift"?  Well, I have.  My mom and I used to sit up late into the night, playing Scrabble, sipping wine or tea, and having deep conversations while old episodes of "Laurel & Hardy" aired on the TV in the next room.  Oftentimes, we'd be in the middle of some really intense conversation about things that are more than likely going to happen to our Earth, and at that moment, we'd hear Oliver Hardy exclaim "That's another fine mess you've gotten me into!”  

Ahh, comic relief!  

But I digress...

The point is, is my mom and I, over a cheesy board game and a bottle of $2.00 wine, knew that our Mother Earth was "due" for a shifting of her poles, and lately there are signs indicating that it's already starting to happen.  

Don't take my word for it--have a look, yourself:

Seems kinda scary, 'eh?  

Well, it doesn't have to.  

Our earth is beginning to shift, and as the inhabitants of this planet, so are we!  And this is exciting!  

As our planet shifts, humans are shifting too.  

Here's where I cue up the Twilight Zone-esque music and light some incense...

Currently, we exist in the 3rd Dimension...but we are preparing to transition over to the 4th.

I know, I know--my Grandma would've called people who think like this "Moonies."  Actually, the more accurate term would've been "Damn moonies."  (Remember, I said I might get a little "New age-y"!)  Now, I don't buy into this concept, 100%, but I do buy into enough to know that there is a good deal of truth to this.  

Here's a little info about our shift into the 4th Dimension--keep an open mind while reading, and just try to take in the info in the spirit in which it was written:

And here's more...

This has all been weighing heavily on me lately, hence this blog, and I have come up with a few things that I plan to do daily, to help make me into the kind of person that will be able to "survive," (even if only spiritually) a shift like this one:  

*I am NOT religious, but I pray.  As a Reiki practitioner, I oftentimes send "distance" healings to anyone who wants them.  I simply intend for healing energy to reach the person who wants it.  This is, pretty much, the same thing as "praying for someone," in my eyes.  Even if you are an atheist, you can still benefit from someone intending for healing energies to reach you, if you so desire.  It has nothing to do with religion or even a "Supreme Being."  All of that said, I have made the commitment to "pray" more.  Substitute the word for "meditate" if the word prayer offends.  Anytime I feel the need to pray/meditate or if someone wants me to do so on their behalf, I will.  

*Anytime I have the opportunity to tell someone that I love, that I love them, I will.  It doesn't matter who says it first.  If I love you, prepare to be told.  

*Time to start taking better care of my physical self.  I am paying closer attention to things that people sometimes ignore...floss your teeth!  Get a pedicure!  Start a vitamin/mineral regiment.  Exercise.  Get some sunshine!  Eat healthier.  Limit/eliminate drugs/alcohol.  

*Stop wasting so much time on social media sites like, well, we all know which ones we spend too much time on.  I am now enrolled in hypnotherapy school and am currently writing a book.  I have made the commitment to work on these (and other) projects daily.  Even if, as the Mayan Calendar predicts, the "world as we know it" ends on or around 12/21/12, there is no time like the present.  I'm sure the Mayans didn't intend for us all to get "short timers syndrome" and just stop doing our everyday duties.  Keep at it!  It's good for the mind!  

*Make peace with those who I'm on the outs with.  I know, I know--sounds like something out of Alcoholics Anonymous, but it's a good idea.  Why not try, at least as far as YOU'RE concerned to live at peace with everyone?  

*Leave fear and sadness behind.  Fear and sadness will only hold us back and inhibit our spiritual growth.  


I am sure that I will come up with more things for this "list," and as I do, I just may add them...but if I don't I won't beat myself up over it.  Life really is too short to worry about updating blogs and FaceBook statuses.  

Figure out what's important to YOU, and to your OWN spirituality and run with it.  

Posting this blog is my way of starting, just that.  

Peace and blessings, and here's to a "happy" shift!!!  <3 

PS.  I LOVE YOU!  :-)

Well, now. It's been a while...

 Where the heck IS everybody?  Is this thing on?  Hello?  

Oh, well.  If no one is here, I'm not exactly surprised.  I've neglected this place as much as, if not more than the rest of the world has neglected MySpace!  Talk about getting that creepy "alone in a post-apocalyptic amusement park" feeling!  Yikes!  

Okay, moving on.  If no one is listening, I'll just talk to myself, because hey, I'm always listening to me!  

Well, not always, but that's another topic, entirely.  

The topics at hand for me today, even IF no one is reading this, are plentiful--at least in my own mind. 

The recent months, although sometimes difficult, have been a very creative and inspiring time for me.  

I have potential projects simply bouncing around in my brain like one of those old fashioned popcorn makers!  Just when I think the birth of ideas has settled a bit, one more pops up smacking me right in the proverbial mind's eye!  

Methinks that something is telling me to get going with these ideas, lest I be blinded indefinitely by smoldering bits of "mind popcorn."  

With that, let us commence!  

First, in viewing previous posts at this li'l journal o' mine, I will start off by saying that I'm no longer selling Avon.  It was starting to bankrupt me and I was somewhat unmotivated to get out there and canvass the neighborhood with catalogs.  It's a great product / opportunity, and I had a lot of fun and a little bit of success back when I sold it before, but I think I just outgrew it.  And it's no worries because there is literally an Avon Lady on every corner, pretty much the world over.  

(I even signed up for another company but never did anything with it, either.  Maybe the Universe is trying to tell me something?)  

Second, I really got away from my childbirth education / Reiki / lactation advocacy there for a while.  

It hurts my heart to know that I veered away from something that I'm SO passionate about, but it is what it is.  :-/  

During that time, my husband and I got really involved in the job that we do to pay the bills and keep food on the table, and when the time is right, I'm sure I'll be talking more and more about that job.  I really don't want to go into it now, for multiple reasons, but let's just say that I'm writing not one, but two (presently) books on the subject.  

(Now, if anyone IS reading this, you're probably on pins and needles wondering just what the deuce I'm talking about!  "What is her job?  Why won't she say?  I'll bet she's a drug dealer!  Yeah, that's it!"  Well...not quite...but thanks, I'm flattered...I think!  Like I said, there are numerous reasons why I won't get into it now, and no, it's not because it's illegal.  You'll just have to trust me on this, mmmkay?)

Since we were so busy working, it left little time for my "other" that doesn't really earn any income, but that I enjoy tremendously.  Work that potentially helps many others, but again, makes barely any cash.  I did manage to teach ONE HypnoBirthing® class during that time, which was great.  My student was amazing and a true reminder to me about why I love HypnoBirthing® so much, and believe in it, so fully.  

(I almost taught another HB class too, in that time, but they cancelled after the first class because they wanted it to be in a group setting, as opposed to the individual classes that I typically teach, and because she refused to hear the units about creating a birth plan and contingencies in case something--Heaven forbid--goes wrong during labor.  This was a big discouragement for me, as I took the cancellation somewhat personally...which I know I shouldn't have, but did anyway.  :-/  It didn't help matters much that she never even paid me for the materials that I provided for her, and she is a very successful therapist and her husband a successful attorney. **Sigh**)  

To add insult to injury, as if I wasn't feeling rejected enough, my involvement with a local dance troupe came to a rather abrupt and confusing ending.  I was basically ousted without being told I was being ousted.  I felt like Melvin on "Office Space," who had been fired months ago, but never knew it.  As bruised as my ego was over that, I couldn't regret the time I had spent with the troupe, because I really do love dancing!   My involvement and subsequent "firing" inspired me to take what I loved about dancing with the troupe and create something that suited me better, which is one of my little projects, and I'm terribly excited about it!  

When it rains, it pours, because after I recovered from those little hiccups, as well as from some family drama that had cropped up earlier this year, we suffered another big blow:  My husband got very ill and was diagnosed with LIVER FAILURE!

Yes, liver FAILURE.  He was basically told that he would die if he didn't get a liver transplant!  

He checked himself out of the hospital AMA and we came home to seek out our options.  

It was a miracle in disguise.  

We found a wonderful doctor, right here in our little area, that provides both alternative and western medicine.  Within weeks, my husband was back on the road to recovery.  

(He has never taken one single prescription medication during this time--his healing has all been accomplished with natural supplements and remedies, as well as prayer and good, happy, POSITIVE energy!)   

We did experience a bit of a scary set-back a few weeks ago when he suffered a seizure while we were at a Subway ordering lunch, but like the iron-clad trooper that he is, he has pulled through that little upset with flying colors.  

During this time, we really re-evaluated our lives...we radically changed our diets and have paid much more attention to our spirituality and home life, as well.  We have vowed to work diligently in the fields that we love so much, in spite of the fact that they really don't earn us much of a living--yet, anyway.  We have become much more "Green" and ecologically minded--I have gone completely vegetarian, and he has for the most part, as well.  

So, it seems that since detoxing our bodies as well as our minds and hearts, we are being inundated with ideas and creative energy.  Now is the time to act on these ideas, and this blog is a step in that direction.  For me, at least.  (He can start his own blog, haha!)  <3

I just MUST go on record as saying that I was beside myself when it looked like I might lose him...I can't imagine my life without him and I don't want to...

I was also, CLEARLY in need to work through the emotional hang-ups I was experiencing as a result of those previous "rejections," and I am happy to say that I have made great strides.  This has helped to ready me for "getting back out there," and allowing myself to be vulnerable to future rejections again.

I guess I had more than one lesson that I needed to learn, and I hope that I did!   

At any rate...back to my budding project list!  

Dance!  Yes, dance!  I am now offering private pole dance / burlesque classes, as opposed to working in a studio like I had been, for a while.  I am also planning my own troupe that will be more for fun, than anything, because I think women of all shapes, sizes and skill levels can benefit and enjoy this style of dance.  If we get a chance to perform, then great!  If not, then we can all be stars in our own minds, and really, that's what's important here.  Dance for YOURSELF, and not for anyone else, I say!  :-)

In the meantime, curious people can see: WWW.TransitionalPoleDance.COM ~or~ for more info! 

I am also as completely GEEKED about maternal service work and holistic therapies as I was before, if not more so.  I still have WWW.TheZenMother.COM but it needs a few updates, so anyone curious about the services I offer or my upcoming plans, can see:

I have EVEN MORE plans and ideas but I suppose that I should save these little Brain Children for another post, which I vow to stay current on, this time!  

I am motivated more than I have been in longer than I can even remember, so the time to act IS NOW!    

If you are reading this, please consider following this blog, as it makes me feel special to know that I have readers.  :-D    

Until the next time, God & Goddess Bless, Namaste and don't do anything I wouldn't do!  

Later gators!  <3


Welcome, Carnival of Breastfeeding readers!

      This month's carnival theme is “Prepared For Life."  I wasn't sure what that meant exactly, so I searched the recesses of my ever-lactating brain and came up with the following.  

       Enjoy!  (And also, don't forget to check out the other carnival participants, linked at the bottom of this post!)  :-)


There is, what seems like, boundless information out there that speaks of all the amazing benefits of breastfeeding.  To those of us passionate about breastfeeding, it is simply understood that mother’s milk is the very best thing you can give to your new little one.   Breastfed babies are given the very best start in life, right from the get-go with the amazing nutrients found in mom’s colostrum.  Any breastfeeding advocate can happily talk in length about this subject. 


So what can I add to this topic of how breastfeeding prepares a child for life, that hasn’t been addressed numerous times before? 


I still happily nurse my two year-old daughter. 

                My husband and I lead a very active lifestyle, and I knew that I was going to have to “get the hang” of this whole breastfeeding thing if I was to maintain that lifestyle, all while giving my daughter the very best start in life.  I quickly became really skilled at being able to nurse discreetly in public.  I’ve nursed in church, a courtroom, airplanes, and in many other places.  Nursing is just a fundamental and normal part of my daughter’s life.  Because of that, she knows of no other use for breasts. 


My husband has a framed poster of famous surfers.  Also, in this poster, are several bikini models.  My daughter looked at this photo one day and pointed to one of the models and said “nurse?”  She has done this with several other photos before—lingerie and swimsuit catalogs are simply a place where the mechanism to nurse, is on display. 

 My daughter doesn’t know that “boobs” are seen as sexy in our society—all she knows is that’s how she gets her comfort. 


It makes me happy to know, that at this early stage in her life, she is already being taught that our body parts have functions, and that they are simply not just visually stimulating objects.  She is also learning that we should not be ashamed of our physical form, and that the human body is actually a beautiful thing.  It can be sexually beautiful, as well as non-sexually beautiful.  The human body is magical and amazing. 


I am reminded of this every time I sit down with my little girl to nurse her, and my body responds, even two years later, by giving her the milk that my body has created, especially for her.   

                The other carnival entries are below...

 *HoboMama w/a touching piece about being prepared to breastfeed even in the event of crisis or disaster:

*Deborah, Pure Mothers w/Marketing Away Real Milk: 
                *Jenny, w/Tips for consistent and long-term breastfeeding success: 
                *Tanya/Motherwear™ Blog: 

                *Angela/ w/Breastfeeding as a Lifesaver in Emergencies:

               *Deb/FusionParenting w/Breastfeeding, Prepared for Life!
                *Sarah, w/"Three Moments That Made Me Thankful I Breastfeed" : 

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Tiffany jewelry: It's my destiny

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For MONTHS now, I have been a devoted student of the Law of Attraction, trying like heck to manifest some badass Tiffany & Co. bling into my life. 

Today, in my email box, I got an interesting email from the TIFJewelryStore (I'm on their mailing list) saying that winning some of these fabulous baubles is within reach for people who blog about Tiffany jewelry. 

Really? Is that all? Just blogging? Heck, I do that in my SLEEP, practically!

So, here it is. My entry in a contest in which I plan to CLEAN house! 

Those pretties are as GOOD as mine! 

(And yes, I'll post pics once my goodies are in my hot little hands!) 
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A little inspiration...

Thanks to those targeted ads that appear on the right hand side of one's FaceBook page, I came across a neat website called  .  

Since I can't resist a chance to let the world in on how I am feeling, I decided to register and submit a post about what inspires me.  

I would like to encourage others to do the same, AND if ya feel like it, read my post and let me know if it inspires you or not!  

The most inspiring story could be worth a $100.00 reward!  

My post is located at:  

(Naturally, it involves my love of work in the maternal services field.)

So...what inspires you???

dermal, piercings, anchoring

Welcome Carnival of Breastfeeding readers! Celebrating my…chest!

 (In honor of breastfeeding!)  

On Friday May 15th, 2009, I did something that some may find crazy or irresponsible or, crazy or painful, or crazy or all of the above. 


I visited a local tattoo parlor and walked out with two new piercings. 


Yes, as those who know me already know, I am one of those tattooed and pierced mommies who has sported every hair color known to man and refuses to officially grow up. 


I stood tirelessly in the front row at Emo’s in Austin, Texas, watching the likes of Clutch and Dub Trio as my five-month pre-born daughter swam about in utero. 


My son was with me when I got my navel pierced at age 24, and now my toddler daughter has been with me through two additional tattoos and now, these, my latest additions. 

(Note:  The piercings in question are NOT nipple piercings—they are dermal anchors, which are similar to surface piercings.  For more info, read on!)


For the past two years, I have pretty much, worn only tank tops, as I have found that nursing my baby is easier in a tank.


A couple of weeks ago I saw a girl with two VERY cute “piercings” on her décolleté area and was immediately intrigued.  After a little research, I learned that these little “sparklies” were technically NOT piercings—they are called “dermal anchors,” and are actually considered body modifications, not unlike sub-dermal implants. 


I thought about it, then thought about it some more, and after discussing it with my heavily tattooed hubby, I decided I wanted some of my own. 


The more I thought it over, the more I realized that the reason I liked these modifications so much, is that they adorn an area that has become sacred to me. 


(I have an eyebrow piercing for much the same reason; while everyone else was getting their noses pierced, I decided that I’d rather highlight my eyes, which, in my opinion, are some of my better facial features.) 


I have my daughter at my chest NUMEROUS times per day.  In public.  At home.  Here, there, and everywhere. 


My chest is a different chest than it was before I had her. 


So, why not decorate and celebrate it? 


The whole procedure was quick and relatively painless, and I am extremely happy with the results. 


My nursing toddler stares at them with intrigue as she nurses happily away. 


Almost every one of my body piercings, aside from my ears, I got for a “reason.”  My tattoos have meanings, too. 


I guess someday I will be a walking, talking story-book. 


Until then, I am simply a nursing mama who just gave her little nursling some interesting bling to look at! 


For info on Dermal Anchoring, see:

--Please enjoy these other great blogs by fellow Carnival participants--   -- Amber on Hanna's Weening   -- Laura  -- Reiza, "Life, Death and Nourishment."   -- Desiree  -- Judy/A Mother's Boutique, "How breastfeeding changed my life."  -- All That Sazz, "Flying Breastmilk."  -- GrudgeMom on breastfeeding successes and failures.’s-story-the-best-breastfeeding-advice-from-the-least-likely-source/   -- Christina  -- Breastfeeding 1-2-3: The "I Told You So" by Angela   -- Chronicles of a Nursing Mom by Jenny. -- Breastfeedingmums / "Breastfeeding made me the mother that I am."   -- Motherwear™ Blog.   -- Breastfeeding Moms Unite!   - Lori, breastfeeding after breast reduction surgery.   - Nursing in Public w/Blacktating.   -- Crystal

 (The anchors 72 hours post-procedure)




"Welcome, Carnival of Breastfeeding readers!"

An Important Breastfeeding “How-To” with Zen_Mommy!  "Using YouTube to STOP nosey questions!"  

Have you ever noticed that people LOVE to offer you their opinions (usually in the form of “friendly advice,”) about what you should do when you’re pregnant, when you’re breastfeeding, (or NOT breastfeeding!) when you have a grade-schooler, a high-schooler, or a college graduate? 


The point is, is that people just love to give you their opinions on child-rearing, solicited or otherwise, and sometimes such opinions rub us the wrong way.


I, myself, hear one of these “opinions” on a semi-regular basis. 


I sometimes hear the dread “How long are you going to continue to do that?” 


(‘That’ meaning breastfeeding.) 


My daughter is almost 21 months old.  It’s not like I’m nursing a 7th grader. 


But, I do get that question from time to time, and now, will share my “answers” with everyone reading here today. 


A simple “She’ll stop when she’s ready and right now this still works well for both of us” is what I start with. 


Usually, that’s not enough to fully satisfy—especially a person who is asking because they think I’ve nursed her for too long already.


They’ll press and say something like “When they kin ask fer cookies with their milk, they need ta stop.   (Yes, I spelled it that way on purpose.)  


I simply repeat what I said before. 


Sometimes they’ll even press some more! 


At that point, I get real crunchy on them and say “Did you know that the human body is capable of lactation for up to 8 or more years?”


That usually re-routes the train of interrogation that they had been on and forces them to start talking about the YouTube video of the British woman breastfeeding her 8 year old, that made email rounds a year or so back.


They will typically say something about what a “kook” she is, and in doing so, the heat is thereby, taken off of me. 

 When they compare nursing a third grader to my nursing a toddler, that usually shuts them right up. 


Now, I am not in any position to call this British woman a “kook” although I know of a lot of people who have.  All I know, is that a quick reference to this video has worked like a charm for me as I politely attempt to pry nosey friends or relatives off of my back and let me nurse my toddler in peace. 


(For those who still press me and aren’t aware of the video, the point in which I mention that humans can lactate for many consecutive years is when I bring the video up.  I even offer to send it to them!  It’s in my favorites!) 


Again, it is not my intention to pass judgement on this woman.  I am sure that her heart is in the right place and her daughters actually seem very well-adjusted.


Would I breastfeed for 8 years?  You know what?  I can’t answer that. 


I don’t THINK that I would, but who’s to say? 


I suppose that if I do, I’ll have to come up with another way to quiet those who ask too many questions!


I guess I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it…


For the convenience of those reading this, I have provided a link to the video, below: 

-- Please check out the other Carnival participants!!!

Candace/MamaSaga:   "How to Breastfeed (Or Just Look Like You Know What You're Doing) "

The Marketing Mama:  "How to Pump Successfully at Work" 

Samantha Leeson:

Tanya/Motherwear™ Blog:  "How to help your baby kick the nipple shield habit." 

Amber Strocel:  "How to Get Breastfeeding off to a Good Start"

Steph/Baby Carriers Down Under:  "How to Breastfeed Hands free"

Melodie/Breastfeeding Moms Unite!:  "How to become a breastfeeding support professional."      

Stephanie/MilkAct:  "How to care for a sick nursling."


Sinead/Breastfeeding Mums:  "Weaning a breastfed toddler."

Blacktating:  "How to treat a cold while breastfeeding." 

Heather:  "How to be comfortable around a breastfeeding mom."   

Andi/MamaKnowsBreast:  "How to Get a Spouse to Help With Breastfeeding.

Diane/MoBoleez:  How to (Naturally) Increase Your Milk Supply - Try Seaweed!” 


Natural Birth & Baby Care:

And even more Carnival entries...!  Read, Read, Read!!!  :-)

Happy Bambino:  

Trish/Tiny Grass:



Baby, Mommy

I like it, I love it, I want some more of it!

 The following is a list of things that I, Zen_Mommy, really, REALLY like and therefore invite others to enjoy as well!  

* "B'Mums Breastfeeding Relaxation CD"  

Sinead Hoben of B'Mums was kind enough to send me a copy of this uber-relaxing CD all the way from Ireland!  

I promise you this!  If the music and overall vibe of the CD doesn't relax you, then her hypnotic and soothing Irish accent will!  I swear, I could listen to her ALL DAY LONG!  She could order me to take out the trash and I'd do so in a most relaxed state.  

This CD is totally affordable!  For ordering info, please see:
(Check this one out, too!)  


* "Xocai" CHOCOLATE!  

My friend Karen is a distributor for this heavenly goodness.  Just saying her name gets me all twitchy for chocolate.  It's no coincidence that Karen also does Passion Parties...and is a massage therapist...and a dancer.  It is clear she is drawn to the GOOD (fun!) things in life, and I, therefore, am drawn to her!  

Her website is located here:

If learning more about this nectar of the Gods interests you, check it out.  She can also tell you how to earn money as a Xocai distributor!  

* "Avon's Anew Clinical Expression Line Filler"

I am not exaggerating when I say that using this product on the fine lines that crop up on our skin as we age is like using a really good photo-editor on your face.  It just softens everything up so nicely!

It's pretty reasonable for all it does!

Don't have an Avon lady?  Never fear!  Zen_Mommy is here! 


It's official.  Twitter is my latest addiction.  

Don't Tweet?  Well, you should.  It's easy and fun.  Give it a whirl!  You can follow yours truly at:


And there you have it for now.  

Until next time, Namaste!!!


I welcome your questions and comments!