Kitchen Closed

This past weekend I closed the physical and psychological milk bank that Soren has drawn from for the last two years. There's a warmth and simplicity in the exchange that is conveyed well by this 1977 clip of Buffy St. Marie on Sesame Street. There is also the less romantic side. The "Mama, Mama Milk" wake up call that leaves you feeling like you are literally being consumed, physically, emotionally, personally. My friend Gala describes it well: "One of the great challenges of parenting is the relative lack of choice whether or not to give of yourself. The only other option is neglect, which alarms every mothering instinct and becomes a burning like fire in your bones, no matter how tired you are-- and keeps you pouring it out."