Antropologie giweway : win a 300$ gift card !

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I’ve teamed up with my blogger friends to bring you a giveaway with an amazing prize for one lucky reader! We’re giving away a gift card to one of our favorite stores — Anthropologie! The lucky winner will win a $300 Anthropologie gift card just in time for some fall shopping… and it just might be you.
You can enter daily over the next two weeks and earn bonus entries by sharing the giveaway with your friends on social media. Good luck!
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Prize: $300 Anthropologie Gift Card

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Bewitching projects Link Party #8

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When you party here with us, you link up to ten blogs at a time! And every week  each of us will feature their last party favourites!

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Why do people get offended by nursing in public ?

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So let me tell you one thing. It’s all because of porn. And baby formula. There, I said it.
Now you’re probably sitting there, choking on your coffee, asking yourself since when do I write about porn, and what does this have to do with harmless, sometimes life-saving baby formula ?

Ok, so think about this for a minute. Around 100 years ago, nobody had ever heard of porn. There were no formula-fed babies either. Of course most women didn’t nurse in restaurants, but they didn’t hide in toilets either, and most people would have seen their mother nursing a baby, or their sister, or a neighbour. It was normal to use breasts for feeding babies. Every one was doing it. It was as obvious as the sun above us.

At the same time, porn didn’t exist. People didn’t see naked bodies a lot. Actually exposing a knee or an ankle was quite sexy. Some rich and educated men had access to the first nude photos or could find some kinky literature, but there was no media bombarding them with images of half-naked bodies.

What they did see were women nursing their babies. Using their body parts: breasts. And if they saw a knee, they got excited.

And here we are now. The twenty-first century, progress and all that…
Women are hiding in nursing rooms or behind covers to feed their babies. If they don’t, they risk being told that they disturb, that they are offending others or that they are seeking attention. At the same time, you can walk around in shorts that show your butt. Media that are heavily influenced by porn are showing erotic images everywhere you look. Women in underwear are the ultimate images that sell it all: from cars to cosmetics. And porn aesthetics shape our behaviour.

Why no, you say, you are by no means influenced by porn, you don’t watch it; you don’t approve of it! Well, the images in which young women in their underwear pose for a perfume or apparel ad are influenced by porn. Wanting to buy these items after viewing these ads means that you are influenced by porn. We all are. Shaving one’s bikini area demonstrates the influence of the porn industry which first started it. It’s mainstream culture that is responsible for over-sexualizing women’s bodies in general, and their breasts in particular.

The funny thing is that the stereotypically appealing breast shape in Western culture is the one of a breast full of milk. How ironic. Porn stars, actresses, and women who believe that they to need to be sexy above all go under the knife to have breasts that look just like the breasts of a nursing, full-of-milk mom. Yet full-of-milk mom is not supposed to show her breasts any more. She should hide.

Of course, she has the choice to bottle feed in public like all women do in media, in movies, tv series. Do we see nursing mom breastfeeding on TV? Not really. So why should we see them in real life?

That’s why I say that it’s all because of porn and formula. Porn has over-sexualized our bodies and influenced mass media. The existence of baby formula has allowed people the choice to switch to a “decent” way of feeding.

And the generation that was bottle fed doesn’t have the reference that the generations before did. They are not used to seeing women nurse because they weren’t. They didn’t see their mothers, aunts and neighbours nurse. They learned to believe that breasts are for sex and that milk comes from a bottle.

That’s why it’s all because of porn and baby formula. Breastfeeding in public is called offensive because of porn and baby formula. And I refuse to agree with that. I refuse to feel like I’m doing something wrong or socially incorrect by simply feeding my baby in the oldest, simplest and most natural way possible.

I feel that it’s a black path of history that we’re walking now. I know that one day it’ll be only history, but for now I feel that we need to normalize breastfeeding.
Nurse in public, especially around kids so they’ll grow up seeing women’s bodies as fantastic life-giving, food-producing organisms rather than sexual objects that exist to please others.

Fall memory keeping toddler craft

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Do you sometimes feel like the time is passing by too fast? I do. Of course it’s never that way when I have to make dinner, while taking care of a whining baby, and a toddler that’s dangerously bored, aka I’ll-throw-a-tantrum-any-minute-now.. It’s when we sit down to craft with my daughter, and I look at her hands, and I see that these are not baby hands anymore.

She’s growing up. Little by little, but she is. The summer dresses that I’ve bought couple of months ago seem to be suddenly too short. Her vocabulary is growing every day. She’s dressing up on her own, and finally eating with her fork :). I fell that pretty soon she’ll be going to school. She’ll have her own friends. Her life. But for now she’s still mine. I wanted to capture this moment, her chubby hands, the feeling of this fall. So this is what we’ve made.

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Since I really like the contrast of colours that you get by using black cardboard, here it is again :). Of course you can use white as well. Here is what we’ve used:

big cardboard sheet

Paper

finger paint

dry leaves

glue

We started by stamping her hand on the yellow sheet of paper.

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..we glued it on to the cardboard:

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And then my daughter was gluing the leaves.

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And here it is, our simple and really easy, fall memory keeping toddler craft:

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I think think that we might be making them every year :). I plan to add them to our photo albums. Yes, I still make them. And how do you preserve your baby/ kids souvenirs ?

 

Cookie dough Oreo bars

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I’ll be very honest with you here. It’s not a healthy dessert! So if you’re struggling with diabetes, just stop reading now, and go check out one of my healthy desserts. However, if you’re looking for a ridiculously decadent dessert that’ll knock your guests socks off, look no further !

These cookie dough Oreo bars are one of these addictive, gooey, chocolaty and crunchy desserts, that your guests, family, even your neighbour, will love. I’ve made them last weekend and suddenly I’ve became the-best-daughter-in-law-ever! And if I wouldn’t be already married to my husband, he would have literally proposed to me. With his mouth full of this cookie dough Oreo bar. Yes, they are that good.

 

So now you’re probably thinking that if these cookie dough Oreo bars are so crazy delicious then they must be fairly complicated. No. They really aren’t. And there is no baking involved :). Here is what you need :

1/2 cup soft butter
3/4 cup brown sugar
1 cup flour
1 cup Oreo baking crumbs
1 cup white chocolate chips
1 can of sweetend condensed milk

For the Oreo crust:
1 1/4 cup Oreo baking crumbs
1/4 cup melted butter

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Start by preparing the Oreo crust. Just mix the Oreo crumbs with melted butter, and press them firmly to the bottom of your baking dish. Then using your electric mixer, mix the brown sugar with soft butter,then add slowly the flour, and Oreo baking crumbs. Then slowly pour the condensed milk, and in the end chocolate chips. Now pour your sticky mixture on top of the Oreo crust, and let it refrigerate a couple of hours. Cut using sharp knife.

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You can even freeze them once they’re cut in to bars, with sheets of parchment paper in between. They are even better cold!

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Enjoy them with cold milk or hot coffee :). I know you’ll love them :)!

Bewitching Projects Link Party #7

This weeks link party is late ! I’m really sorry if you’ve been waiting to link up, and/or get inspired by other bloggers! So here it is :

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When you party here with us, you link up to ten blogs at a time! And every week  each of us will feature their last party favourites!

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Egg donation dilemmas

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Imagine this: a lovely, warm and gentle woman has been trying to conceive for 10 years. She and her husband have tried everything. She can’t get pregnant, but she can’t imagine a life without having a baby, without experiencing pregnancy and birth.

And there is another woman, smart and sensitive. She’s already a mom to two busy toddlers and a pre-schooler. She had no problems getting pregnant. She loved being pregnant, and her babies’ births were beautiful and empowering experiences. She feels deeply touched by this couple who wishes for a baby. She decides to help them, and she offers her egg. She’ll become their egg donor. This woman is my friend.

I’m incredibly moved by my friend’s decision. It’s not an easy process, egg donation; it takes weeks of preparation, it’s painful and rather unpleasant. But she has decided to do it. The recipient is not even her close friend; she’s a woman that my friend sees a few times a year at backyard barbecues. She’s someone experiencing infertility who could use my friend’s help.

I think my friend is an angel. She’ll be giving the recipient couple a possibility to have a newborn in their arms: to have a baby to care for, to kiss and cuddle. A toddler to run after. A kid to craft with. A family. I’m so uplifted by her act and so impressed by her unselfishness.

But I would never do the same. I couldn’t ever give my egg. For me, it would be like giving one of my kids. When I look at my older daughter Lili, it’s so obvious she’s mine. The fact that she speaks Polish like me and loves planes like her dad: that came from us raising her. But her temperament, her willingness to do new things, to meet new friends: that’s me. She would be like this even if raised by somebody else. And she looks a lot like me. My second daughter is still a baby, but I can already tell that she will have a calmer temperament like her dad’s. But she too has my smile. There is this genetic component that influences not only how we look, but also what our temperament is like. In consequence, it influences if we are spontaneous or not, if we are willing to try new things and open up to new people. That’s why, for me, it would be like giving up my kid.

Looking at another woman getting pregnant with my egg, I would feel that she’s pregnant with my baby. I would always feel like I’m also the mom.

However, I can totally relate to this woman who wants so badly to be a mother. I wanted that as well, but I had no problem at all getting pregnant. The minute I thought about getting pregnant, I was. And I really think that my friend is amazing, by giving her egg, her potential child.

Would you do it? Would you donate an egg to your friend? Or maybe it would be easier donating an egg to a family member? I know that even if I had a sister, I still couldn’t donate my egg. I’m really happy for my friend, though: I think that after this she’ll be going straight to heaven!