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Jun. 4th, 2010

garden, spring

something is wrong here

Hi [_evalution],
So, while more and more people cannot access or pay for health care, and while
hospitals are struggling with the increasing numbers of people who cannot pay for
health care, Oregon insurance companies are raking in record profits.  Hmmm. 
Thought you might find the following article interesting.  It's part of an email
sent out to PeaceHealth employees this morning.
Love, Mama

Oregon Health Insurance Profits Soar <http://www.thelundreport.org/print/432> 
Oregon's eight largest domiciled insurers covered 160,000 fewer people and made more
profit in the first quarter of this year than in any quarter in more than two years.
Leading the pack was Regence BlueCross BlueShield of Oregon, which shed 118,000
members from last year and raked in $29.2 million in net income so far this year
alone. The figure shatters earnings over the entire last year of $21.9 million for

TheLundReport.Com: 27 May 2010 

Aug. 26th, 2009

mama y luna

what did you do today?

today i:

*nursed two babies
*was solely responsible for three kids under the age of three for three hours
*primed an entire bathroom, two closets, and all of the ceilings in the new construction
(with a baby on my back)
*loaded up a wheelbarrow with gravel and hauled it to the backyard and dumped it 20 times
(with a baby on my back)
*read a 350 page novel in its entirety
*stripped all my bedding, took it to the laundromat, washed, dried and folded it, then brought it home and remade the bed
*showered, deep conditioned my hair and shaved my legs

and now i'm going to bed.

Aug. 14th, 2009

garden, spring

my current favorite picture

Jun. 9th, 2009

garden, spring

(no subject)

I’ve been making a list of things they don’t teach you in school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to move on when the one you love walks away from you. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.
                  - Neil Gaiman

Jan. 29th, 2009

mama y luna

Penis Envy by Erica Jong

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Oct. 4th, 2007

garden, spring

(no subject)

books i've read memeCollapse )
note: we didn't have tv when i was growing up. i read a lot. every summer, my mom would pay me and my sister to read classic works of literature. that's how i wound up reading all the bronte sister's works. my sister and i also went through a real dumas phase. in my opinion, his books are ideally suited to a 10 year old mind. i don't think i'd love them as much, had i read them for the first time as an adult.

Mar. 18th, 2007

garden, spring

Please Help the Stranded Bedford Immigrant Children

There are between 150 and 200 niños (children) separated from their parents as a result of the March 6, 2007 Immigration and Customs Enforcement’s raid on workers at a defense contractor in New Bedford, Massachusetts. MIRA members, staff, allies, families, neighbors and friends are doing their best to care for these children, but with limited resources.ICE rounded up and incarcerated around 350 textile workers, mostly women, leaving many children stranded.

How you can help:

1. Donate Money: The New Bedford Immigrant Families/ Niños Fund is now accepting donations. MIRA is working with the Community Foundation of Southeastern Massachusetts (SFSEMA) in distributing all funds raised to the affected children and families. Click here to donate online.

Please specify that the funds are for “New Bedford Immigrant Families / Ninos Fund.”

Or send a check to the MIRA Coalition, 105 Chauncy St, Boston, MA 02111. Please make checks out to the “New Bedford Immigrant Families / Ninos Fund.” Donations are tax-deductible and 100% of your donations to this fund will be distributed to the affected families through the Commuity Foundation of Southeastern MA (CFSEMA).

2. Volunteers: Right now we need people willing to drive New Bedford families from their homes to and from the JFK federal building in Boston. Father Fallon has generously allowed the use of the Catholic Social Services passenger van, available for volunteers. Drivers must have a valid license and have some basic Spanish language capability.

If you are available, please call Father Fallon at (508) 997-7337

We also need immigration lawyers willing to take pro-bono cases, preferably a bilingual Spanish speaker. Please call MIRA with your name and contact information at 617-350-5480 x212.

3. Material Donations: Needed items: Pampers in all sizes; Baby wipes; bottles and bottle liners; Enfamil Soy baby formula; all types of baby food and winter baby clothing. Canned food, bottled water and paper products are also needed. Donations should be dropped off between 8:30am and 4:30pm, Monday through Friday ONLY at 2 Acushnet Ave, New Bedford at the Our Lady of Guadalupe Convent.

4. Voice Your Opinion: Write to your local newspaper and call into your local radio station to decry the devestation this raid has caused. Our immigration laws are supposed to unite families not destroy them. Read the press releases and articles and then click here for tips on writing a letter with some local paper links.

5. Write and Call Your Members of Congress: Capital Switchboard (202) 224-3121. Ask them to speak directly with Secretary Chertoff to request that he “Release the Moms.” Also demand a moratorium on deportations and new immigration laws now! A sample letter is here; hand written letters have the most impact and should be sent to the district offices (goto: http://www.visi.com/juan/congress/ click on your state and then click on your Senators’/Representative’s name to get mailing addresses). Please invite your friends and families in other states to also write in!


• Read Boston Globe March 9th Oped: “U.S immigration system at its worst”

• If you have a FAMILY MEMBER detained in this raid, you can call ICE at 1-866-341-3858 to get more information about the arrested individual.

Sample letter to Congress

Please, even the smallest thing, even the least of these actions is a help. There are scared and suffering children involved. Thank you. For more information, see the MIRA website.

lifted from Nez.

Feb. 1st, 2007

garden, spring

5 books that have changed my life

The Road Less Traveled, M. Scott Peck
The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera
The God of Small Things, Arundhati Roy
Ina May's Guide to Childbirth, Ina May Gaskin*
A Language Older Than Words, Derrick Jensen

from vox's QotD today. there's been a lot of discussion of books around me lately. i think that's an indicator that i need to start doing some real reading again.

what are some of the books you've read that have been life changing or mind changing or just really, really enjoyable?

i'm a voracious reader so it's a bit shameful to admit that i haven't been doing any these past few months. i'm planning a trip to the library tomorrow, and i'd like to take a few suggestions with me. so please--have at it. fiction, non-fiction, any genre.

*i know ina may is a total bitch and i wouldn't want her near me as a midwife, but this book was really, really helpful to me in preparing to give birth.

Dec. 12th, 2006

mama y luna

epidurals can impact breastfeeding

a very interesting read:

xposted to naturalbirth

Dec. 6th, 2006

garden, spring

ganked from sillyboho

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Sep. 3rd, 2006

garden, spring

(no subject)


Her first week

by Sharon Olds

She was so small I would scan the crib a half-second
to find her, face-down in a corner, limp
as something gently flung down, or fallen
from some sky an inch above the mattress. I would
tuck her arm along her side
and slowly turn her over. She would tumble
over part by part, like a load
of damp laundry, in the dryer, Id slip
a hand in, under her neck,
slide the other under her back,
and evenly lift her up. Her little bottom
sat in my palm, her chest contained
the puckered, moire sacs, and her neck -
I was afraid of her neck, once I almost
thought I heard it quietly snap,
I looked at her and she swivelled her slate
eyes and looked at me. It was in
my care, the creature of her spine, like the first
chordate, as if the history
of the vertebrate had been placed in my hands.
Every time I checked, she was still
with us - someday, there would be a human
race. I could not see it in her eyes,
but when I fed her, gathered her
like a loose bouquet to my side and offered
the breast, greyish-white, and struck with
minuscule scars like creeks in sunlight, I
felt she was serious, I believed she was willing to stay.

this says everything i couldn't ever express
in the beginning.

i can't believe she's nearing five months old now, after all those seemingly endless nights of newborn.