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lots of minimal, low-quality writing lately, i know. it's not that nothing's going on. there's so much going on.

despite the fact that my period came almost a full week after the new moon (i even drank a shit ton of parsley tea because it's supposed to induce...no luck), the experience was mostly redeemed by my first use of my diva cup. i've known about them forever, but this is the first period i've used it and it might have changed my menstruating life. no leaking, fewer dollars overall, can't feel it, good for the earth, and it's actually pretty fascinating to dump that 'lil cup in the toilet. someday perhaps i'll make sweet art with mine. anyway, if you're a woman who bleeds and you're not a believer already, strongly recommend it (i've heard it's best to go with diva over keeper because you might develop a latex allergy with the latter...).

wow. is that really the first thing i have to say about my life? guess it is.

i just spent hellamoney on thousands of books about midwifery, childbirth, and breastfeeding. when i got home after being away for the weekend, there were five on my porch and i ripped them open like it was christmas. i can't wait to lock myself in my room and read them for hours. i'm particularly excited about the ones by ina may gaskin because i have a hunch i'm going to fall in love with her.


i have my first "interview" with a couple due in late october! the mother-to-be works with shana and they can't afford a doula and i'm free right now, so we'll see...i'm meeting them for coffee next week and i'm ridiculously nervous/excited. even if it doesn't turn out to be a good match, at least it'll break the ice and get things moving for me. i'm also interviewing to volunteer for UW's on-call doula program, which will be a perfect introduction for me.

i need a haircut.

i'm meeting jane goodall on saturday.

maybe i'm speaking too soon, but...i think we're going to keep The Kitten. i have a feeling. we had him scanned for a microchip and registered him on the seattle shelter's found animals list. no word so far. they said he looks about three months old. now must convince housemates this is a good idea.

i rearranged my shoebox of a room. i'm always pleased with how creative i can be with a tiny space.

back to reading, daydreaming...