“come fly with me” into my new blog!

DSCN5698_2 DSCN5700_2_2welcome to hello scarlett.

i am so happy that you are here!

i will be the primary writer of this blog, and will also be the one who manages the hello scarlett store. (did you know that i have a store now? be sure to check it out!) my name is e.

sometimes my husband will be a guest writer on hs. you will know when it is him because he will sign off as g.

e and g. i like that. :-)

this is an entirely new adventure for me, so please stay on and enjoy the ride! there will be much to see!

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9 Comments

  1. gjkool

     /  06/02/2013

    what a beautiful blog! i can’t wait to see more! i will check this every day….. best wishes :)

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  2. All the best!

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  3. Congrats on your new blog. I just began writing and I really enjoy it. The community is great and very supportive. Best of luck with everything :)

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  4. jkeller0072013

     /  06/01/2013

    So far so good. Looking forward to more. All the best with the new endeavour!

    JJK

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  • Hello, friends. My name is Emory. I live on the Canadian prairies with my husband, daughter, and animals. Welcome!
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  • Thank goodness for breastfeeding. My darling caught her first flu yesterday. I tried giving her bland foods and drinks all day- she wouldn't touch them. Then I tried her favourites- still nothing. Instead, all she wanted to do was nurse round the clock. That is how we spent the majority of the day- nursing, bathing, cuddling, barfing, repeating.
My goal was to breastfeed Remy until she was 18 months old. After that I had no plans. As she is nearing month 19 earthside, I've discovered that she has no intention of stopping. 
On the rare occasions when she's sick, I'm reminded of why we have kept it up for this long, and why we keep on going. I'm almost certain that she would've become dehydrated yesterday if it wasn't for me nursing her. So although fed is best, the breast is truly a gift. My little lovebug doesn't always want me for naps lately, but when she does, it makes me feel warm, loved, and needed. Also, look at her hand tucked inside of my shirt. I'm melting.
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