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Screen Shot 2016-02-21 at 10.39.27 AM“[My father] harboured a curious theory about how to develop a sense of beauty in the minds of his children. Every time my mother became pregnant, he would wait until the last three months of her pregnancy and then he would announce to her that ‘the glorious walks’ must begin. These glorious walks consisted of him taking her to places of great beauty in the countryside and walking with her for about an hour each day so that she could absorb the splendour of the surroundings. His theory was that if the eye of a pregnant woman was constantly observing the beauty of nature, this beauty would somehow become transmitted to the mind of the unborn baby within her womb and that baby would grow up to be a lover of beautiful things. This was the treatment that all of his children received before they were born.”

– Roald Dahl, Boy

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  1. I felt the same way about music and listened to wonderful classical pieces constantly, especially Mozart. Both of my children love music intensely and played string instruments by their own choice.

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  2. Beautiful. I am a nature lover and wish my offspring will also grow up as nature lover

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  3. gjkool

     /  02/23/2016

    Beautiful :)

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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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