Crystal: Good to hear from you and glad you got to sleep in your own bed. Sorry that C has been stuffy; Lilah sometimes get a runny nose from teething, too. I tend to keep her sleeping next to me in bed anyway, but I think that having C sleep in his bouncy seat is safe, as long as he is strapped in and comfortable. Lilah slept in a bouncy seat when she was in daycare, and they have insanely strict licensing guidelines. Just make sure his chin isn't against his chest; his head should be tilted back enough that he has a totally clear airway.
Rainbow: Oh, sweety, what a lot of pain and struggle for you. I wish we could all take it away or at least share it among us. And I so deeply hope that these are hurdles that you'll get over and that you'll have your healthy girl in your arms before too long (once she is ready, of course). Are you going to see a specialist about her heart? Are you taking extra good care of yourself emotionally during this tough time? I'm so very sorry about your brother's loss.
On a very different note...
AdAstra: WHOA. Twins?! Congratulations! Oh my goodness. Would love to hear more when you are ready, and best wishes getting those little loves fattened up, nursing well, and home with you and DP asap.
Desert: I found the Bradley homework a bit much, too, but the visualizations and supportive positions ended up being great during labor. I tried so hard to eat tons of protein, in part because my class had a contest each week with some awesome give-aways, but the same woman won EVERY WEEK. Her husband is a personal trainer, and all they eat is protein and vegetables. I was eating like 120 grams of protein a day (!) and couldn't win...until finally she missed class one week, and I won some organic cloth nursing pads (that I never used). I loved the bonding time with DP, though. Hope you enjoy it, too.
Mami: Can't wait to meet you and your family at Pride.
AFM: Exhausted--graded exams in a frenzy this morning and then taught about the Vietnam War and the identity politics of the late 60s and 70s...during which time I came out to my class of 100 undergraduates. I do this every year, but it never gets any less nerve-wracking. There seemed to be fewer hanging jaws this year. Last year, when I was visibly pregnant, the students looked completely shocked. Stunned. Baffled.
Just came across this: a blog by Trevor, a transgender, gay, Canadian, breastfeeding father who blogs at Milk Junkies. Super cool.