Not a Big Fan of Laundry.

In my career as a cartoonist, I’ve tried not to be too complain-y about life as a stay-at-home mom, rarely have I complained about the ‘housework’, it’s my choice to be home, so it’s only fair that the lion-share is mine to do, whatever. I don’t get all saintly about it, but maybe it’s because I have a pretty high-threshold for filth. I can really let it go sometimes and not really worry about it too much, it’s a gift. But, with six people in my family now the laundry can get pretty, um, prolific. I can usually talk the kids into doing a whole heck of a lot of the folding, okay, I can command them to do it, and most of the time that’s cool. But, like the other day, there are those times when the kids are doing something really good and productive and I’m on round two of my Facebook newsfeed and there are six baskets of clean clothes on the bed, and well, someone HAS to do it. Might as well be me. But then I do it and guess what? The sense of satisfaction is pretty awesome, for about the 15 minutes that it all stays folded.

In this comic, I almost, sort of, come close to sounding complain-y about the kids too, something that I really try not to ever do, ever. I try to see the best in these little guys I’m sharing my life with, but I have to take the rose-colored glasses off and admit, that really without them, I wouldn’t have to do half the laundry, it’s just a fact and you know, the truth. The reason why kids aren’t more careful when rifling through their drawers, or more thoughtful when throwing their clean clothes on the floor, or more considerate when tossing their dirty clothes right beside the basket, has nothing to do with words like thoughtless, inconsiderate, or careless, it’s that they just don’t care. Oh, they care about me, just not about the clothes. I could walk around taking it personally, but if I’m honest with myself, I should remember when I finally started to ‘care’ about the laundry. I remember it like it was yesterday, because it kind of was, I only started to care because it threatened to get knee deep and someone needed to, and I’m really the person who ‘should’. So it’s hardly fair to hold it personally against them for not caring, they’re just kids, enjoying ‘the now’, and if that means throwing a barely-worn-for-5-minutes shirt on the floor, sigh, that’s just part of the joy. So anyway, the comic!

Doing this comic made me also question why all my clothes are black and grey and all the kids’ are colorful?

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Kochie’s Classy Cover-Up!

Another one about David Koch of the Sunrise morning show in Australia and his terrifically uncool comments about breastfeeding in public. I read a comment that said something to the effect of: what sucks is he’s portraying himself as the one who’s being put-upon. Yes, and because he has the shine of celebrity on him he comes across as interesting, and charming, and nuanced (not to me dear friends, I don’t see that at all). Whereas the moms who are debating him in the public sphere aren’t celebrities and their tiny soundbites are getting drowned out by his endless public relations. The good news is that he’ll move on to some other gaff and we can move on to winning this fight for our babies’ rights.

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Kochie’s Pro-Breastfeeding Present

Due to the fact that this is happening right now in the news, I decided to make this comic public. If you’re new to this blog, it’s members-only to see the comics (usually) and only costs $9.99 for the whole entire year and guess what? I’ve done over 700 comics about breastfeeding, homebirth, and other attachment parenting issues. Joining is inexpensive and you get cool free things, like pdfs of books before they’re released and 25% off coupons! It pays for itself is what I’m saying!

So, here’s the deal, David Koch of the Sunrise morning show in Australia, certainly stuck his foot in his mouth when talking about how breastfeeding mothers should be discreet, and then his apology keeps making it worse. See for yourself:

TV’s Kochie faces Mother of All Protests Over Breastfeeding Row and Seven Sunrise in Damage Control over Rally There’s lots more, including an editorial he wrote in which he expresses dismay over the reaction to his words, I mean come on, he’s the biggest supporter of breastfeeding in the world, he just wants women to be ‘classy’. indeed. So in this comic, Kochie gives breastfeeding moms a present, because he’s such a big supporter, enjoy!!!!

Mommy Morning

This is the first comic I’ve done that admits to the new life-change we’ve had around here, something that is difficult for me to admit, and really I wish that I could just pretend it’s not happening, but here it is, and probably not for the first time. You may have guessed it, but if not, here goes: I have a teenager. And not a cusp of their teens-ager, either, but a complete and total ‘smack-dab in the middle of it’, teenager. And you know what? So far it’s really fun. Even when I complain about staying up to see her off to her midnight movie, I wouldn’t trade a minute of any of it. I’m not really regretting the nighttime parenting either, maybe it’s because it’s such a crucial part of parenting, and perhaps I’m well-trained by now by all the babies to know that parenting doesn’t end when the sun goes down, but probably it’s because I really like spending time with these guys, even at 3:30 am, even when I’m exhausted. On and on the clock ticks, wake-up mommy, smile, make some coffee, it’s a lovely time of your life.

and in case you’re wondering what midnight movie my first daughter went to see? Rocky Horror Picture Show, yep, fun!