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Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Unveiling the Real Me

Here is my 5 minute brain dump as part of this great series. Here goes …


This weekend I decided to change my twitter name from @MummyinProvence to @AmeenaFalchetto. Why? The answer is simple. It’s my name.  Yes, I am a Mummy in Provence but that is just one part of me.  I’m new to twitter and blogging as a whole so when I started I treated it a bit like forums where you were anonymous.  I used to keep my Facebook locked down to only the people I knew in real life but recently opened it up to people I knew virtually as well. The Google+ happened and I realised that most my tweeps, who I love, couldn’t connect with me because, well, THEY DIDN’T KNOW MY NAME. I felt a bit silly for that.

MummyinProvence made me feel like I was living a secret life – It was also limiting when it came to talking about different topics that interested me. Some have asked my why I would just put myself out there, the real me and well, the answer is simple. I write my blog, it’s my words, my thoughts, my ideas and opinions so why not attach my name to it? I live my life in such a way that I really don’t have much to hide (apart from my jelly belly but you don’t see that online unless I decide to post a picture of it, which I promise I won’t!)

So, there you have it! Why do you choose to hide behind a username? And if you don’t, what was you reason for putting yourself out there?


This is my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
  • Add the Stream of Consciousness Sunday badge to your post.
  • Link up your post at all.things.fadra.
  • Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.



When Elimination Communication Backfires: Potty Pause

“Potty Pauses” are a normal part of Elimination Communication particularly when your baby is hitting new developmental milestones such as crawling, standing, walking etc … Like anything, there are always drawbacks, setbacks and times when it just backfires! Recently we have been having a serious potty pause to the point that I wonder if I have any wisdom to share anymore! I have 2 options; to cry or to share some of our recent distasters and hopefully some of you will laugh with me!

Ok, I wear Birki's and yes, that's BiP's pee on her sock AND my foot! (excuse the lack of pedicure)

What’s a Potty Pause?
“Potty Pauses” are when your Elimination Commuication efforts with your baby grind to a halt! You’ve had weeks of straight sailing; catching pee’s and poops as if your tiny baby is already potty trained and then it stops! Overnight all your efforts are no longer going down the toilet (well, potty) they are going everywhere else!

When the floor just isn’t good enough
Standing up and peeing in the bath is a common favourite and that’s ok – peeing on MY feet has become a favourite that I don’t love that much but I guess I’m lucky to have come this far without being peed on!

Diaper Free Time on the Terrace
Spring in Provence is warm so BiP runs around outdoors diaper free with a potty within easy reach. She misses and that’s fine when it’s a pee – until she decides that she is going to pee on dolly. Poor dolly. I’m OK with this for now – I’m not so cool when it’s a poop – and yes, we’ve had poops. TIP: Keep a watering can close to hand!

Poor dolly!

When a dog becomes your best EC friend (warning this is NOT for the squeamish)
Just today BiP was playing in the garden playing with the dog and wanted to poop. I whipped off her diaper and held her in the bucket hold and she went. Just as I was cleaning her up I turned around to see that the dog had eaten her poop *gag* OMG! I was almost sick. Damn dog won’t eat the rice she drops on the floor but he will eat that *YUCK!*


SO, there you have it, the glamour of EC backfiring royally! I swear if that dog DARES to lick BiP’s face he’s going straight to the taxidermists!

Any EC backfiring stories you’d care to share?