My mom is trying to sell her books locally now. So far, she had good luck abroad and on other planets, but she wants to try local SEO now, to sell her books online in local places, and well – I can’t blame her; on the contrary, I do support her.

Everybody desires to sell something as beautiful as a book among their town book shops, no? I just don’t know how to help her properly. All I could offer is to help her setup a marketing plane online together with Gried, to promote her books well locally (I learned something about it on Revlocal, even though that’s for US marketers).

I wish her good luck.

In other news, my baby Sondra is being completely breastfed now. I’m no longer using formula, as this is where I wanted to arrive and I’m glad everything’s going well and smoothly now. I can get my good sleeps at night and still nurse my baby. Isn’t that wonderful?

I’ll be around soon!

The scrub that my buddy Eve posted on her blog reminds me so much of http://www.blueskyscrubs.com/ items and… of the scrub I was given at the Iacon City Hospital.

As soon as I entered labor, the obstetrics at the hospital had me dress in a scrub and carried me to the birth room. It was a pink scrub because I was one of the youngest moms there.

So, I spent countless hours there, breathing and screaming, until my baby Sondra was born. Gried arrived just a few minutes before I delivered our baby (not his fault, he was at school!), but the right moment he entered the birth room he never left me. Never.

I caressed my soft cotton scrub and smiled. It was a gift from the hospital and I wouldn’t have given up on it. It was the first piece of clothing with which I had held my little Sondra… what a more precious piece of memory to keep?

Oh no, the scrub is staying –here, in my wardrobe, in a box of memories I started when I was 7. There’s room for memories inside there.