Roberta, I knew things were getting out of hand when I was sitting on the beach in Ogunquit, Maine over July 4th weekend, wondering what was happening on Lactnet. After the 300 mile drive home, almost the first thing I did was download all the mail - and I'm still reading it. My latest *system* is to have my teenage daughter Catherine download during the day while I'm working, when it's easier to log on at 14,400, so that at least some of the mail is waiting when I get home. Catherine is coming to ILCA with me - her third time to Scottsdale - and will be looking for pool mates. She's just 16, and will kill me for divulging that she hopes to meet some handsome breastfed sons of LCs. But I digress. Back to Lactnet. It occurs to me that with the avalanche of mail we are generating, things have changed a little from a month ago when I first signed on. I notice that we are sending heaps of messages, but responding less to each other's issues. I know for myself, just reading the mail is so time consuming that it's easier some days just to be a fly on the wall. But I hope we don't lose the intimacy of the beginning. Just a thought. Beverley Rae, MSW CSW IBCLC