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I almost killed and ate a coworker. I'm not proud. I was just so hungry. He was talking to me about a project and JUST KEPT TALKING and it was 11:00, then 11:30, then 11:45... I hadn't actually made it until noon for lunch in days.
So when he finally shut up I ran out the door to my car and drove straight to Arby's and bought a crispy chicken sandwich and inhaled it... and it felt like nothing. Seriously, I was just as hungry. There was a McDonald's on the way back. I ate a chicken sandwich from there too. Was that the healthiest lunch? No. I had fruit at my desk, even. But I did not feel like fruit, I felt like CHICKEN SANDWICHES.
I gradually learned that I had to eat just about every hour on the hour to keep up with my metabolism. Despite dodging most of the morning sickness bullet, I lost weight my first trimester.
Hunger was my first pregnancy symptom and it really stuck with me. I used to eat a slice of toast and a glass of milk for breakfast every day. That week I was expecting my period to come, I was hungry at work every day by 9, so I starting eating two pieces of toast. That didn't fill me up either. When I told mom I was pregnant and told her how hungry I was, she instructed me to add protein to my breakfast and that worked... I'd eat two pieces of toast with cheese and eggs, fruit on the side. Then at 9 am, an apple. 10 am, carrots and peanut butter. 11am, some nuts. Noon: lunch. 1pm, crackers and peanut butter. You get the picture. It was insane, but if I didn't eat and my stomach got empty I'd start dry heaving and almost puke.
The hunger subsided as the months went on, and by the end I was back to eating three meals a day and a small snack in the afternoon. I was never as hungry as I was in those early weeks... until right after I had the baby! But that story will come later.
My guilty pleasure TV show: I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant. It's this Discovery Health series that I totally hope they put out on DVD, full of stories of women just living their normal lives until one day they feel kind of achy, then worse, then OHMIGOD LABOR IT'S A BABY YOU WERE PREGNANT!
I think I love it because it's a private fantasy, wouldn't it be kinda fun to avoid all the stress and worries that come along with pregnancy, and just have a baby?
Of course it's not really such a great idea... some (but not all!) of the babies have issues because their mothers drank alcohol and smoked. In one episode a baby had to be hospitalized because her mother had group B strep... something that's always screened for in prenatal care and totally easy deal with so there aren't complications, but you have to know about it.
I just can't help but love the TV show. "I thought my stomach was upset because the pizza was bad, but out came a NINE POUND BABY!" "My family thought I'd put on the freshman 15, then I HAD A SON!" It's shocking, it's memorable, it's... kinda freaky how many women they find for each episode! Apparently this happens a lot? And they're all very different women too... some fat, some skinny, some have had babies before, some haven't. The only thing they usually have in common is a history of irregular menstural cycles, which is why they don't think anything is unusual when they miss periods.
It's a good show, that's all I can say.
My father-in-law spends a lot of time with the kid, mostly by choice. I sometimes wish we had more of a schedule, because at the moment, naps and bedtime are the only semi-guaranteed breaks for anyone. My spouse and father-in-law both work from home free-lance, so they don't actually have a schedule for when they need to be left alone, but at least my father-in-law has more warning with jobs scheduled out in advance.
I'm sorry for your loss. Ectopic pregnancies are scary, and I would like to go punch that first doctor in the face for you.
PPD is awful too.
When I worked in a biligual Kita, the kids picked up loads from simply being read to and pointing out the different things. Sometimes a question came up ("that is a pferd", "it's called horse in English", "ok horse") and it's good to know both languages to understand what the kid is saying, but reading is a good together activity
I would say its very important, because what you learn shapes and molds yours views that make you who you are.
Aum, my partner and I were just discussing this. He was surprised by my taking the hard line that stopping BC or poking holes in condoms or something like that is rape, making the woman a rapist. Which should result in jail time, so she should lose custody, which should go to the father and now he has the choice of keeping the baby or putting them up for adoption.
It's unfortunate that you can't prove such a thing, but hopefully if it was actually taken seriously women would be less likely to do it because it would at least be explicitly called rape.
I understand how the justice system and the family courts would look at it. They see it as the man's sperm made it to the egg so somehow he wasn't protecting himself, he made the choice, yada yada. There's no way to prove that the woman was manipulative, withdrew BC, or "poked holes in the condom" (I think that's unheard of, but anyway).
I topped baby off tonight. He straight up drank 7 ounces of formula after his prunes. If he's an infiltrator, he's eating well for it.
I am still dealing with the fact that your 11 year old is an actual 11 year old.
If a boy who has a penis asks if he's a boy and you don't just say yes, then that's straight up lunacy.
What he decides to do with that boyhood or how he dresses is up to him. But if you're born with a penis you're a boy.
Making it airy fairy when, statistically, scientifically, less than 1% of 1% of children born have true gender dysphoria, is immoral and wrong. It's also a sign of our troubled times.
This is just my anecdotal experience but...
I have experienced bullying based on simply engaging in normal children's play with girls. Insults were attacks on both me and the girls. But I NEVER questioned my gender as a male. So if a child asks me if he's a boy and was identified biologically as one, I am going to question what influences are on the child before I answer.