You know, people really seem to think I am completely ignorant to babies.
“Oh you wait, babies are no cakewalk” “Beware! You will get to deal with explosive diarrhea!”
PEOPLE, I KNOW.
I am not ignorant to kids.
In the past decade, I have been pooped on, peed on, sneezed on, puked on (in the face among other things,) coughed on, snotted on, bit, scratched, punched, smacked, EVERYTHING. I’ve seen the most disgusting diapers in life. I’ve seen a kid poop out of their diaper up to their neck.
All this from kids who are NOT mine.
I know what to expect, and I know that there are things that no unwanted story will prepare me for.
The only thing more annoying to me than the people who think that I have no clue what babies even are, are the people who tell me how I should raise my unborn child!
People, I will do what I want, when I want.
If I need advice, I have two moms and two dads, aunts and uncles, plus a sister who have all raised kids who I can turn to.
Unless I ask for advice on anything else (such as what things were amazing for you that you swear by on your baby registry,) consider your advice UNSOLICITED.
How far along? 14 weeks
Due Date: October 12, 2013
Total weight gain/loss: down 3 lbs from pre-pregnancy weight
Baby’s size: 3.5 Inches
Sex: Too early yet
Baby Developments: At this point baby can now squint, frown, grimace, pee, and possibly suck his thumb! Thanks to brain impulses, his facial muscles are getting a workout as his tiny features form one expression after another. His kidneys are producing urine, which he releases into the amniotic fluid around him — a process he’ll keep up until birth.
My bump: It’s obvious
Baby purchases: Nothing yet
Maternity: Maternity pants, and just shirts that are too big for me.
Sleep: Whenever I can, I am sleeping.
Best moment this week: Sleeping through the night without getting up to pee!
Food cravings: Macaroni and cheese.
Food aversions: buffalo wild wings…too bad that is Marvin’s job.
Movement: I feel the baby move around from time to time, but no distinct kicking.
Symptoms: Some round ligament pain, and being tired all the time.
Labor signs: none.
Stretch Marks? Just these same ones I have always had
Swelling? my feet a little.
Belly button in or out? in
Emotions: Very moody. But I was very moody before, so I don’t consider it a new thing really.
What I miss: Not being nauseous. I’m still having little bouts of morning sickness which I really hope clear up now that I am OFFICIALLY in the second trimester.
What I am looking forward to: Visiting my dad at the cabin next weekend!
Let me start this by reminding you that I love you, and you know I do. I love you and your kids tremendously!
You asked me my opinion on my views…”how do you know god is imaginary?” is asking my opinion on a sensitive subject that we disagree on. I gave you my full and honest opinion. I do that. I don’t lie. I don’t make up an answer that I think one would like. I mean, I am an honest person. That does not make me ignorant. Telling you my opinion on something you disagree on does not make me ignorant. I know I didn’t experience the things you did that led you go religion, and I am thankful that I did not have to. That was an unfortunate thing that you went through and I’m glad you are alive today. No need to curse at me about it. I’m not dismissing what you went through, I just cannot relate to it. I know you saw what you say you saw, that is wonderful. It’s just not something that I believe in.
You being quiet about your views on homosexuality and the like, which is another thing we disagree on, is your choice. I am vocal about gay rights. Or as I like to call them, human rights. Love is love. You can love who you want. That is what I believe.
“Pray for the non-believers, they need it more than anyone else does” was your status update after our discussion. I hear that a lot…that people will pray for me…that their congregations will pray for me. It is okay if you want to pray for me. Pray until your heart is full. I know that it does not affect me. I don’t believe in it. Nonbelievers do not believe in prayer. If that makes you feel better, by all means, be my guest. I can ask you not to pray for me, but I know that wish will not be respected.
I am vocal about my opinions on Twitter. I’m not censored there. There is a reason I update twitter more than Facebook. I rarely use Facebook.
Again, I love you a lot. You know this! And your opinions on me and my views do not change this at all. As long as you don’t directly ask me questions about my views, I will not talk to you about my views. I mean, that is what we were doing before right? You are one of my closest friends. Nothing will change what I think of you.
I love you.
A note to readers: Don’t follow me on twitter if you will be hurt/offended/disgusted with my opinions. I mean, I am myself there. I always will be.
when you know it is there
you can't do anything
why is it so hard to go on with your life?
each passing moon
each rising sun
you can't do this
you can't feel anything
Where do you go from here?
Where do you love?
Why do you try?
Is it worth it?
Are you sure you can be this person?
Why are you bleeding?
Don't do this
You can fix this
You can make it better
I'll miss your broken smile