Atomicflea wrote:
The worst part of pregnancy so far isn't the migraines, white patches on my skin, gas, cankles, or random bouts of sleepy/sleeplessness. Hands down, the thing that pisses me off the most is people's random judgment of my choices when it comes down to how I want to carry this kid, give birth, and raise him/her.
In the past month (since I started showing), I have heard the following comments from strangers and acquaintances:
-"Whoa, you got BIG. Watch that weight." (I gained exactly one pound as of two weeks ago).
-"What DECAFFEINATED treat are you getting today?" (In line at the smoothie/juice counter).
-"What the hell are you doing in those?" (Pointing to my trusty 3-inch red heels).
-"You can't drink. You'll be breastfeeding." (When I commented that I can't wait to give birth and have some wine)
and finally, the kicker today, from one of my staff out of the blue:
-"You know, the Bible says women were meant to give birth in pain. My mother had 12 of us in her bed. You shouldn't even need a doctor."
Also:get the fuck off my belly or risk losing a hand.
As for the drinking while BFing, tell them to shut up and do their research. Beer actually creates more breast milk and when drunk in moderation and timed correctly, you can drink with no issue. Nurse the baby, have a drink, wait 2 hours. Wash rinse repeat.
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I would have ***** slapped the person who said the last part and thought I did this society a service.
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I touch prego-tummies. I can't help it. There's magic going on in there.
If I ever meet you in RL I personally swear I will give you the biggest *** kicking you have ever had the pleasure of receiving, just for this comment alone. Speaking for all pregnant women who loathe to have their tummys touched by complete strangers, who the fu
ck do you think yu are to violate our personal space just because we had kinky sex and got knocked up and are breeding the next generation of spawn? Seriously? Your rights do not overstep our personal boundaries. Be a doll and ask for permission first. Because that is the grossest breech of personal space I can think of and I can not for the life of me figure out where people like you get off on thinking our bodies are public property just because we have a damn bun in the oven.
DON'T TOUCH THE GOD DAMN BELLY WITHOUT FLIPPING ASKING FIRST! Flea, unfortunately ******** abound (as you see in this thread as a microcosm of the outside world) and you just need to kick them in the nads and move on. I'd love to say the pathetic judgmental comments stop the moment you pop... but it doesnt. And it's one area where you need to learn over time to trust yourself and your own judgments, parent the way you and Joph decide to, and mentally (and physically sometimes) flip the bird to nosey "know it alls". This is the time I offer advice to find one or two really good parent friends who may or may not parent the same as you, but understand and respect the fact we all parent in different ways and not too many kids grow up as sociopaths. Hugs hon. Kick them in the balls with your stilettos on my behalf when you get a chance mmkay?