that pale green 2008 bar, age 25-29? That was me. It's emotional just seeing it. I was 29 and healthy, and my son and I still ended up there. I can't fathom taking this risk.
that pale green 2008 bar, age 25-29? That was me. It's emotional just seeing it. I was 29 and healthy, and my son and I still ended up there. I can't fathom taking this risk.
Applause. All the applause. I had pre-eclampsia at 29 after a totally normal pregnancy, gave birth at 33 weeks. We both survived, but it was awful. I am vehemently opposed to this notion of 'your body just knows what's right' about pregnancy and childbirth- IMO this attitude is as dangerous as the anti-vac movement…
I'm laughing a bit, because we got married at 25 but waited until our 30's to make babies. There were great reasons, such as building careers, but paying for college in 12 years is already terrifying.
I guess I get slightly defensive :). It feels like the anti-vaxxers have eliminated any gray area that might have once comfortably existed to tailor the schedule to the child. My younger son had no issues, so I never varied from the norm with him; I feel like that gives me the cred to stand up for parents who know…
My older son had really bad reactions to vaccinations, often running high fevers after getting multiple shots. At one point - maybe 9mos? - he was supposed to get 5 shots, and I insisted on breaking that into 2 appointments. My pediatrician didn't like it and tried to talk me out of it, but that's what worked best for…
That's my understanding of it. I don't know any more than I've read in this & other non-medical articles. It seems like one of those things that works for some, but no one understands the mechanism as of yet. It's exciting, though, that there is at least some hope for these families.
I posted this in another thread, but you might enjoy reading this:
also, this update:
This is a fantastic article about it:
Please re-read. Or troll more earnestly so I can tell the difference.
We try So Hard to push the 'We're angry about the lying, not the mistake' agenda with our 6 year old. He still fucking lies. CONSTANTLY. Like, I know you made this mess. I get that it was an accident. Please stop nervously denying it to my face when confronted with the evidence, because that's the shit that makes me…
I'm brown-brown. It can happen.
May the genetic hair odds be ever in your favor.
I married one and made two more. I win.
To be fair, that's in part because of the syrup added to make it sweet. Still, vomit.
1oz of heavy cream is, per the internet, 96.6 calories. We're talking almost 2000 calories BEFORE the syrup & whipped cream.
I told my now-husband that I wasn't moving in with him unless we were planning to get married. He took a few minutes to digest that, then said 'ok'. More stuff happened later, but basically that's how it went down.
This morning my kids are running from room to room in the house having conversations & arguing with the carbon monoxide detectors.
switch this to 2weeks ago, windex & paper towels, and you could be my son.
This makes me feel better. We're in the process of moving, and have discovered my 6yo's snot wall. Insanely gross, but I take comfort in all you normal sounding adults who used to do this.