Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Creepy Neighbor Man, Part Eight
CNM had a hearing on January 18. Did any of you actually think it would be the end? Ha! I can't believe how shitty our system works. It has been 5 months since that asshole attempted to harm me and still nothing has been done to him. Apparently he showed up to the hearing without an attorney and plead guilty. I would think him pleading guilty was a good thing. The judge thought otherwise. They are making him hire an attorney and show up for yet another hearing. That hearing is scheduled for February 15. Maybe by the time I'm 50 this guy will have been punished for his crime. Why can't they just pack up their shit and move already? I'd take that at this point. Our society rocks. The HOA didn't give a shit. The home owner didn't give a shit. It's nice to know people care about other people. I love it!
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Boobie Feeding
The title of this post alone freaks me out. I am so sick and tired of people trying to make me feel guilty because I don't want to breast feed my baby. It's really no one's business whether or not I'm going to breast feed. I get that boobie milk is better for the baby. I have a problem with having my baby latch on to my boob though. I decided a while back that I would just pump, if I can. That way, the baby is getting the milk and nutrients but not having to latch on to my boob. Apparently this isn't good enough for some. "Your breast milk prevents your baby from getting this and that and it's just so much better for your baby!" So, if my baby latches on to my boob or drinks the boob milk from a bottle, isn't he still going to get the same freaking nutrients? It's the same damn milk, is it not?
I have tried, several times, to explain to this one certain person that I just have issues with breast feeding. Of course, every time I see her she brings it up and yesterday was no different. She informed me that I needed to speak to my doctor about my issues. My response was, "I don't care what my doctor or you or anyone else has to say to me, I am not having my baby latch on to my boob! It's just not going to happen!" And her argument that having the baby actually latch on is better is a crock of shit. Then she tried to tell me I have issues with breast feeding because I wasn't breast fed. WHAT? Seriously, Lady! My issues stem from my own personal thoughts and feelings, not someone else's.
It doesn't make me a bad person or a bad mother if I don't breast feed. Every person is different. What if I can't breast feed? What then? Will the subject be dropped? Will they think I'm a bad mother then? Who gives people the right to push their feelings onto me and then try to make me feel guilty when I don't agree? And the best part...this person doesn't even have kids and has never experienced any of it.
If a woman chooses to breast feed, great! I don't think poorly of her. So, why think poorly of me if I choose not to breast feed? And the sad part about all of this is...my baby will still be getting my boobie milk. He won't be latching on and 'sucking and licking' as one book described it (YUCK!), but he will be getting it out of a bottle. So, how is there even an argument to begin with?
JUST LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!! If you want to breast feed, then have your own baby!
I have tried, several times, to explain to this one certain person that I just have issues with breast feeding. Of course, every time I see her she brings it up and yesterday was no different. She informed me that I needed to speak to my doctor about my issues. My response was, "I don't care what my doctor or you or anyone else has to say to me, I am not having my baby latch on to my boob! It's just not going to happen!" And her argument that having the baby actually latch on is better is a crock of shit. Then she tried to tell me I have issues with breast feeding because I wasn't breast fed. WHAT? Seriously, Lady! My issues stem from my own personal thoughts and feelings, not someone else's.
It doesn't make me a bad person or a bad mother if I don't breast feed. Every person is different. What if I can't breast feed? What then? Will the subject be dropped? Will they think I'm a bad mother then? Who gives people the right to push their feelings onto me and then try to make me feel guilty when I don't agree? And the best part...this person doesn't even have kids and has never experienced any of it.
If a woman chooses to breast feed, great! I don't think poorly of her. So, why think poorly of me if I choose not to breast feed? And the sad part about all of this is...my baby will still be getting my boobie milk. He won't be latching on and 'sucking and licking' as one book described it (YUCK!), but he will be getting it out of a bottle. So, how is there even an argument to begin with?
JUST LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!! If you want to breast feed, then have your own baby!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
The Joys of Pregnancy!
My doctor said today, "this is your second trimester and you should really enjoy this time. Your first trimester you're sick all the time and the third you're just miserable!" I responded by saying, "I'm trying to enjoy this, but it's not really working out for me!" For the past two weeks I've been having this horrible pain in my upper abdomen. Doc wants to check my gall bladder. Yea! I only hope that gall stones are more friendly than kidney stones. If it's not my gall bladder then it's muscle issues and there's not much they can do for that...so that sucks. Four months of wanting to rip my insides out should be fun!
It was "fun" putting together the baby's crib and dresser. Of course, Mike did most of the work and probably would disagree with me describing it as "fun", but I enjoyed it. And if you look closely, you can see Badger in the background. He was supervising. We didn't have any pieces left over, so we must have done something right! One question though, why don't the people who make the cribs just go ahead and throw in a matress? It would just make things easier. Oh, right...they want you to spend more money. Like you don't have enough crap to buy as it is.
I guess Baby Fitz will be here before we know it. It's hard to believe we've passed the halfway mark. Oh, and I gained 9 pounds in four weeks. How awesome is that? I don't know how I managed to pull that off, but I did. I can't imagine what it's going to be like trying to work all those pounds off!!
It was "fun" putting together the baby's crib and dresser. Of course, Mike did most of the work and probably would disagree with me describing it as "fun", but I enjoyed it. And if you look closely, you can see Badger in the background. He was supervising. We didn't have any pieces left over, so we must have done something right! One question though, why don't the people who make the cribs just go ahead and throw in a matress? It would just make things easier. Oh, right...they want you to spend more money. Like you don't have enough crap to buy as it is.I guess Baby Fitz will be here before we know it. It's hard to believe we've passed the halfway mark. Oh, and I gained 9 pounds in four weeks. How awesome is that? I don't know how I managed to pull that off, but I did. I can't imagine what it's going to be like trying to work all those pounds off!!
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Here Kitty, Kitty!
My step-dad, Frank, had the opportunity to go to New Mexico last week for a mountain lion hunt. He had been waiting and waiting for the phone call, as they had to wait for it to snow in order to track the cats. He finally got the call the day after Christmas and he made the drive to New Mexico where it was freezing cold. The first day of the hunt they saw nothing. It was the second day where all the fun was had. There were 4 dogs that tracked the cat by smelling a paw print. Within 20 minutes, the cat was found and cornered in a tree. The dogs and the guide waited for Frank to climb the
mountain, which he says took him 45 minutes. You can see from the pictures that his cheeks are all red...he looks tired. He finally made it to 'The Tree' and waited for the signal. The next thing he knows, he's trying to hold up this 180 pound cat. It's a CAT. It's bigger than he is. Can you imagine being out on a mountain, in the middle of nowhere, hunting a cat only to find that the cat has been hunting you? That thing could eat me whole! It could crush me with a paw. Yikes! Congratulations, Frank! Glad you made it back without freezing!
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