As some may know, my husband and I just returned from a week in sunny Phoenix, AZ visiting family and friends. What you probably do not know is that recently, we have suffered an interruption in work circumstances which has left both of us scrambling for work. I’ve been frantically looking at freelance jobs of all sorts, having a varied skill set in office work, insurance and a talent for business writing. You would think a smart gal like me would find something but it’s a tough world with a lot of people all scrambling for the same scraps as I am. It’s stressful times.
In light of these stressful times, I had hoped a week back home would relieve a lot of the stress and help me gain a fresh perspective on life. I’m 6 months pregnant with my first (and potentially only) child and of course everyone is just as excited as my husband and I are. You can’t beat that kind of joy and anticipation. I thought “hey, I’ll eat like a horse for a week, relax, enjoy my family and friends and come home refreshed and renewed!”
Mmmm, or not?
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Stefanie originally shared this on my wall and I’m reading this article that Kryztina has posted.
I couldn’t even finish the letter because it was too upsetting to read. It does not shock and amaze me, though it should, because this is not isolated. It’s not even confined to one type of ignorance; it speaks to a more sinister character flaw I see more and more in people. A very pronounced and proud streak of hatred for others that extends from innocent children to every adult or circumstance they lack a grasp of which leads to these emotionally violating acts.
This woman is someone; she could be a neighbour or a cousin of anyone. I think as decent people, when we hear these types of comments made by any one we know, we need to draw on that inner voice that says “this is wrong” and say with a (possibly difficult to muster) compassion “why do you feel that way?” We cannot combat ignorance and hateful behaviour by being angry or arguing, but by trying to get to the root of why these emotions are even surfacing.
Yes, I’d like to violently slap the living shit out… Continue reading
Warning: I have edited my “rantro-duction” after reading this hilarious but sad page. I named this entry “I’m with gullible before I read the page and now it’s even more sad/funny. Mostly sad though.
The internet makes me sad sometimes with the staggering amount of information, incorrect, inaccurate or just plain malicious. In addition, yes I think we’re “out there” too much but that’s a whole other rant. So is my feelings about bad grammar and missing words on “professional” blogs.
**** There is no malicious or cruel intent in my interest in this subject. If anything, I hope any readers would examine their daily information intake and decide decisively whether information is accurate or inaccurate. ****
Surfing the Internet
When I first had access to the internet in 1996, I used it for research in high school (namely researching RHPS). Then at 18, I spent a lot of time online reading, learning HTML and playing online “MUDs” (multiplayer real-time virtual world, usually text-based according to wikipedia.com). Later, I spent time online shopping, building my own websites and chatting with people from all over the US. In 1999, I started online… Continue reading
Lately, I have been posting a lot of my experiences on Facebook regarding the pregnancy and the local stance on c-section. I feel bad drawing comparisons between the UK and US, I know it probably offends people to some extend which I do apologize for. I know that no one wants to hear “but in my country …”. I’m not saying that though, I’m saying “I have a limited understanding. This is what I have experienced, can you tell me how it may differ?”
What I can say is, I can only draw from what I know and ask questions to help myself understand what I am facing as a first time mother. I feel badly if some people (mostly midwives) take offense to my asking questions but at the end of the day, it’s my body, my pregnancy and I have to feel comfortable with the outcome.
Warning: These opinions are my own. The statements below therapist los angeles do not seek to replace any sort of professional advise, do not seek to judge or convince any one of anything.
As some of you (most of you) may know, Ken and I are expecting! That’s right, a baby … not a shipment, not to loose our minds (well that too …) but a tiny human!
We announced to our family and friends a few weeks ago. I would dare say that do to becoming pregnant, I have neglected my various blogging. Honestly, I had before to some large extent but then after becoming pregnant, I also started to have “autoimune thyroiditis” again which made me stupidly tired as well as just regular first trimester tiredness. Now, things are improving, being on thyroid medicine and slowly feeling more energetic and optimistic daily.
We conceived in April, probably around mid-month. I had started having some pain on my left side so the family GP suggested an ultra-sound. And that’s when we saw “ALF” a.k.a. Angry Little Fish (because that’s what the baby looked like). We spent a few weeks anxious, nervous and a bit afraid of jumping the gun with telling everyone though it had been driving Ken nuts! He kept asking when we were allowed to tell. :-) I wanted to wait until the 12 week… Continue reading