Steven Reed said:It’s far too late, far too late 😢 both of mine learned how to sleep on their sides and wake up staring at a blank wall😢 : better start saving up for my daughters' therapy sessions
Good grief, what a tragedy! A wall, and such a cold, unfeeling wall at that!
I am not, because I have always operated under the assumption that one only truly becomes a parent once that "child comes to life" in a meaningful way.
Brandon Barnes85 said:Oof... that is a tough call to make. Honestly, you might be better off getting rid of the dogs just to be safe. Once that's done, you should really start studying pregnancy seriously so you don't accidentally eat the wrong thing or buy the wrong vitamins next time, and try to avoid too many ultrasounds since the radiation isn't great for the baby, plus you shouldn't let doctors do vaginal exams because there's a risk of opening up. Around the halfway mark, you ought to start reading up on breastfeeding because that's the only right way to do it and babies need it for as long as possible. And whatever you do, don't take any medication during labor. Your job is just to suffer in silence. Then, once you get home, you have to stare at your baby constantly to build that bond, and if you can, try not to even blink.
Thanks, Brandon Barnes85, and thanks to all the other girls here. I'll just sell the dogs so I have enough cash to cover the abortion.
And what am I supposed to do about my husband?! Leave him just because we happen to share an opinion?! Or are we meant to go seek counseling at a Mayo Clinic facility or something?
God, I almost caused such a disaster. It would be better if this child didn't even have a mother!
Should I put the dogs down or just go get an abortion? Or perhaps the most logical path would be to embrace solitude and leave my husband behind entirely?
Lawrence Doyle5 said:Honestly, even to me, that sounds a little extreme... seriously. Maybe try looking for advice on a different forum, or even call one of those free parenting hotlines—they'll definitely walk you through the pros and cons. Actually, I know a great guy named Milan who could probably give you some solid guidance on what to do... though, hey, instead of moving the baby to the nursery, why not just leave them in your room and you and your husband can move into the nursery? Haha. 🙂🙂
And what if the baby and my two dogs all sleep in the bed together? I mean, the dogs already sleep in here with us, so how am I supposed to explain that to the baby? And more importantly, how am I supposed to explain to the dogs that they aren't allowed in the bed anymore!?
Brandon Barnes85 said:You might as well just throw yourself away just to be safe, because if you put the baby up for adoption, you might end up with parents who actually let them sleep in their own room! :gasp:
Good grief, I didn't just pull that out of thin air! 🙂
I could use some perspective here: I’ve been entertaining this somewhat radical notion where I don't have my baby sleeping in the same bed as me, and instead, we move the crib into a separate nursery once they hit the two-month mark. We would, of course, rely on a high-quality baby monitor.
Is this kind of thinking a sign that I’m fundamentally unfit for motherhood? Or should I just be looking into adoption instead?
It honestly gets under my skin when I see pregnant women on these forums constantly hunting for advice and whining about how difficult everything is, when in reality, they aren't actually willing to make any real sacrifices during their pregnancy.
I find myself increasingly irritated by those overly comfortable, demanding pregnant women in the hospital (where I’m currently staying); they act as if the world owes them everything just because they're expecting.
Look, everyone, I’m going to lay this out for urbantinker8 so we can finally put this to rest, because honestly, continuing this back-and-forth feels like a massive waste of energy. You mentioned how much elderly people get on your nerves, which prompted my own observation regarding this general, inexplicable intolerance toward the older generation. You know that specific feeling when you read something and it just triggers a deeper train of thought that you feel compelled to write down? That is exactly what happened here. The point is, you aren't the first person to come along and vent about being irritated by the elderly. Is that clear enough now?
No, I didn't conclude that, good grief, don't be such an argumentative type!
I wasn't suggesting that you personally are intolerant, rather I was expressing my lack of understanding regarding this general intolerance toward the elderly, but it seems you insist on taking every single post as a direct personal affront.
urbantinker8 said:I mean, why would you even feel the need to agree with me in the first place?🤷 It isn't that I'm refusing to run for the bus during my pregnancy or anything; it's more that I can barely manage to step onto a low-floor city bus without struggling. Since walking is heavy and standing is even harder right now, I guess it follows that running isn't really an option either.
I haven't really sat down on buses or subways for years, mostly relying exclusively on public transit for my commute to work. Back when I used to sit, I always made sure to yield my spot to seniors, pregnant women, or small children... Which is exactly why all this is getting under my skin, because it makes me feel like one of those rare idiots who actually bothers to follow some kind of outdated social etiquette.
No one is claiming I have to agree with you, but surely I am allowed to voice an opinion that happens to contradict yours, right?
I still get up, too—I’ll stand up right now if I decide someone else is having a harder time than I am, regardless of whether the other ignorant people around me stay seated.
My point is simply that it irritates me how many people only start pretending to care about manners once they themselves become the ones who are weaker or less healthy.
I don't see eye to eye with you on this at all; I find myself picking up the pace just to secure a seat, and while it’s a struggle to move that quickly only to end up collapsing into a chair completely winded, I'd much rather deal with that than endure standing for three whole stops.
What I am actually curious about is how many of you were actually offered seats when you were older or pregnant, because personally, I always base my expectations on my own experience. If I was always given a seat, then I certainly have the right to complain when I'm ignored, but if I wasn't, well...
I wasn't attempting to draw any comparisons regarding who has it harder, because simply stating that someone else is struggling doesn't mean your own experience with pregnancy is somehow less taxing. I am not disputing anyone's situation, nor am I trying to downplay what others are going through. However, looking at the entirety of this subway situation, it isn't just composed of elderly passengers; there are younger people in there too who are perfectly capable of standing up.
I'm specifically referring to the section of the post where the author mentions older folks rushing for the subway and compares them to pregnant women.
Whatever. Their problem, not mine. I'm not letting it get to me.
Precisely. If I end up becoming one of those people myself, then I’ll have absolutely no right to complain about anything later on.
Furthermore, I find this pervasive intolerance toward the elderly to be utterly baffling; of course they’re going to rush for the subway or the bus, because they are well aware that nobody is going to get up to offer them a seat. These are seniors, and while I realize there are all sorts of personalities out there, life is simply harder for them. They are old. We are all eventually going to reach that stage of life—hopefully—and we will likely behave exactly the same way, especially since every subsequent generation seems to be getting more difficult to manage.
As for the rude individuals who clearly never learned how to behave in public, I’m perfectly happy to give them a quick lesson in basic etiquette; their behavior doesn't affect me, and I see no reason why I should suffer through someone else's discomfort just to be polite.
Dana Brown8 said:Pregnancy really opened my eyes. People are fundamentally selfish. I don't bother getting up for anyone anymore, unless it’s a pregnant woman or a mom with kids—regardless of age or gender. I told my mother she raised me too well because I'm far too kind to everyone... and people like that usually end up losing out to those who just steamroll over everything else. 🙂
As for me, I’m going to keep helping people when I can, because I refuse to let the sheer lack of basic decency in others turn me into just another self-absorbed idiot focused entirely on myself.
It honestly grates on my nerves whenever someone has the audacity to ask if I’m just gaining weight or if I’m actually pregnant! 🙂 It’s enough to drive anyone absolutely insane. So, naturally, my response is usually to tell them that it's actually both!