Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Momma Bear Rage

Ok.  I think we all know that I'm pretty liberal on a lot of different topics.

I read an article today on Mr. Conservative that a friend had posted.  Nasty, Weird and Sexist Liberal Cracks about Women.  I was pretty upset about some of them, to be entirely honest.

I should put it out there that people on both sides of the coin say some pretty horrible things.  There are hardcore liberals and hardcore conservatives that are cruel and completely out of line in the things that they say.  This is not confined to just one side, and there are days where I am ashamed of humanity...didn't these peoples parents teach them better than this?

The one that really got to me was a quote by Larry Flynt, talking about Sarah Palin.

“(Palin) did a disservice to every woman in America. She knew from the first month of pregnancy that kid was going to be Down’s Syndrome. It’s brain dead. A virtual vegetable. She carries it to all these different political events against abortion, she did it just because she didn’t want to say she’d had an abortion. How long is it going to live? Another 12, 15 years? Doesn’t even know it’s in this world. So what kind of compassionate conservative is she? I don’t think anybody will want her near the White House.” — Larry Flyn

 I don't like Sarah Palin.  I don't agree with her politics and every time I've seen an interview with her, she annoys the hell out of me.  I just...don't like her.  But it's her politics that I don't like.  This goes way, way beyond that and way beyond acceptable.

First, let's look at the fact that no one knows in the first month of pregnancy that their child will have Down's Syndrome.  Yes, maternal age is a factor, but it's not the only one.  There is no way of knowing about the disability until later on in the pregnancy.  Some tests can be run between 11 and 13 weeks, but definitive results often come later than that.

Second, children with Down's Syndrome oftentimes live full and happy lives.  They can regularly live into their 50's and 60's.  Trig is a little boy.  He's not an 'it' and he's not brain dead and he's not a vegetable.  He is a sweet little boy who just happens to have an extra chromosome.  Unfortunately, he's got a famous political family.

Larry Flynt is an asshole.  That's a horrible thing to say.  You know what, I'm sure he'd never say that about someone else's child.  He wouldn't go up to a mother on the street with her child with Down's Syndrome and say, 'Hey!  How old is it?  You know it's not going to live to be an adult, right?'  You know why?  Because that is a horrible thing to say to a parent and is likely to get you kicked or stabbed.  He said it because he hates Palin because they are on different sides of the political spectrum.

That is not ok.  I don't care who you are or what your politics are or how much they may differ, it is not ok to attack someone on a personal level when you disagree with their politics.  Is Palin so politically perfect that you can't find something about her policies and her political beliefs that you can disagree with and attack?  Are you so pathetic that you have to resort to attacking her family--not just her family, her very young, disabled son?

Once again, I don't like Sarah Palin.  I would never vote for her, and politically I think she's pretty terrible.  But as a mother, I respect the hell out of her and her husband.  They made the decision to keep their son despite his disability.  Down's Syndrome is not easy to live with.  The degree of disability varies wildly from children who are able to function at normal levels to children who are never able to talk or walk.  No one knows how severe it will be, and it's a lot more than the 18 years that most parents sign up for with their children.  I can't even imagine how hard it would be...or how fulfilling.

And her family made the choice to keep the baby.  Many don't.  There are many people who abort fetuses with Down's Syndrome.  I may not respect the woman when it comes to politics, but as a mother, I understand.  I spent much of my pregnancy with Roland worrying about something going wrong.  I wouldn't have loved him any less, though.  But still, this is a hard decision to make.

What Larry Flynt probably doesn't bother to think about is the fact that any parent who receives this diagnosis spends hours agonizing over the decision.  The internet is full of information and it's easy to find out all about the disability that your child will be born with--the good and the bad.  Parents know that their child has a shortened life span.  They understand the possibility that their child may never be like a 'normal' baby.  You really think they don't get that?  Hell, Flynt has kids of his own...you think he'd understand.

This is disgusting, people.  This shit has to stop.  Attack the politics.  Attack the policies.  Hell, attack the personality.  Stop attacking the family.  This goes for the First Lady, Sasha and Malia, AND the Palin kids.  Don't call Bristol a whore, don't call Trig a vegetable.  It's not hard.

As a mother--hell, as a human being--I am horrified that we treat one another this way.  I know that when you sign up for politics you are signing up for a certain level of scrutiny.  The same applies for your family.  And it's expected that there will be a certain level of questioning and scrutiny and maybe even a few casual jokes flying around.  But this is unacceptable.

In 20 years, Trig Palin is going to read this shit online.  He's going to see things that were said about him and his family, and he's going to understand these things.  And you should be ashamed of yourself.

See this?  This is a sweet little boy who loves his daddy, who has a disability but isn't defined by it, who has a beautiful smile and is very obviously not a vegetable.  This is pulled off Sarah Palin's official facebook page.


So if you want to attack a politician, attack the politician.  Leave their damn families out of it.  This is not me defending Sarah Palin.  This is me, as a mother, feeling an insane amount of Momma Bear rage for a sweet little boy who could be ANYONE'S little boy who is being cruelly mocked.  You may not like the woman, and that is your right.  But at the very least, she deserves your respect for making a difficult choice.  It might not be the choice you made, but it was her choice.

Oh, and for the people who are pro-choice and are angry that she choose to keep Trig...isn't that the definition of choice?  The Palin family made the CHOICE to keep the baby that they knew would have life long disabilities.  Good for them.  From that sweet picture, I think they probably made the right one.


Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Pretty Baby!

It might be terrible...but I keep thinking about how I hope SprogFace is cute. You know, so I can enter him/her in beautiful baby contests. :)

Yes, I'm silly. And my head is currently full of chubby cheeks, giggles, and clean baby smell. Hah! And we thought the baby rabies was bad before.

Is it December yet???
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Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Blah...

Good day today, though not as good as yesterday. I'm really sleepy today...and...my boobs hurt. A lot. Stupid boobs.

Spent a lot of time today with the husband talking about baby names. James Alexander? Jacob James? Marcella Marie? Viola Marie? We've got a lot of options...good thing we've got like 8 months to decide!

Yeah, I don't got much. I think I'm going to go home and pass out.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Productive day! Well, mostly!

So, today was my first day back at work after this all went down (and we decided we're keeping SprogFace and such) and it actually went really, really well.

I got an appointment baby with my Baby Doctor. I've had a lot of suggestions, but I think I'm going to go see Dr. Burke. My appointment is on the 18th at 2:30...it should put me right around 8 weeks. I really wish I could have the appointment sooner then that. I'm really anxious to ask him some questions...like if it's ok for me to start excercising and dieting (which I'd planned on doing ANYWAY) and what kind of medication I can take for my back pain and if there are any anti-depressants that I can safely take while pregnant. So many questions, and I'm really just wanting to know that SprogFace is safe and healthy and happy...

One of my closest friends decided today that the baby would be named SprogFace. I approve of such!

I realized that I'm becoming one of those women. I keep goobing about baby and stuff...I'm sorry, I can't help it! I'm excited! But, I'm going to try to keep it all on my blog (try being the operative word here, guys) just so that you don't get really irritated with me.

I figure I'll try to blog here every day. For me and for SprogFace. It's a good way to keep track of what we're going through...

In other news, the husband is getting about as excited as I am. :) It's REALLY adorable!

I leave you with stuff I want to buy...


I wonder if Think Geek has a registry... ;)

Oh, and I had an AWESOME dinner tonight...Mac N Cheese...the best Orange IN THE WORLD...a Caramello...and pretzels. Mmmmm.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Maybe I'm jumping the gun a little?

I signed up for the parenting.com daily tips e-mail. I think that might have been a bad idea. Today's tip was 'Save on Baby Gear!'

Oooohhhh - Shopping!

So of course, I'm looking at furniture and stuff and all kinds of fun stuff. Stuff that I really don't need to look at for like 6 more months. I need to be practical...something could happen. Not that I think it will, but it could. I really need to stop thinking of the long-term and think more of the short term!

And we've been discussing names. A lot. I'm sure we'll decide on something eventually. :)

Woooo!

So, after a long day of discussing and really considering it, we've decided we're going to keep the kiddo. I think with some creative space management, we can can fit a baby and its stuff into our current place...and if we don't end up staying here for whatever reason, then we will make that work too.

We're still kind of in shock over it, things are still sinking in. But, at the same time, we're both really excited.

I think we might be getting ahead of ourselves already...we're already discussing baby names and what toys we want to get it and what extra curricular activities we want to enroll it in.

Poor kiddo. I think the husband is going to be calling it Roo (Oh, by the way, we HAVE decided that we're going to decorate in classic Pooh...keep your eyes out for awesome stuff for me!) and I'll keep calling it sprog or demon child or ya know, whatever pops into my mind.

Eek! I've still got like...34 weeks left...and I'm already starting to freak out about the actual having of it.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

To start...

My husband and I were married May 29th, 2009. From the get-go, we decided we wanted to wait a while to have kids. Between my husband being in school full-time and us living in Oklahoma of all places, we wanted to give it time. I was on birth control, but it was always kind of sporadic. We always said, 'If it happens, it happens, and we'll deal with it then.'

Well. Then it happened.

I was 2 weeks late, and I knew. I just knew, without even needing to take the test. Finally, my husband made a midnight run into town to buy me some tests. And I took one. And it was positive. The line was faint, but it was still there.

And then the freaking out started.

Lots of yelling, tears, arguing, and calm discussion later...and we're going to keep it. Well, at the very least, we aren't going to end the pregnancy. Unless my doctor tells me that it would be a serious detriment to my health to do so, we're going to go ahead with it. We still haven't come to a decision on if we will keep the sprog or adopt it...but we're going to wait a few weeks before we really start talking about that.

So that's that. I am absolutely terrified. Sure, I love kids, but I've got NO idea what to do. This whole pregnancy thing is utterly foreign to me. With the fact that I have no gallbladder, and I'm morbidly obese, and I'm having serious issues with my back and hips...yeah, I'm scared. But at the same time, I'm starting to get a little excited about it. I don't know yet what is going to happen...but I want to blog about it. It's one of the biggest things in my life...it would be good to keep track of what happens.

Next week, hopefully, I'll have a doctors appointment and we can really get the party started. For now, though...demon sprog doesn't much care for Chocolate...and I don't get morning sickness so much as later afternoon/evening sickness.