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Casey Anthony, Please Don’t Have Another Child

In the wake of the Casey Anthony trial, despite my outrage at the verdict, and my disgust at her actions, I also feel horrified at the notion that she can in fact have more kids. She is only 25 and has many child baring years ahead of her. What if she concedes to reproduce again?

I know abortion is a touchy subject, and an entire argument onto itself, but in her case, I would definitely be pro choice. I would rather she terminate within a few months of finding out she is pregnant than perhaps chose to terminate when the child is his first years of life. Yes, I am basing this on the assumption that she murdered her daughter.

For those who believe she is innocent of murder or manslaughter, it is indisputable that she in the least negligent. To extrapolate some key findings of this case, she did not know where her child was for an entire month. If I did not know where my daughter was for even a few minutes I would begin poking around looking for her in the other rooms. My daughter is the same age as Anthony’s daughter, so this case had a very sever effect on me. If this was my daughter nowhere to be found, and in harm’s way, I would be enraged, doing everything possible to find her. I would not be out partying only a few days after she was suspected to be missing.

I just cannot get past how a missing child was overlooked. If I had as much as a fish tank and one of the goldfish was not there for even a day, I would notice. A small child is far louder, and demands a lot more attention than a fish, or even any other pet. In my opinion, if Casey Anthony wants to raise something in the future, she should stick to houseplants. When her fern dies at least no one will be surprised.

But there is still that nagging voice in the back of my head that tells me there is nothing anyone can do to stop this woman if she did chose to have another child. Clearly she does not make the best decisions and cannot seem to cope with the outcomes. Will she give motherhood another try only to once again regret it? And how much will that child suffer once she once again figures out that, yes, children do interfere with your partying, drinking, and general mayhem. If something were to happen to that child will she finally get her due punishment?

4 Things Every Pregnant Woman Needs

I am nine months pregnant, and technically I can give birth any day now (even though my due date isn’t for another couple of weeks). I just convinced my husband I need a pedicure by telling him the baby won’t come out unless my toes look good, or something like that. I don’t think he believed me, but at this point he knows better than to argue with a pregnant woman about her feet. Either that or he just doesn’t care whether I get a pedicure or not.

There are certain things that pregnant women indisputably need. These things are crucial to our welfare, and deprivation will make the unborn babies inside of us very angry, and potentially turn into zombies. Maybe.

Massages

We ache from head to toe. Our backs hurt. Our feet are swollen. Muscles we didn’t even know we had are now causing us problems. There is also pregnancy carpel tunnel to contend with. Not that we don’t enjoy spa treatments on a regular basis, but now massages have become an absolute necessity. I am sure my doctor could write me a note for this.

Hair Treatments

When you are pregnant all the hormones cause your hair to be thicker. You have this luscious mane atop your head. So basically you have a lot more hair to deal with and manage. A lot of hair dye doesn’t work well with pregnant women, but that doesn’t stop us from haircuts and styling sessions. Think of all the money we are saving by not shoe shopping for nine months since our feet are now comparable to Big Foot.

Snacks

I am not talking about eating everything in sight and then using the excuse that your five pound baby required all of that. Because, really, who would use their unborn child as an excuse like that? However, a few snacks throughout the day can keep a pregnant woman very happy. The baby won’t complain too much either. Unless you are snacking on foods your baby doesn’t like. In which case he will kick you. Hard. Repeatedly. For extended periods of time.

Comedy

Whether it is a funny movie, stand-up comedy, or an online comic, laughing will make you feel better. And your baby will bounce too. Which may possibly hurt, but you will be too amused to notice.

What are some things that got you through pregnancy?

I Am A Bad Mommy


 

When you have kids something very interesting happens. Everyone starts judging you. Even those people who do not have children have some type of opinion on your parenting skills. First of all, there is no such thing as parenting skills. You don’t have any. You get them as time goes on, and by the time you have mastered a task, your kid has moved on to something new that you have no clue about. Your skill is now obsolete. For those of your with multiple children, you have some skills. Some things are the same from kid to kid, but, for the most part, your kids are different, so whatever one of them taught you is non-applicable for the second and so forth.

This morning, as I drop my daughter off with my mother, she informs me that I am feeding my child too healthfully. Really? Is someone really judging me for giving my daughter too many fruits and vegetables each day? My mother’s solution? Substitute her breakfast of fresh mashed peaches with peach jam. Also, my daughter apparently needs more carbs. Get rid of her broccoli with cheese that I packed for lunch (healthy carbs), and instead give her a hot dog (because that pasty white bun must be what she needs to grow). I could not believe my ears. Every fiber of my being wanted to scream with fury! Even my unborn son started kicking violently inside of me at the mention of what is to happen to his sister. I personally take criticism from my mother a lot worse than from strangers.

Today a lady at my work asked if I was starving my baby. I am tiny. I have always been tiny. My babies are tiny. And perfectly healthy. Until my mother’s diet sets in, at which point I will have to contend with childhood obesity and possibly type two diabetes. Is it alright to ask an overweight pregnant woman if she is perhaps eating too much? Think about that for a second.

Who knows how many other people out there judge me on a daily basis. Either I am not doing something right with my pregnancy, or with my already existing kid. The peanut gallery never ceases to exist, and comment. I am a parent. I will be judged. To someone out there at some point, I am a bad mommy.