Nipple Confusion
We were rear-ended on the way to The Husband's work this morning. All parties are fine. Even though The Husband was driving, I instinctively got out, inspected the damage - there was none - and returned to the car. I don't even think I said anything to the guy who hit us. He did apologize which was very kind of him then we were on our way. This sort of thing happens all of the time in a city where 70% of the drivers are drunk and the other 30% are asleep at the wheel.
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I have already received a couple of baby items from folks that I barely know or have never met. It's because my mom is awesome and people are excited that she is becoming a grandmother. She called me yesterday to let me know that she is shipping out yet another package to me. She works with "special needs" children one on one at an elementary school and apparently this sweet boy with aspergers (which up until now I thought was pronounced "assburgers") and his crazy mother bought me/my mom/The Baby a lot of pooh stuff. Can't wait. It was very kind of them.
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Ok, now onto our latest childbirth class at the hospital. The first two classes were about labor and delivery - blah, blah, blah, I'm totally an expert about that now. I know enough to write several instructional pamphlets. Last night's was about what to do with the BABY! Oh is that what I'm doing here? We saw a lengthy film on breastfeeding. It was very difficult to watch as I had never seen breasts used that way on TV before. I saw more aereolas than ever outside of a stage production of Hair and that porno film that The Husband's classmate dropped off in a brown paper bag "for later" (horrific experience - I'd rather not go into it).
I think that we learned a lot and I became desensitized enough towards the end of the video that I actually began to evaluate each baby's latching-on technique. We learned about umbilical cords and stork bites. I feel very fortunate that I unknowingly chose a hospital that not only encourages breastfeeding but also rooming-in and natural childbirth.
FYI: I am a very poor speller - always have been. So, when I run the Spell Checker and a word pops up as incorrect with no alternatives, I usually do a quick check through Google to confirm I have spelt the word correctly. There are some words that should never be Googled unless you are prepared for the results. "Aereolas" is one of these words. You've been warned.
I have already received a couple of baby items from folks that I barely know or have never met. It's because my mom is awesome and people are excited that she is becoming a grandmother. She called me yesterday to let me know that she is shipping out yet another package to me. She works with "special needs" children one on one at an elementary school and apparently this sweet boy with aspergers (which up until now I thought was pronounced "assburgers") and his crazy mother bought me/my mom/The Baby a lot of pooh stuff. Can't wait. It was very kind of them.
Ok, now onto our latest childbirth class at the hospital. The first two classes were about labor and delivery - blah, blah, blah, I'm totally an expert about that now. I know enough to write several instructional pamphlets. Last night's was about what to do with the BABY! Oh is that what I'm doing here? We saw a lengthy film on breastfeeding. It was very difficult to watch as I had never seen breasts used that way on TV before. I saw more aereolas than ever outside of a stage production of Hair and that porno film that The Husband's classmate dropped off in a brown paper bag "for later" (horrific experience - I'd rather not go into it).
I think that we learned a lot and I became desensitized enough towards the end of the video that I actually began to evaluate each baby's latching-on technique. We learned about umbilical cords and stork bites. I feel very fortunate that I unknowingly chose a hospital that not only encourages breastfeeding but also rooming-in and natural childbirth.
FYI: I am a very poor speller - always have been. So, when I run the Spell Checker and a word pops up as incorrect with no alternatives, I usually do a quick check through Google to confirm I have spelt the word correctly. There are some words that should never be Googled unless you are prepared for the results. "Aereolas" is one of these words. You've been warned.
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