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Me: I don’t know if I ever want to be pregnant, I’d rather adopt a kid or two that are a bit older
Someone: Are you SURE? Older adoptees present UNIQUE CHALLENGES
Me: We are discussing human beings not digital pets
Literally every child every born and/or parented presents unique challenges. It’s like people are unique individuals…..or something………….
An amazing and revolutionary concept
When people ask me, “Why do you want to adopt teenagers?” I always answer, “Because you asked like that.”
I’m real over it. If I become a foster mom to a 17 year old kid and I get the privilege of the option to adopt them? You better believe I am legally making that kid mine.
“They’ll be a legal adult in no time, why spend the money to adopt? They’ll be aged out of the system.”
There’s no aging out of family, Marvin.
“They might be rebellious or smoke or do drugs or steal things! What if they won’t listen to you?”
Then I guess I’ll have to step up and do some fruxking parenting, Stanley.
“You want to adopt problem children then?”
All. Children. Are. Problem. Children. If you’re not prepared to deal with the fact that at some point, any child ever, whether you birthed them yourself or adopted them at any age, could become a problem? Then you are NOT ready to have children, and should really just step off and let the people who actually want to be parents live in peace with their kids.
dearbluetravelers
Hey I’m so glad this post is picking up
joseph: mary, how are you pregnant?
mary, who’s about to invent christianity: oh? haven’t you heard?
I'm asexual, lesbian, not currently dating at all, and on hormonal birth control for its various other benefits, but sometimes my doctor's office still wants me to take a pregnancy test before getting my bc injection every 90 days. I have a running joke with the nurse who always gives me my shot that if the test ever comes back positive I'll have to found a new religion.
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Little Mad Max Fury Road tribute!
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"The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides." — Audrey Hepburn
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Look, two drawings in one day! It’s a rare miracle. Anyway, have more baby feels, this time with a very pregnant, happy Tauriel and proud future papa Kíli.
Also, Kíli still takes full advantage of the perfect height difference between them.
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Anonymous asked:
What if capable shared a night with nux before they returned to the pass ("rather your children 1000 times than one of his.") and when she found out she was pregnant she was confident that she would love the child with all her heart despite it's ache
i’ll have you know that this story kept me awake & made me turn my computer back on to write it
(warning: non-graphic stillbirth. not capable’s)
This is how Capable wants to remember Nux: his smile, the scars on his lips as he kissed her, how his eyes had been wide and full of awe when she took him inside of herself, the way he whispered that she gave him hope. He was so careful, so hesitant to make sure it was what she wanted. He called her things like ‘chrome’ and she liked the way it sounded, liked the idea of being something enduring.
She Witnessed his terrible sacrifice, and she clutched his memory to her heart like the Vuvalini had shown her, but that’s how she prefers to remember him: when he was hers under the wide starry sky, when they were both free for the first time.
When they’re back at the Citadel she doesn’t notice at first that she skips a period. Once this would have been of supreme importance, but it hardly crosses her mind with all the other things that need dealing with. Furiosa at death’s door with a blood-fever, the War Pups unsure if they made the right choice to let them up, hundreds of mouths to feed clamoring for things to happen all at once- there are so many people who all need their attention, so many problems to solve.
The second month things are less intense, and it only comes to mind because Toast is complaining about hers starting, the way she always complains. And Capable thinks ‘but I usually start before her’. But perhaps it isn’t so unusual to fall out of sync- at first they had slept in the Vault like they used, piled together to keep the dark and the memories at bay because there was no other place to go- and now they have their own rooms, thick metal doors lining a hallway that Furiosa had told them was where Imperators slept, a gleam of satisfaction in her eye.
The entire second month passes without any blood and she nervously goes to the Vuvalini who seems to know healing.
“Pregnant,” she declares after an exam that is almost entirely unlike anything the Organic Mechanic had foisted on them. “It’s early enough that if you want to take care of it…”
Capable shakes her head and holds onto her stomach, though it’s still as flat as it ever was. “I’m keeping it,” she says firmly.
The Vuvalini nods and asks if there’s anything else she needs.
Cheedo and Dag took a room together, and she and Toast had eyed each other up, unsure if the bonds of their cage were enough to overcome the desire for space. In the end they chose to stay separate. If it were Angharad she would share in a heartbeat, but Angharad- she cuts the thought off before it can get any further.
Capable asks them all to sleep in her room that night, even extends the invitation to Furiosa, though she isn’t at all surprised when it’s declined. The bed is far too small for them all but they crowd onto it together anyway, overlapping limbs and hair tangling together. She tells them, her sisters in chains, whispers it into the night air and instead of the dread the words would have conjured only a few weeks ago, she feels almost as if she could float away.
After three months she’s starting to round out in the middle, more and more each day it seems. Capable likes resting her hand against the bump under her skin, likes imagining what features it’ll have. Nux’s eyes surely, but maybe her nose.
Dag keeps her stomach covered in layers, doesn’t speak about it at all if she can help it. She understands but it saddens her deeply to see her pain, to know that her own happier condition isn’t helping.
The wild man- Max, she has to remember that his name is Max, that he gave his name to them (to Furiosa) during the long journey home- arrives in a cloud of dust and sad tired eyes. He presses his forehead to Furiosa’s and breathes deeply, and Capable recognizes the look between them. It isn’t how Dag and Cheedo look at one another, and it wasn’t how she and Nux looked at each other, but she recognizes it all the same.
Barely any time later his eyes land on her growing belly, and Dag’s, and then he’s gone again.
“I want to learn to be a blackthumb,” Capable says to Furiosa one day.
Furiosa tilts her head to the side like she can’t imagine why she’s being told this. “So learn.”
That day Capable follows her down to the garages where there are boys still painted up enough to make her eyes catch for a split-second, Nux’s image everywhere she looks. But none of them are Nux, though she recognizes in them the same curious blend of innocence and ruthlessness.
She expects to be handed off, or for Furiosa to turn her back and have her find her own way, but instead she’s handed a wrench and told to start loosening the bolts that are pointed out to her.
She likes that about her, likes that she shows herself through actions instead of words. It’s soothing in a way not to have to speak to be understood.
Dag loses her baby. It’s born early and it’s born wrong, and she spits on the corpse as it’s carted away.
And then she buries her face into the curve of Cheedo’s neck and begins sobbing, and Capable takes one of her hands and squeezes it as hard as she can to let her know that she’s there. She waves to Toast hovering at the edges until their fourth sister is folded in, and they mourn and celebrate as one.
It makes her all the more aware of her precarious position. She wants her baby, wants it with every fiber of her being- but she’s lost two already (three, if she counts the one that was so early even the Organic gave her a pass), and Joe’s seed was old and sickly but Nux was sick, too.
She’d kissed his lumps herself, held him through the shakes that rattled his body as his skin burned up, felt his breathing go harsh and strangled when he exerted himself too much. She rubs over the swell where their child is growing and remembers Dag’s praying, before the last of it happened.
‘Please,’ Capable thinks with her eyes pressed tight, ‘Please let it be alright.’
She grows larger, and larger. The baby inside of her kicks and tumbles with such vigor that she can’t help but laugh whenever she feels it. It’s so alive, and she pictures it growing up with messy red hair and innocent blue eyes; the back of her throat prickles with tears that don’t fall.
“I think I should stop coming to the workshop,” Capable says when she’s at the end of her eighth month, fingers greasy and black from the engineblock she’s trying to unravel.
Furiosa looks at her steadily.
“The fumes have to be bad, right?” she says. She doesn’t really mean to but she elaborates, “I don’t want to lose them, too.”
“It’s the same shit in the air down here as it is up there,” Furiosa says bluntly. But she shrugs, and her eyes don’t judge. “Your choice.”
Capable stays the day, and the next, and then discovers that she is so tired and aching that she can’t drag herself down anyway.
After a week Furiosa hands her a worn and faded mechanic’s manual to study as if it isn’t one of the most precious things left in the world and says, “Don’t dog-ear the pages.”
The last time Joe had her was two weeks before they escaped. She knows, knows that her child is Nux’s- but still the doubt lingers anyway. When the date if it had been his arrives she holds her breath and closes her eyes up tight, praying silently.
‘Please, please…’
A week passes, and she doesn’t feel so much as a single practice contraction.
A second, and she breathes out. It’s Nux’s, it is it is it is.
Dag had wanted them with her once her pains had started, had wanted to clutch and push and scream with the sisters who had made her cage even somewhat better than throwing herself out the window.
Capable wants to be alone. Would be entirely alone except the Vuvalini had patted her hand and kindly said that would be a very bad idea.
She pushes and screams and bleeds without anyone else’s help, and when it’s over she has a baby, a beautiful little baby with wisps of red hair and wide blue eyes, so perfect she can’t even wrap her mind around it.
“You have his nose, too,” Capable tells the baby nonsensically, and then cries because her heart is overflowing and she doesn’t know any other way to take away the pressure of it.
As her baby grows she finds that they got his tender heart and wide-eyed wonder, but- and she’d prayed over this, too- not his lumps or his fevers.
the-future-now-deactivated20170
This could be huge for couples with genetic disorders and same-sex couples (x)
follow @the-future-now
Source: facebook.com
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one of my favourite things about mad max was that at least two of the wives are pregnant and they’re still treated like people and not helpless fragile baby incubators that are likely to shatter into a million pieces at any second. because I’ve never actually seen that in a movie/tv show before. usually (espicially in action movies) it’s like a women is revealed to be pregnant and suddenly she needs a guy to hold her arm when she’s walking and carry all her bags around and generally treat her like an invalid but in mad max angharad literally starts going into labour in the war rig (I’m assuming that’s why she cried out when she was hiding in the hold with max but correct me of I’m wrong) and like five minutes later she’s hanging out of a movie truck using her body as a human shield for furiosa and climbing around on the rig. and the dag is running around in the desert riding motorcycles are jumping from trucks into cars and generally kicking ass and and I’m just so impressed that there’s a movie that treats pregnant women like actual people because pregnant women are hardcore as fuck and the film industry generally ignores that and treats them like porcelain dolls
mad max is breaking ridiculous stereotypes all over the place and I love it so much
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Hello, guys. I don’t know if you’ve heard, but in my beloved, you’d think civilised, beautiful country, located in central Europe, Poland, the basic human rights are about to be taken away from women. Why is that? The Polish government, inspired mainly by the Catholic Church (that has definitely too much power in Poland), has created an anti-abortion project. For now, abortion in Poland is legal in case of rape or if the mother’s/child’s life is in danger. If the anti-abortion project comes through (which is very likely) the situation of Polish women will change dramatically:
- aborting a pregnancy that has started because of rape will no longer be legal (3 months to 5 years of prison for the mother and the doctor),
- aborting a pregnancy that endangers the mother’s life will no longer be legal (3 months to 5 years of prison for the mother and the doctor),
- aborting a pregnancy in case of a fatal disease of the fetus will no longer be legal (3 months to 5 years of prison for the mother and the doctor),
- the project says that whoever puts the woman in a situation of a probable miscarriage could be charged of 3 years in prison, which in practice means that some of the medical exams (like the prental exam which helps to indicate if the fetus is healthy) could not be available because of the doctors being afraid of going to prison,
- it all also means that men could get easily away with rape, since the women would be afraid of going to the police in case they got pregnant and didn’t want to get birth to the rapist’s child (which they will now be forced to do),
- also, on the side of this project, the Catholic Church wants to make in vitro even less available for families struggling to have children, since apparently “it’s basically just killing unconcieved babies” (?? fuck logic),
- what’s more, they’ve recently withdrawn chemical contraception for women from the pharmacies (things like spermicidal gels, liquids, creams, vaginal suppositories) cause they’re apparently “dangerous for women’s health”, so now the only contraception available without a prescription are condoms,
- don’t even get me started with the level of sexual education in Poland which is basically non-existent. Recently, just this week, a 12 year old girl gave birth to a child. A fucking 12-yr old. She had sex (they said it was consensual, but who fucking even believes this shit) with a 29 year old man. The doctors said she didn’t even know what was going on during the labour, she of course had to have C-section because her body was obviously not ready to have a baby at such young age. There are so many cases like this.
- all of this is supposed to “help” with the demographic decline and to “encourage” people to have more kids. Let me tell you something - if anything this encourges me to is to not have babies a t a l l.
Let me also show you some of the social media responses of “pro-life” activists and give you a glimpse of what kind of shit Polish women have to deal with:
“If the pregnancy started because of rape, the only victim is the child that can lose its life.”
“If abortion is such a dramatic decision to make, it’ll be better to not let women make it. To ban abortion.”
“Womanhood is all about being in service of life. Women/female MPs who are against life, contradict their own womanhood.”
“All of these women screaming that “their belly, their choice” [should know] that the life in their bellies belongs only to the child. Selfish women, assassins like during Holocaust. You just lend your body to give new life. You should be happy you were not killed. There should be no abortion.”
“Abortion is barbaric (…) and it will be remembered as equally bad as genocide and gas chambers.”
I found these in 5 minutes. Women are treated with no respect, they’re believed to be stupid and as not able to make their own choice about their own body. Men leading our country (most of them are very religious) want to decide about what we should do with our bodies. Please, help us. Spread the word. We are trying to fight this, but we’re in the minority… The world needs to know!!
Source: doppelutiful
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Angharad (Mad Max: Fury Road)
Another woman utterly failed by our society’s devaluation of women’s reproductive health. We can’t wait around for male doctors to decide what we need to know. This is why we need to take control and educate ourselves about our own bodies.
and here’s some comments i saw under the post. why is this a pattern?? why is this a recurring theme?? why is this information not common knowledge? what the fuck are doctors doing??
This is news to me so let’s share it so people will know!
wtfzurtopic
Gross tmi: but i passed a pretty big clot after having my daughter. It was about the size of a baseball. It actually hurt worse because while 15 hours of labor opened my cervix, i passed the clot in 30 minutes. I knew it was a possibility because of my midwife and reading, but everyone Ive told after this (mostly other pregnant women) were shocked that this could happen.
In our culture, it’s much more common to do deep research about what family cars we want to buy than we do about childbirth when we ’re pregnant.
skeleton-warrior
Tmi: I passed a huge clot after birth in the bathroom of my hospital room and called the nurse sobbing because I didn’t know it was normal. She treated me like an idiot, but NO ONE told me it was a possibility. And the pain associated with healing for the first couple of weeks after birth was worse than the labor imo. Again, I had no idea. They didn’t tell me a thing besides “sitz bath regularly and change your pads.” Before discharging me from the hospital.
I was most definitely told about this in school. Fucking hell, 4-6 weeks of bleeding? My periods were/are bad enough, why the hell don’t we get told this?
I didn’t know it could last so long, wtf? Is the bleeding inevitable after birth?
Bleeding is inevitable after birth - your uterine wall is shedding a fuck ton of lining. It can last from three to six weeks (possible longer) and it tapers off.
More TMI - I passed a MASSIVE clot after my fourth birth. At this point I already knew this could happen - it’s normal. What I DIDN’T know, was that I had caused it.
My post birth contractions were so bad after the birth that it felt like full transition labor. And they don’t give you anything for the pain. So I used a hot water bottle, without the nurses knowing, and it caused me to bleed even more. I lost so much blood that by the first time they sat me up to go to the bathroom, I fainted. It took three more tries until I could sit up.
Anyway, that’s not the point. The point is, the next morning I passed a clot the SIZE OF ANOTHER PLACENTA I KID YOU NOT, and I know what is and is not normal. So I called for the nurse and through the door told her I had passed a huge clot, and her response was - “It’s not big. I know what big is.” She hadn’t even looked. So I rolled my eyes and said, “Yeah, no. It’s big, I’m telling you.”
So, sounding extremely put upon, she asked me to open the door. I did, and after a long pause she goes, “Okay, yeah, that’s a little big.”
YOU DON’T SAY.
The point I’m trying to get across is that this shit is so common - women not knowing this stuff is so expected, and it keeps getting reinforced. People don’t expect you to know anything, don’t teach you anything, and then make you feel like you’re totally ignorant and a burden for your lack of knowledge when THEY WON’T SHARE.
Fucking learn EVERYTHING you can when it comes to childbirth, girls. It is the single most empowering thing you can do for yourself. And if you missed something, that’s okay. But the more knowledge you arm yourself with, the more in control of your situation you’ll be.
A few post partum tips:
- DON’T use a hot water bottle - lol.
- ONLY pads - NO tampons. Tampons can cause severe infection, not to mention, you probably don’t want to be shoving anything up there any time soon.
- If you’ve had stitches, sitz baths DO help relieve the pain. Another great pain reliever? Dampen some pads and freeze them. Let one thaw slightly and use it on top of another pad. This will help with the pain as well as reduce swelling. Change the pad out as soon as it’s thawed completely. This REALLY helps on the first couple days after giving birth.
- If you pass a clot, don’t sweat it. Even the one I passed, which was fucking massive, just required that we keep an eye out to make sure it didn’t happen again. If it does, talk to your doctor.
- Take a pain killer half an hour before nursing. Because YES - your uterus is contracting after you give birth, to get back to its original size, and nursing causes much stronger contractions. Taking nursing-safe painkillers won’t prevent the pain, but it will reduce it.
- Buy disposable underwear for the first few days after birth. They will get VERY dirty. Or use your ratty old pairs that you’re ready to get rid of. Double up on pads - line them all the way up your ass-crack. I am so serious. And wear dark pants.
- Pee in the shower. You do NOT want to wipe down there right after birth because ow. Peeing in the shower lets you just rinse afterwards. Especially if you’ve had stitches, peeing in the shower, with the shower-head rinsing AS you go, keeps stinging to a minimum. And fuck everyone else - keep on peeing in the shower until you feel ready to move back to toilet paper. Middle of the night and need to pee? Get your pants off - get in the shower and just go.
This is just a few things, but PLEASE feel free to send me an ask if you have any questions about ANYTHING childbirth/pregnancy/nursing related. I have four incredible kids. I’ve done it all - c-section, vacuume birth, episiotimy, stitches, with an epidural, without an epidural. I’m here.
#holy shit#I never knew any of this#I've never had a pregnancy and don't plan on it#but holy shit#my mom was a nurse and fairly liberal with medical information#and she had six kids#but I have literally never heard of any of this before#pregnancy#menstruation#blood tw#gendered language#graphic descriptions