In the USA, it’s 100x cheaper to take an Uber to the hospital instead of an ambulance.

I don’t know if this is true or.. Like, having to pay for an ambulance that is taking you to the hospital? That doesn’t make any sense. What kind of distopian world is that?

It costs thousands of dollars to ride in an ambulance

In America some people with chronic health conditions like epilepsy literally have to wear medical IDs that say “don’t call an ambulance/911”. Some well-meaning person calling an ambulance for you will turn into a thousand (or couple thousand) dollars that YOU are on the hook for, even though you didn’t make the call. So, PSA: if you see someone having a seizure, look for a medical ID! You should only call an ambulance if: the person is elderly, pregnant, or the seizure lasts more than 4 minutes. Otherwise, wait for the seizure to pass, then ask the person if they want an ambulance when they regain consciousness.

wtf

Oh my god what. Here in Quebec, if you call an ambulance for something they deem non-emergency, you get a bill later for like $180. But if it’s anything like a loss of consciousness, chest pains, labour, whatever, or if you’re in a public place and a a well-meaning samaritan calls 911, it’s paid for by the government. Seriously, everything about healthcare in the US makes me want to cry.

Imagine a world where you have to wear tags to tell people trying to help you that “It’s ok, don’t try to help, I can’t afford to pay if someone tries to save my life. I’ll just take my chances and hope it’s not life-threatening.”

True story. Still fighting a bill for an ambulance ride I REFUSED, but they forcibly put me in anyway.

My now-husband had come to the scene and was going to take me to emergency to get looked at. I was physically fine, just shaken and needed three stitches in my hand. I refused the ambulance ride and was willing to sign a waiver stating I would go to the hospital on my own immediately. They literally strapped me to a gurney and put me in the ambulance. I got a bill for $2500 three weeks later. The hospital was 7 miles away.

she’s decadent 

Here ya go @pitter-patter-dreams you freakin weirdo 😜😘

Yeah but look at that little mouth! Mlem mlem mlem mlem 😁

Calling all followers and mumblrs

https://www.gofundme.com/babyezrasmemorial

If you’re familiar with the mumblr tag and follow mum’s on here you might have heard of the heartbreaking passing of Ezra, @enterafox ’s beautiful baby boy. The news broke me and as fellow mummy’s I know it broke a lot of other people to. The suffering Farrah must be feeling is beyond compare and I’d like to show her that we all care and she and Ezra are loved by so many. I ask for anyone reading this to please go to the gofundme page I’ve set up in Ezras name. The link is above. Any donation will help no matter how small, donations will go towards Ezras memorial service and also an ashesintoglass ring so Farrah can have him near wherever she may be.

I ask anyone reading this please share, share, share and reblog as many times as you can to get the word out. Thank you so much for reading and please keep your thoughts and prayers with Farrah and Ezra, who’s pictures I always loved to see pop up on my dash. Thank you everyone and please don’t forget to donate or share the cause x

A reminder to all of us who are trying to conceive:

You are beautiful, strong, and wonderful human beings. There is no reason you “shouldn’t” be able to get pregnant, the universe is not punishing you, and you have done nothing wrong to “deserve” fertility struggles.

You are on a longer journey than the girl on your Facebook who got pregnant on the first try, or by accident, and you are entitled to your jealousy, your anger, your sadness, and whatever helps you get through it. It is okay to grieve the fact that your womb is currently empty.

Most of all, this will be worth it. You will hold your little one someday, and while you are looking down at that sweet face, holding those impossibly tiny hands, in awe of all the possibilities ahead of this amazing little being, you will be that much more appreciative of the battles that brought them to you. You will love them even more for the tears you cried when the negative tests ripped out a piece of your heart month after month.

You will be mothers, one way or another, and You Will Be Extraordinary.

It's been just over a year since I posted this. I don't post anymore but I still get notifications on this one. 600 notes so far.

It's been just over a year since I posted this and my whole life has changed in so many ways. I've moved across the country again. Left the job, the company, I loved. Moved into my first house, not apartment, but house, small as it may be.

All because I now have a 4 1/2 week old son who is sleeping on my chest as I type this.

It took us God knows how long of not trying-not preventing, 18 months of actively trying, a year of medical intervention, and 2 rounds of letrozole, but it happened. We are parents to a gorgeous little boy. My heart is overflowing every day.

Miracles can happen, guys. A single moment can change your whole world. Those of you who have had babies, or are soon to, I wish you all the best, and all the happiness in the world. Those of you still trying, I hope you soon find your happy ending, however that may come, and in the meantime I wish you strength in the face of what can be one of the most stressful and intimidating experiences you've yet to encounter in life.

Whatever happens to all of you, I wish you love like you've never known.

So tonight I found out that my mom used to chastise my boyfriend/then fiance/then husband about my weight gain, and tell him it was his fault and he needed to control what I ate. 

Gee. Thanks mom. 

I admit, I gained weight. A ton of weight. When I met my now husband, I was about 105 pounds, a size zero, emotionally and physically abused and was most likely suffering from an undiagnosed eating disorder. I would eat 3 oreos a day. Or a bowl of cereal. Or some loaded fries from Spuds that my friend would bring me because she was worried about me not eating. I was a wreck. I was going through the worst relationship of my life and while I didn’t consciously choose to not eat, for various reasons I just couldn’t. 

Then my now hubby came along and showed me true love and happiness and respect. He got me to eat and try new foods and enjoy life again. He told me I was beautiful inside and out, and he truly meant it. I was happy and content for the first time in my life! Inevitably, the pounds started pouring on. And 6 years later only just stopped. 

My mom has NEVER been happy with me when I gained any sort of weight. She would say to me, in front of people, how I shouldn’t eat this or that, and how I needed to lose weight and blah blah whatever. That was embarrassing enough. But to learn that she not only said it to me, but to my significant other at the time?? Really?!?! I can’t even put into words how fucked up this is. I am just so upset.

I have more to say, but I just can’t right now. So I’ll end this with some positive things about me:

I am a kind person. I love and I am loved. I have a pretty face and nice hair. I am intelligent and empathetic. I will do anything for anyone regardless of how they treated me. I am married, own my own home, and have a beautiful baby girl on the way. I graduated with my bachelor’s degree at 21, then put myself through grad school and finished with a 4.0 100% average. I am Board Certified in my field, which I earned at only 25 years of age. I am state licensed. I literally change the lives of the children I work with. I am a GOOD FUCKING PERSON. So if fat is the absolute worst thing you can say about me…go for it. There are far worse things you can call someone other than fat. 

Hey. You. You are a wonderful person and about to be an awesome mom. Even if I didn't know you personally, I would feel like you are an impressive human being just based on what you do for a living. THAT is what's important. Not your size or what size your pants used to be. Coming from a family that obsesses over weight, and having suffered from an eating disorder and self injury for most of my life, I can say that I completely understand how you feel. It can be really hard to hear that kind of bullshit and get through those feelings. Just try to remember what's important, and that is you, and your growing little family. Keep your stubbornness and your sense of humor and you'll be just fine.

Seriously, if I had a dollar for every time someone said, “Oh, just have a glass of wine. One glass isn’t going to hurt anything!” when I bemoan missing wine.

Or, my favorite: “Oh my God, you’re still drinking COFFEE?”

I’d have enough money to buy a shack in the woods in the middle of nowhere where I NEVER HAVE TO DEAL WITH JUDGMENTAL PEOPLE.

And I’d have some leftover for a steady shipment of coffee brought directly to my house. 👍☕️❤️

I’m already so tired of this kind of thing!

Oh and I love the “are you sure you want to eat that right now?”

Yep, pretty sure this ice cream triple dipped with fattening deliciousness is EXACTLY what I want to eat right now 👍🏼

Now go away, nosy people, thanks😘

You wouldn't believe the LOOKS I got when I had one glass of red at a wedding last week. It was the first and so far only adult beverage I've had in six months. I'm at a wedding. I don't plan to have a drink a day, or even per week or month, and even if I did it's nobody's business. Suck it.

When you're trying to get pregnant everyone's giving you "useful tips", and when you are pregnant they all want to tell you how many ways you're going to kill your baby. Just.... fuck off.

All right, tellmedarling, since Tumblr won’t let me send you an ask, here’s a post! Congrats on your new addition! Another February baby! What’s your due date? :)

Awuh, thank you! I’m due February 26th. ❤️ Congrats to you too btw! I’m sure you’re so excited to find out what you’re having when you go for your anatomy scan! I’m only about 2 weeks away from mine but I got the blood testing done so I’ve known I was having a girl since 13 weeks.

I love that Tumblr has been such an awesome place to connect with other moms and moms to be, it’s fun to watch everyone’s pregnancies too. 😀

Tumblr has been a godsend through my whole TTC journey and my pregnancy, for sure!

We found out on Friday what we are having, actually. We are announcing today and I'll be sharing with Tumblr as well :)

You’ll pry my Oxford comma from my cold, dead, and lifeless hands.

I’m really irritated that I can’t tell if baby girl is moving or if I have gas/am hungry/crampy/round ligament/etc etc.

I know they say when you know, you know, and whatever, but like I wanna know now! I’m nearly 19 weeks and I still can’t tell if she’s moving. -_-

This is EXACTLY how I feel! People keep telling me not to be impatient but it’s so hard! I’m only almost 17 weeks though so I guess I should atleast try to be patient. It’s so hard when all the other moms around me are already experiencing it.. 😕

Yes same! Have you felt anything yet? Just can’t distinguish it like me? Lol

I can’t really distinguish it at all! Every time I think “OMG maybe that really was a kick!” my body does something else weird and then I have no idea. :/

I felt like this for a long time but once they get bigger and it’s pretty obvious you’re like “oh so that is what I’ve been feeling” I know it sucks but it goes by so fast! You’ll feel the littles soon

Fingers crossed! :)

I'm right there with you Kay. Sometimes when I go to bed I swear I feel Sprout wiggling around but I'm never sure if it's me being so anxious to feel it and it's my stomach or something, or if it's for real. Sigh.....

SOMEONE CALL 911 I JUST WITNESSED A FUCKING MURDER