18thcenturyPolecat
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18thcenturyPolecat119 karma
Did you incur the type of teasing I would assume as a child?
Have you had any instances where you really wished you had hair? Any where you were super glad you have none?
Have you ever had a really bad head sunburn because of it?
I think its fabulous that your hair is interchangeable like Mr (er, Mrs. i suppose) Potato Head, and not ever having stabby stubble or ingrown hairs? Trust me, that's a godsend! Also the constant feeling of smooth legs against cool sheets in the summer. That has GOT to be good.
Anything you'd like to tell us that, having never heard of your condition, we wouldn't know?
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Because far, far more men engage in reckless physical behavior that would lead them to be injured. And more men than women take high-risk physical jobs that could lead to similar accidents.
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I hate wearing shoes or socks. I cant stand left overs, especially non-breakfast food leftovers being served for breakfasy. I am most attracted to men who are shorter and hairier than average.
What does that correlate with?
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I have had only 1 miscarriage now, and this is still a perspective I don’t quite grasp. I have never been a parent, not yet. The fetus died just before the 22nd week, so was not given the option of a dnc (induced vaginal delivery, which was blessedly short). I was over the moon to have my first, and she was a girl and I’ve always wanted a first born girl. I have been a preschool teacher for 11 years, and I know I was born to be a mother. But now that my husband and I are trying again, if he or she is born healthy (knock on wood, fingers crossed, pleeeease) and I finally get to hold one of my own, it will be my only child. When people ask how many children I have I will always say “one”, because my other pregnancy never came to term, I never held her and it was just an unfortunate fact of life that I have to try again.
I don’t hold onto the miscarriage I had, because it was never my child. She almost was, but the world is cruel and indifferent, and bodies don’t always work right. It still saddens me deeply to think I could have been a mother already, 2 years ago now, but I have high hopes I will have my own soon.
I struggled with guilt for a few months, but I knew my mother had miscarriages before she had the three of us (my two brothers and I), and to think any of that was her fault would be absurd. So it’s absurd to think it is my fault either (I’m a healthy weight, have never smoked, rarely drink, exercise daily, take all my vitamins, etc) The only time I truly feel upset is looking at healthy, newborn premature babies, and thinking if my body could have just held onto her a little longer just a few more weeks, maybe she could have had a chance.
But I am at peace knowing I can try again, and still have a high chance of a healthy pregnancy and a baby.
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