The purple I own is linen and today I'm doing things that would do bad things to linen.
My dad is wearing a purple long-sleeved t-shirt today. Just by accident. While I kinda chuckled, I didn't tell him about the purple shirts today. Because he is somewhat homophobic (won't go out and beat anyone up or call them faggot, but will vote for Prop 8, for instance) because I've had the conversation with him many, many times and it's hopeless.
Dude, you're OLD.
I am older than Mummy shit.
Not being aware of their bodies + having wonky cycles + massive denial is my guess
I think most of the women on "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant" are PCOS -- strange cycles, weight changes, wonky hormones are par for the course AND they're likely infertile.
By month eight or nine, though, when that baby is kicking and rolling and sometimes hiccuping, it's got to be a *really* small baby not to notice it. At least in my experience.
Most of them, iirc, don't go all the way to term.
Of course, it can be tricky to
tell
since they don't have any idea when the got preggers -- but the babies are on the small side.
By month eight or nine, though, when that baby is kicking and rolling and sometimes hiccuping, it's got to be a *really* small baby not to notice it. At least in my experience.
My mom's comment along these lines is, "How could a woman not know she was pregnant? You were like a little ham rolling around in there!"
Mommy's Little Ham.
I was wonky periods, anemic, Rh positive and prone to bulking up or slimming down quickly. A friend mentioned I'd gained weight, but he's kind of an ass about that stuff, and I wasn't eating well.
Around 16 weeks and didn't know until my naked ass was on a stretcher being wheeled to the ER.
My mother had 36 hours of labour with me, so the women who don't notice until the baby's pretty much out boggle me even further.
But I have a really aggressive period, which I've only skipped once, and that was a cause for much panicking, even though pregnancy was not a fear at the time.
I can't imagine not knowing all the way up to term.
snerk at Mommy's Little Ham
Got a talk in with my dad and a little bit with my mom. Confirmed a lot of what I already thought about my living situation but it's nice to have the issues out in the open air anyway.
ION, finally bit the bullet about the raised beds. The ready-made ones are so expensive but my mom is so picky about how things look (for instance, she thinks naturally weathered wood is ugly) that the cheaper home-built alternatives wouldn't work. Should have the raised bed by next week and when I find the soil to fill it, I will be able to decompress and channel my upsets into something productive and eventually calming. Plus have vegetables, herbs, cut flowers, and fruits.