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ur-favorite-queer-queen · 4 years ago

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For Maribat March day 24 theme story

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“You know I remember the day I first saw him. My baby brother.” Marinette announced as all the Batkids formed a circle around her, like they were all students listening to their teacher read a story. Only this wasn’t an ordinary story she was telling, “Mom and Dad came home from the hospital holding a tiny human. I was 7 at the time, yet even after all these years I still remember.”

“Was baby Bruce cute?” Steph asked.

“He was the cutest little thing. His eyes were so innocent and curious, and blue, very blue. And when he grabbed my finger he didn’t let go until it was time for my mom to feed him. But baby Bruce was also boring, he did the traditional baby things like cry, poop his diaper, cry, eat baby food, and cry. But you wanna know what wasn’t boring, toddler Bruce.” All the Batkids subconsciously leaned in closer, eager to hear what embarrassing things Bruce did as a kid. “You know, my parents gave us nicknames when we were both toddlers, they called me butterfly, and him rhino.”

“Why?” Tim blurted out, he didn’t get enough sleep to stop himself.

“They said that when I was younger, I would float around like a butterfly, floating with the wind. But when my brother was younger he headbutted into everything, it was like his only solution to his problems. I’m surprised he didn’t get brain damage or something, hence the nickname rhino. I was their little butterfly and he was their little rhino. Those were good times.”

“Wait, but you said that you went to school in Paris, right? So what happened there?” Babs interjected, curiosity written all over her face.

“Don’t worry Babs, I’m getting there. Soon Bruce was no longer a toddler but a little kid. Now I know he doesn’t remember this, but when it was his first day of kindergarten, he was 5 I was 12, and I went with our mom to pick him up. He was holding hands with this girl, she was adorable, had her hair in pigtails and everything, ran up to me and said ‘Nettie Nettie! This is Josie and she’s my best friend!’ It was the cutest thing, it was only his first day of school and he had a best friend. We won’t talk about her parents or the fact that she moved the following year, but it was so cute in the moment. He had another friend, Logan, for a few years but he moved away too. I’m glad he moved away, he was such a bad influence on Bruce.” Her eyes landed on Cass who was trying to grab her attention.

“Why was this Logan a bad influence?” Cass signed.

“Think of Logan as that one kid who always got detention, skipped class, didn’t do the work, talked back to the teacher, and always got his parents called in, but in the body and energy of a 9 to 14 boy. I mean, when they were in the 8th grade he tried to get Bruce to smoke. Pretty sure he was sent to military school or something. Good riddance.”

Damian scoffed, “You still haven’t answered the question of how you ended up in Paris.”

“Oh I haven’t! Dang it I was rambling again. So when I was 12 our parents decided it would be a good idea to send me to an art school in Paris, since I was and am very into designing and our parents wanted to get me out of Gotham. They were going to do the same with Bruce but…” She trailed off and for the first time since they had met her she seemed to close in on herself as a few tears trickled down her cheek, “They would’ve loved you guys, if they got to meet you. I wasn’t there when it happened so I’m nowhere near as traumatized as Bruce but it still hurt.” She brought her sleeve up and wiped the tears off her face.

Dick got up from his spot and hugged Marinette, Cass went over and did the same.

“Thank you guys, man that was such a downer. Here I thought I would be telling you happy, silly stories about Bruce and now I’m crying.”

Dick and Cass took a step back to give her more room and Cass signed, “You might not have been there, but they were your parents too.”

“Thank you Cass, now who wants to hear about how Bruce tried to impress a girl for the first and last time?”

“Hell Y-” Jason was interrupted by Bruce’s voice.

“Marinette?”

She whirled around and at the doorway stood Bruce, he probably just got home from work.

“Baby Bro! You’re finally home!” She ran over and picked him up in a hug. All the kids' jaws were on the ground, this woman who was a head shorter than Bruce was able to pick him up without any problems.

“Marinette you can put me down, we’re getting too old for this.” Bruce tried to say with the little dignity he had left.

“I’ll never be too old to carry you!” Marinette stated, grinning from ear to ear.

“Wait so are you gonna tell us about how Bruce tried to impress that one girl?” Duke innocently asked.

“Oh yeah,” She ran back over to them, “Her name was Finely and-”

“Don’t tell them about that!” Bruce yelled at her.

“Why not?” Marinette challenged.

“Marinette-”

“No, don’t Marinette me! I refuse to let Kate be a cooler aunt than me! I mean I helped train you for goodness sake!”

“Wait, you helped train him?” Damian questioned.

“Well yeah-”

“I wanna hear that story!” Tim shouted, seeming to not be as sleep deprived as he once was mere minutes ago.

“Wait no! I wanna hear about how B embarrassed himself in front of Finley!” Jason shouted back.

Soon all the batkids had taken sides on which stories they wanted to hear first and then it was war. Marinette and Bruce watched from the sidelines, one amused, one annoyed.

“Now look at what you’ve done.” Bruce stated, annoyance and tiredness clear in his voice.

“Hey I was just trying to give them a good story. They’re your kids so you get the joy of reining them in,” She checked the time on her phone, “Yikes that late already huh. Bye kiddos see you tomorrow!”

Although none of them heard her over their screams and battle cries. It wasn’t until a full hour later when Babs finally pointed out she was gone.

“Where’d she go?” Steph asked.

“Miss Marinette left quite a while ago, Miss Steph,” Alfred answered, appearing out of nowhere as always, “Now I believe it is time for dinner.”

All the batkids made their way to the dining room, frowns on their faces. When Bruce finally sighed, “She’ll be back tomorrow.” Against his better judgement.

Marinette only brought chaos with her and left a mess behind in her wake. But in the end she was his sister, one of the only things still standing despite how much his life tried to knock her down, it’d be wrong to ask her not to come back. So with a sigh he sent the text he knew she was waiting for. ‘Your welcome back tomorrow.’

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Look who’s back from the dead! School killed me but I am back. I think what I’m gonna do is post 2 things for Maribat March despite it no longer being March every time I come back. So day 18 was where we had Little Sis Marinette, now we have Big Sis Marinette. I have not given up on Maribat March, life simply got busy. Hope everyone enjoyed this!

@maribatmarch-2k21

#maribat #maribatmarch2021 #maribat march #story #big sis marinette #little brother bruce

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shining-red-diamond · 4 years ago

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Ch. 21: Fighting Gravity

Cast of Characters//Ch. 1//Ch. 2//Ch. 3//Ch. 4//Ch. 5//Ch. 6//Ch. 7//Ch. 8//Ch. 9//Ch. 10//Ch. 11//Ch. 12//Ch. 13//Ch. 14//Ch. 15//Ch. 16//Ch. 17//Ch. 18//Ch. 19//Ch. 20//Ch. 21//Ch. 22//Ch. 23//Ch. 24//Ch. 25//Ch. 26//Ch. 27//Ch. 28 (coming soon)

Words: 1.8k

Pairing: ATEEZ OT8 x OCs

Genre: Adventure, Pirate AU, Fluff, angst, slight suggestive themes

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: mentions of blood, injuries bug attacks, side effects from medicine, medical procedures, labor scare, falling out of the sky

A/N: Italics means they’re speaking Korean

It wasn’t long before the crew returned to the ship with the next piece in hand, and they covered the elephant’s trunk back to where they had found it before booking it to the ship. No one was out by the river, so they were able to sneak back to the ship without anyone else noticing. Mingi double checked that everyone was on board before gearing up the ship to take off towards Egypt, Grace-Anne stored the piece in her lab with the other diamond, and Dinah set up the shield as dark clouds thundered as they rolled in. Three members rushed to the medic as everyone else tried to clean themselves from their journey.

“It stings!” Hongjoong whined as Dahae and Yeosang treated his left arm. He had been the one to accidentally touch a crystal after dropping one of the notes. He was able to retrieve it, but not without getting attacked by the glowworms.

“Even the captain stumbles sometimes,” Yeosang sighs in sarcasm as he gives him an herbal shot to drink.

Hongjoong was about to comment back, but the bitter taste of the medicine restrained his tongue. At least it was a distraction for the stinging in his arm.

“It’ll keep you from getting an infection,” Dahae reassured him. “However, it’s possible that you’re gonna have some...frequent bathroom runs.”

“Like what?” the captain’s brow rose, his face still contorted in disgust from the bitter elixir. “Pooping?”

“It’s only a side effect, babe. It just flushes out any bacteria. An infection from those glow worms can cause intestinal issues as well if the poison gets deep into the bloodstream.”

Hongjoong sipped on some water to wash down the bitter herbal taste. “Diarrhea I can deal with.”

“If you do end up having that side effect, it will only last about a few hours.”

The captain nodded and let his fiancée finish patching up his wound as Yeosang went to go check on San. Hongjoong just kept his eyes on Dahae, the pain in his arm becoming numb the less he paid attention to it. Three years of traveling the world and finding artifacts in dangerous territories, and she still stayed with him.

“How did I get so lucky?” he wondered out loud, a smile growing on his face.

“I should be asking the same thing,” Dahae giggled as she began to bandage his wound, her small hands working gently at it.

“I know I don’t say it often, but I’m so thankful to have you in my life.”

With a small smile, Dahae leaned forward and pressed a tender kiss to his brow slit. “And I’m thankful for you.”

“I just hate putting you in danger with such adventures as this,” he sighed regretfully as she finished bandaging his arm.

Dahae met his eyes, cupped his face, and whispered, “There’s going to be danger with each adventure. If I hadn’t gone with you after that bar fight, I think my life wouldn’t be as exciting as it is now.”

Hongjoong leaned into her touch. “But what happens if I can’t protect you, or I...I lose you? Or something happens to me?”

“Then we’ll know that our adventures were spent together in love.”

Before they could share a kiss, they were both jerked by a force of gravity, causing them to bonk heads. Next, the lights went out, leaving them in near pitch darkness.

“Are you okay?” Hongjoong asked as he massaged his forehead.

“Yeah,” Dahae nodded as she went to go find the emergency flashlight. “What just happened?”

“I’m not sure.”

The captain didn’t hesitate to exit the medical wing to see the potential issue. Some parts of the ship still had electricity; but he knew something was wrong the moment he saw the worried look on Yunho’s face.

“One of the engines has stopped working,” he alerted frantically as he fumbled through his tool belt. “I have to go see what’s happened.”

“Hurry!” the captain ordered as he dashed to the deck.

The emergency alarm went off, alerting the crew to be prepared if the ship was going to crash if the engine couldn’t get fixed. Red lights flash, a color Hongjoong never wanted to see in an emergency context. Taeran and Phoebe rushed to the engine room to help Yunho, and Mingi was frantically checking his flight calculations to determine how to properly land in case the ship fell.

“Captain,” Yunho radioed in, “I’ve found the damage, and it can be fixed. Two wires were loose. However, it’s a bit of an arm’s reach.”

“Well, you’re tall,” Hongjoong retorted as he grabbed on to one of the safety bars. “Can’t you reach it?”

“The girls and I are trying, but we’ll work as quickly as we can.”

“Do what you can. I have faith in you three.”

The radio was switched off as Dahae rushed over to Hongjoong. Soon, the rest of the crew was rushing up the stairs to hold onto something as the force of gravity was shifting. Mingi was using all of his strength to keep the ship steady, but Jongho was quick to his aid to help him out. The HALA itself started to lower towards the earth and began to tip sideways as supplies on deck were sliding to the other end. The two men at the wheel were straining to keep everyone from a falling fate, causing the ship to begin to spin.

Some of the crew were starting to panic as shouts of cries and whimpers erupted. The captain himself almost felt like crying, but tried his best to comfort Dahae, who was now sobbing into his shoulder.

“MINGI, PULL!” Jongho screamed over the strong winds.

“WHAT DO YOU THINK I’M DOING?!” the taller man shouted back.

The captain looked up to see what could be done to slow down the spinning, and he noticed that one of the sails wasn’t open. Immediately, he jumped up and waved for Seonghwa and Yeosang to follow him, all three of them fighting gravity to get to the sail box.

The HALA was starting to rock a little as Dahae screamed, “HURRY!” She held onto the railing so tightly that her knuckles were turning white as cotton linen. San was doing his best to shield his wife and the baby within her; and Dinah, Wooyoung, and Grace-Anne slid over to huddle with Dahae. Mingi and Jongho were both red as beets and equally running out of energy just trying to keep the ship steady.

The blaring alarm seemed to pound in Hongjoong’s head as he bearcrawled to the post. He wasn’t about to go out with his crewmates like this. Heating the love of his life scream in panic pierced his heart so much that it gave him a boost of adrenaline. Hongjoong lunged at his target; his first mate, and his quartermaster reached the sail post. Together, they ripped open the metallic built-in box, and punched in the emergency sail code.

At that moment, the ship slowed its spinning and came to a stop just before they could crash into some forestry. The sails dropped, and they began to ascend into the clouds again.

Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and Yeosang all sighed in relief as the center of gravity steadied.

“Are you okay, captain?” Yeosang asked. “You look pale.”

“I’ll be okay,” Hongjoong promised as he looked back towards his crew. “Is everyone alright?”

The three women that were huddled slowly stood and smoothed each other’s hair and clothing out, but with a nod they reassured the captain they were unharmed. Wooyoung was trying to regain his balance, as he was prone to get dizzy easily; and Mingi and Jongho were catching their breaths. San, on the other hand, was still holding his wife and whispering something to her. Celestia was sobbing hysterically.

“This can’t happen!” she sobbed. “This can’t happen!”

Dahae and Yeosang rushed over to her to see what had happened, and San, a concerned expression on his winded face explained that Celestia thought that she was about to go into labor from the whole fiasco. She panicked at the thought of being whipped around would harm the child developing within her.

“Let’s get her to the medical wing,” Dahae suggested.

San didn’t hesitate to scoop his crying wife into his arms, shushing her and attempting to calm her as he carried her.

Hongjoong turning his radio back on. “Yunho, what’s happened?”

“We got the engine fixed with a little teamwork. Phoebe got on my shoulders to reach the wire, and Taeran kept us all steady.”

“Good job, guys. Take a rest.”

Heartbeats.

Loud and clear.

“She’s okay,” Dahae smiled comfortingly.

The doppler picked up Baby Choi’s heartbeat, and it was beating at the pace it was supposed to.

“Thank you,” Celestia sniffed, her head leaning against her husband’s chest. San kissed her head, his way of telling her he was always there to protect her.

“Again, sorry that you had to go through all of that,” the medic nervously chuckled as she helped Celestia up and handed her a tissue to dry her eyes.

“It’s not your fault.”

“None of us knew that was going to happen,” San chimed in.

“Well, you two better go ahead and rest. We should be in Egypt by tonight.”

Once the bride and groom were out of the room, Dahae huffed back into her chair. First her fiancé nearly gets his arm eaten by worms, then the ship starts falling from the sky causing major panic over the crew, not to mention the inside of the ship needing to go through a major clean-up. Dahae loved going on these adventures, but this one was getting more and more tedious and dangerous.

Her fingers massaged the massive headache from the stress of it all. Another heavy sigh escaped her mouth.

“Only the second stop,” she groaned, “and it gets worse as we go.”

“Tell me about it,” Yeosang agreed as he sweeped up broken syringes. “What’s next? Someone breaks their arm from a sarcophagus falling over?”

“Don’t jinx it.”

She knew it was only a joke, but Dahae didn’t have any energy left to laugh.

“Hey, how about I clean up here?” Yeosang offered.

“Are you sure?” His fellow medic raised an eyebrow.

“You and Hongjoong have both looked exhausted since the ship came back to normal. Go rest.”

Dahae could see the dark circles under Yeosang’s eyes. He was just as tired, but he was willing to take up for others when he could. That was the thing Dahae admired most about her friend: he put others first. Especially now that he had Phoebe in his life, he had dedicated helping her with her grandfather’s medical bills. She was a match for him as she was willing to help him pay to go back to medical school if he ever decided to.

“Alright,” Dahae agreed as she rose from her seat. “Have a good night.”

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livingouttheworsttimeline · 4 years ago

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Why am I so tired all the time?

4:30 am: youngest child wakes up after wetting the bed. change child, change bedsheets, replace drinks, turn night time music back on, convince youngest child that it is in fact still night time. Climb back into bed a 4:55.

5:00 am: eldest child comes to tell me that youngest child wants to play. I am aware, because I have heard her loudly declaring such since I left their room. Tell oldest child to go back to bed. Pray that, somehow, for the very first time, they will put themselves back to sleep.

5:05 am: give up on hopeless prayers. Get up and take both children to the living room. Change the youngest into underwear. Log into tablets and override the “do not turn on until 6 am” setting. Wait for coffee to finish brewing.

5:23 am: extract self from underneath 2 children and a dog to pour first cup of coffee. It’s half caff, because spouse has a heart condition. Remind self that I can have several cups with impunity.

5:45 am: Eldest child is unhappy with the pre-made breakfast provided for him the night before. When asked what he would like to eat, he responds, “bacon, chinese food, or pizza.” Explain, again, that we need a variety of foods for our bodies to grow strong. Spend 15 minutes convincing him to eat $5 worth of blackberries as a compromise.

6:12 am: Finish 2nd cup of coffee, realize that eldest child’s night time pull up is overflowing with poop. Usher him to the bathroom for a bath. Feel humbled when I realize that I spent 10 years in grad school, and yet I am still reduced to wiping shit off another person. Calmly remind eldest child that he is capable of using the potty, and that I have confidence in him.

6:30 am: Spouse awakes, complains that he slept poorly. Roll eyes and go back to drinking 3rd cup of coffee, in between being elbowed in the stomach and explaining that no, I do not know how to work the video game you just downloaded 15 seconds ago. Remind self that I am their physical and mental safe place, which is worth the literal bruises and mental stress.

6:45 am: extract self from pile of children and dog by physically lifting each dependent off my lap. Verify that spouse is up for supervision duties, collect running clothes, and start treadmill.

6:47 am: stop treadmill because youngest child has entered the room and decided that I will not run today because it’s not fair. Remind self that arguing fairness with a 3 year old is the definition of futility. Gently remind her that I love her, she is a big girl, and she can play independently while I run.

6:49 am: start treadmill again. Nagging calf pain seems to be back. Scale back workout, remind self that value of the run is not the distance. Do extra core workout to compensate.

7:30 am: shower. Mediate 2 sibling fights from shower. Fortunately, children are camped out in the bathroom with me, so I don’t have to leave a trail of water through the house to interact.

7:35 am: Marvel at the thought that spouse takes a 45 min shower. EVERY DAY. Note gratitude that I am working from home, and no longer have to style hair and makeup.

7:36 am: Refill kid drink cups for the 3rd time today. Spend 30 minutes convincing, cajoling, and bribing kids to put on clean underwear. We no longer try for clothes.

8:06 am: turn on work computer. Respond to a weekend full of emails. Handle 5 pressing tasks for side hustle, reasoning that if I get them out of the way, I can push the rest of that to do list to after working hours.

8:45 am: Answer persistent pounding on locked office door. refill drinks and provide snack. Reassure youngest child that mommy is still here, but she needs to work.

9:03 am: debate whether going to the bathroom is worth leaving the office and the begging that ensues. Make wrong choice either way.

9:15 am: morning meetings get shuffled later, because childless coworkers “are running late this morning.” Marvel at the concept of 9:15 am being early.

9:30 am: solid wall of meetings until noon. Update team on status at end of last week, despite not remembering what you just ate for breakfast. Realize that you haven’t eaten breakfast. Run training and introduction for new team member. You are the only woman on the team, so you get do the training because “you’re so good at explaining things.”

12:00 pm: Call youngest child’s preschool, make sure you can bring by her supplies and still adhere to Covid protocols. Preschool is also side hustle, so cram a parent and employee meeting into a single hour. Explain that new registration system will, in fact, be more efficient than old paper system. Remind preschool staff that we committed to going paperless. Make small talk with preschool teachers until the hour is up. Hop in the car and speed home.

1:00 pm: children adhere to my side the second I walk in the door. Spouse is in the shower. Children have eaten approximately 3 bites of their pb&j sandwiches, and demand different lunch. Remember that you have not eaten lunch yet. Refill drinks for 4th time, provide reasonable lunch alternatives.

1:25 pm: Remember that you scheduled a meeting for 1:30, and. you need to be present. Calculate that extraction from children is not possible in 5 minutes, and take meeting with youngest child on lap. Despite having weaned 1.5 years ago, youngest child decides that you’re still nursing, and pulls down top on video call. Spend most of call switching on and off mute. Catch every 3rd word.

1:45 pm: apologize to team, promise to reschedule a follow up with more focus. Hang up, extract youngest child’s arm from shirt. Refill drinks for the 5th time. Bribe children to get in bed for a nap with the promise of a visit to nana and pop this afternoon.

1:48 pm: children’s beds have been stripped, due to accidents last night, but spouse “doesn’t know where the clean sheets are”, and so hasn’t remade beds. Children petition to nap on the floor. Explain floor is not comfortable. Find clean sheets, make 2 beds, take everyone to the potty, tuck both children in.

2:20 pm: Realize that you have 40 minutes of actual work time left today, outside of meetings. Try to prioritize, with the knowledge that whatever you get done will not be enough. Deny request for drink refill.

3:00 pm: kick off afternoon meeting block. Try frantically to make the 40 minutes that you did get to work sound like a whole lot more. Wake children up during bathroom break so that they’ll be able to sleep tonight. Refill drinks for 5th time.

3:45 pm: Curse the fact that youngest child has inherited your distaste for waking up. Gently coax her awake in between meetings.

4:00 pm: Wrap up last task from meetings, make list of all new tasks. Realize that today you have checked off one task, and received 7 new ones. Promise self that you’ll get your work laptop back out after the kids are in bed. Ignore the sense of despair that threatens to overtake you.

4:20 pm: Bribe children into putting on clothes with promise of fruit snacks at grandparent’s house. Feel mildly guilty as you put on your second round of workout gear. Load children in double jogging stroller, jog to grandparent’s house.

5:00 pm: collect children to head home for dinner.

5:10 pm: threaten no more fruit snacks if children don’t put on their shoes. Grandparents go get them more fruit snacks.

5:23 pm: explain that the sun is going down in 24 minutes, and that we have to leave now to get home before it gets dark. Remember that time is immaterial. Wish for that blissful sense of ignorance.

5:37 pm: push 100 lbs of toddler and stroller up giant, hilly driveway. Spouse greets us with “what’s for dinner?” Politely remind him that he promised to plan and make dinner while we were gone. Grit teeth at his “I didn’t know what to make” response. Quickly run through available, easy, acceptable options and make dinner.

6:15 pm: serve dinner. Eat own dinner in 2.5 minutes, then spend rest of meal refilling drinks and plates, heating up or cooling down, and cajoling children to eat anything at all.

6:45 pm: Announce that tonight we don’t need to take a bath. Youngest child immediately melts down, because she wanted to take a bath. Eldest child melts down because, even thought he didn’t want to take a bath, he wanted to taunt his sister while she was in the bath.

6:53 pm: Loose temper for 1st time today, scream that children need to brush their teeth. Step away to calm down. Spouse gets upset because “You can’t handle the children without yelling.” Bite tongue all the way through to avoid snarky reply.

7:10 pm: read 2 story books. Read one more. Explain again, that mommy cannot read anymore, and daddy will come read for a little while. Extract self from pile of children, and tuck both in. Hugs, kisses, and fist bumps. Twice. Then once more, after you’ve left the room.

7:15 pm: contemplate second shower. Decide that you didn’t really get that sweaty on the walk, and it’s not like you’re going out. Collapse on sofa with phone and mindless tv.

7:25 pm: spouse comes into the living room after harrowing duty of reading for 10 minutes. Hand over the remote, pull out side hustle lap top and finalize tasks for the day.

8:30 pm: remember that you promised to do main job work. Bring out that laptop to run some code while you continue side hustle work.

9:15 pm: Finish side hustle work, give up on main job work for the evening. Mentally apologize to team for not making more progress, promise to self that you’ll be more focused tomorrow.

9:30 pm: tell spouse that you need to go to bed. Endure his eye roll and disappointed face. Apologize for needing to go to sleep so early, and reassure him that you’re doing the best you can.

10:15 pm: eldest child has night terror. Comfort eldest child until he’s calm. Comfort youngest child, who is upset at brother’s screams. Realize that spouse is still watching tv in the living room while you comfort children.

11:00 pm: listen to youngest child cry for 10 minutes until spouse begrudgingly tends to her. Remind self that it is not solely my job to comfort our children. Try to go back to sleep.

3 am: eldest child wakes up with question about mushrooms that is vitally important. Answer to best of middle-of-the-night ability, acknowledge that you appreciate his curiosity, but that there are times when questions are not appropriate. Get him back to sleep.

4:30 am: youngest child wakes up.

#working mom #why am i so tired

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aonrivers · 4 years ago

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Pregnancy, Birth, Postpartum, and Baby Time! (TMI warning) - Part 02

In Part 01 I went over the truths about being pregnant. Now that the nine (really ten) months are over... Labor and Postpartum begins.

Labor and Postpartum Truths: 1) Not being able to eat sucks once you're admitted into the hospital. You seriously only get ice water like they say online. So make your last meal one that can hold you out until after birth. 2) Contractions feel like really bad period cramps. I'm sure there's some women who feel them worse, but that's all I got on the topic. I was numb for them most of the time. 3) To induce labor, at least for me, they shoved this "shoelace" thing up my you-know-what. As I said before, I was swollen down there, so any time my cervix was checked I was in a lot of pain, and this thing was no different. 4) Hospital rooms are not quiet. Between hearing everyone outside at the nursing station to the beeping in your room, you also have constant visits from nurses when all you wanna do is rest because you're basically waiting for labor to begin. 5) Water breaking isn't a "oh hey I think I peed myself". No. It's like a queef then GUSH and it doesn't stop until you and your bed are soaked. 6) Catheters are handy when you are bed rest and drinking gallons of water. Also, you get one when you get the epidural. Which they don't really tell you until the epidural is offered. 7) Take the epidural if you don't want to experience a natural and painful birth. I felt no pain leading up to labor. I did however feel a shit ton of pain when the pain relief ran out. They tell you it's because labor is all in your back - this excuse is bullshit. I was in so much pain when that shit wore off that my husband said my labor pain face didn't match this one. Once they take the tube out of your back, the pain fades away. But my back still hurts in that spot even as I type this. The pain in the spine also lingers after giving birth. Almost like you need your back seriously cracked. 8) The epidural needle doesn't really hurt if your pain tolerance is high for stuff like this. It's a pinch. What you do feel that is considered almost like a quick throbbing pain is when the fluid is injected. It's like a small punch to your back. 9) Projectile vomit will most likely occur. All the gallons of water you consumed waiting for labor will come projecting out of you before you go into active labor. Be glad your head doesn't start spinning. I up chucked three times and had to have myself redressed and my bedding changed out. 10) Some labor beds have built in handles to assist with labor. See if yours does. They helped a lot. 11) I tore two tiny spots inside my VJ giving birth. They stick a numbing agent where they see you'll be tearing, so that's cool and all - you'll feel it when you start being mobile again. BTW, some women tear bigger. Luckily my baby was only 7lbs. 12) You may not know your labor doctor. I met mine briefly the day before at my doctor's office, but never before that. Don't feel shy about being exposed in front of them though, they do this for a living. 13) Speaking of being shy. I am a prude with my body. I don't want people checking out my ass or having my nipples poking through my shirt on a cold day but all of this goes out the window when you're in the hospital to give birth and here's why. One: this is the doctor and nurse's job. They see boobs, ass, and vagina every day. And two: you're giving birth - who TF cares what you look like. 14) Pushing a baby out is not like pushing pee out. It's like taking the biggest shit of your life. You push with your asshole. Literally. And it causes hemorrhoids and for your ass to hurt WEEKS after giving birth. (Do yourself a favor and get some fiber enriched foods because pooping is not easy it pain free.) 15) Those home videos of the women giving birth don't exist anymore. It's pretty much illegal. I guess people were blackmailing the mother. Idk. That's what my nurse said. But they give you a big ass mirror to watch the birth of your baby so that's really cool. 16) Hospitals offer photographs of your newborn (unless you gave birth in 2020). It's usually expensive and I would've done it too if they offered. My husband got amazing shots of our daughter which I cropped out to make that oval baby picture our parents in the 80s got. 17) Taking pictures of your baby in the nursery is a big no no. I wish I could've seen my baby under the UV lamp with her glasses on to fix her jaundice, but I was bedridden with the pre-eclampsia. Hubby saw her though. He says she was just chilling while all the other babies were crying their heads off. FYI, the reason you can't take pictures is because of the other babies in there. They're not yours. You don't have the right to photograph them even if your baby is mixed in and she's the only one you want the picture of. 18) I wasn't told this until it came time... But they push your belly and I mean in your belly button and hard. They check if your uterus is shrinking and returning in place. (Breastfeeding helps it go faster.) This pushing hurts like a mofo. Seriously. And they don't care if you're in pain from, oh idk - THE EPIDURAL WEARING OFF! They are required to check. 19) My friend told me this which I think is important to know... When you're doped up on pain meds before birth or if you're having a really hard time during the labor process (time you entered hospital to when the baby pops out), have someone with you. Have that person listen to the words coming out of the doctor and nurse's mouths. My friend didn't and took meds they gave her and was devastated when her baby came out gray and on the edge of death. She didn't know what they gave her or what they said about the meds. If she did, she would've known this would be the outcome of her child's birth (baby lived btw. He just graduated high school last year!) 20) Labor and Delivery nurses are freaking awesome. Postpartum nurses not so much... 21) The hospital food really isn't that bad. At least, it wasn't where I stayed. I had choices for breakfast, lunch, and dinner too! 22) Nurses can't technically tell you no to taking the baby to the nursery. Yes you need bonding time with your baby, but you also need rest. 23) The chair that pulls out into a bed for your partner is uncomfortable af. They have cots. Ask for one. 24) I couldn't have visitors. Make sure you don't either. It's nice. You don't gotta worry about appearance or staying awake for your guest. Birth is about you and your baby (and partner) and the time you have with them. Your guest can wait till you get home. 25) Back to the heartburn and hairy babies talk. This isn't really a myth. My baby came out with a full head of hair, hair on her ears, and fuzz all over her shoulders and back. At a month old it's going away, but that head of hair is real. And so was that heartburn!! 26) Bleeding after birth is like having your period back, but it goes on and on. It changes colors and has a gross smell to it. And wearing a pad again SUCKS! I do have to say though... That mesh underwear they give you is freaking awesome. I want some for my daily wear. 27) For a week or two, I felt like I was punched in the cooch. Walking hurt, getting up hurt, even bathing hurt (no baths until you heal btw, so I showered). Even now, a month later, I still feel pain down there when sitting a certain way (like Indian style). But what do I expect? A freaking baby was pushed out of me!! 28) After the six week heal time is up, don't expect sex to go back to normal. It still hurts for me but this time because of the bruising and stitches. 29) When it's time for sex, lube up. Breastfeeding and hormones still rampant don't assist in easy glide ins (if you know what I mean). 30) When the milk comes in, your boobs get bigger, harder, and start to ache. Feed feed feed or feed and pump. It's the only way to fix it. And don't be surprised when you wake up and your bed is stained with milk puddles because you're still sleeping naked to easily feed your little one at night. My side of the bed is disgusting, but ce la vie! It comes with the territory (like lack of sleep). 31) Also, sleeping on your side with milk filled boobs is not easy. It hurts. Go back to sleeping on your back because belly sleeping isn't comfortable either. 32) Everything you buy or received for your baby screams suffocation with it's warning labels. Don't let it get you paranoid like it did for me. Learn your babies habits and go with your instincts. They also sell baby breathing monitors that alert you if the baby stops breathing. 33) Outfits are cute and irresistible, but try to resist buying those newborn clothes. My baby grew out of them all within three weeks and wore only half of the clothes we had. Also, buy larger clothes - season conscious - that way you're ready when the baby starts growing out of their clothes. We had hardly any 3 month PJs, now her closet is over packed... 34) The baby may not sleep in their crib or bassinet right away. My girl would rather be on me or my husband than a cold bed. Seriously. They want your baby sleeping with nothing but a fitted mattress that's cold and a swaddle or wearable blanket. My baby hates swaddles and kicked too much with the wearable blanket. She sleeps with me for easy feeding and comfort - for me and her. I don't sleep much but slowly I've been getting my Z's and during the day I put her in the bassinet on her belly because I can watch her and she's amazing with that head support already. When she doesn't feed every 2-3 hours, she'll be spending more time on her own in her bed. So don't be discouraged if it's not working for you. It will happen. Just takes time. 35) Sound machine was a waste of a gift. Our phones have sound effects we can tune into. Google Home and Alexa even offer it. My baby doesn't like it, she'd rather listen to us or the TV. Also she doesn't like the dark until she's actually sleeping. She loves bright lights. They tell you the opposite online. 36) If your boobs are small, don't bother getting the shirts where you pull your boob through a window because it won't work. The shirts with the clip that drops to expose the breast are the best. Amazon has great prices and quality shirts on this. My one from Kohl's broke after wearing four times. 37) I really don't think those smiles are gas like they claim it to be. Sure some are. But when your kid smiles without passing gas, they're smiling because they're happy/content. 38) You'll probably end up missing your belly bump the first few weeks like I did. I kept thinking she was still in there. I mean, it's nine months carrying a creature in you. You get used to it. And lastly... 35) You get what you wished for. Any time I talked about having babies, I said keywords on what I wanted: a beautiful, healthy, happy, and smart baby. And I got just that. === So there it is. My journey, my tips, and my nitty gritty of it all of just pregnancy, labor, and postpartum alone!! There is so much more to being a mother; and that will continue in my part 03,04,05,etc to come. IDK how many there will be, only time will tell.

I will continue to update Part 01 and Part 02 when I remember more things.

As Part 03 is conjuring, I would like to say congrats if you're pregnant or gave birth already; and good luck if you're trying.

#pregnancy #birth #postpartum #baby spice #baby #nitty gritty #child #childbirth #children #mother #motherhood #blog #post #new mom #mom to be

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whattoexpectwhenyouveexpected · 4 years ago

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Why I’ve Been M.I.A

Hi,

I’m so sorry it’s been so long. I’ve really been slacking at this blogging stuff and honestly there’s a few reasons.

Reason 1: Elizabeth has been poorly, last weekend she had the worst diarrhoea and nappy rash, I had to call 111 to speak to someone to see if we could get her any medicine. But they told us there was nothing they could do for her. It was so bad. She was pooping 7-8 times a day and with that came the WORST nappy rash. Literally screaming and shaking in pain whenever it was touched and honestly all I could do was cry with her. I stressed myself out I was ill and exhausted myself.

Reason 2: Where I live in Nottinghamshire was put into tier 2 of the new lockdown hierarchy bullshit. This was hard for me. Now my ENTIRE family lives in the same area. I can walk to all of their houses from my house. In fact I’m furthest out of town. We are also a close family. I see my parents 2-4 times a week. So being told you can not socialise inside homes yet again was a hard pill for me to swallow. Especially as a stay at home mum of a 7 month old. Staying at home with a baby and a dog 24/7 is isolating and lonely and now not being able to go and visit my mum makes it 10x harder. Yes ok we could sit outside.... it’s OCTOBER in the UK. It’s not exactly blazing sunshine outside! Fuck you corona.

Reason 3 (probably the biggest reason): my period came. 😔 This obviously means... I’m not pregnant. This was the first month, tracking my ovulation, watching it spike and having sex 3 times in the 48 hours. Laying there for 15-20 minutes afterwards blah blah blah and for what? Nothing. I feel like I’ve failed.... my body has failed me yet again.... I’m not worthy of another baby.... It’s hard to deal with.

But then again there’s always this month and next month and the month after that etc, etc. It’s just hard right now. But it’s obviously not my time.

I’m trying to be grateful for the baby I do have instead of sad for the one I don’t have YET!!

#motherhood #family #mom #motherhood journey #mumblogger #mumof1 #baby #daughter #love #positive vibes #ttc #trying to conceive #ttc over 25 #baby number two

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shardsco · 6 years ago

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I used to live with my mom until she got Alzheimers/ Dementia, and she had to go to a nursing home.

During that time, due to health problems with my legs going numb, I had to quit my job. Cuz the job didn’t want to me to sit down when I needed. So I stayed home, and helped my mom until the nurses came and until they left.

At that time, my cousin and her husband were in the will, and in control of the money part of the will.

So when my mom went to stay in the nursing home, she made me sell the condo i lived in.Sold hers. And we moved into a house with her husband to help reduce costs.

But she wants kids.

I never wanted kids. I still don’t want kids.

And now she has like 4 foster kid(1 pending) and 1 adopted teen.

At first things were ok.

But once she got kids, and they needed a “sitter” for emergencies or whatever, it would fall on me to watch the kids. For Free. They are kids that like to cry, screech, talk 24/7, poop and pee their pants and diapers, and pee on the sofa, throw screeching tantrums where they lash out by kicking and thrashing with their arms and scream at the top of their lungs(just for a temper tantrum).

So I get all that stress and drama, for nothing except a place to live and maybe some other things from time to time. (like cat and dog food for pets).

And now, I cuz his job sucks and they don’t care to maintain the job to keep paying customers the husband will be making less. So my cousin who now has a lot of kids, will highly likely have to work.

That means I will have to watch the kids. 3 little ones (with a possibility of another one coming in). So its gonna be 4 little kids and 1 teen. 5 kids. 5 kdis with meltdowns and dramas. For 8 hours? For who knows how long.

That I will have to deal with.

I said that’s more than I can probably handle.

She said: Well we all are making sacrifices. And if you want to live in our house, you will do it.

Because I can’t work and live on my own (cuz of a health problem I was born with.)

#vent vent #vent #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #cry

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thoughts-and-more-sadness · 2 years ago

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It’s been a big week. It was also a really nice week because his mom and sister were on a trip. So no one was fighting. I had to dog sit and the dad told me to keep the dogs outside. Because usually they’re inside 24/7, it’s honestly a problem. They were outside all day everyday I was really proud of them, they didn’t like it and I’d have to drag the one and push him outside. He hates being outside and he’ll cry and cry and cry. But thankfully he wasn’t as bad as he usually is. He vomited on the living room rug and also pooped on the sisters bed about an hour after they left. But he had to replug some of her things so there could be enough lighting to see the poop and clean it. Not even six hours after they got home. They were all screaming and fighting, I was asleep when his sister pounded on the door throwing a fit and woke me up. Because how dare he unplug her things and not replug them how they were. She threw a huge fit about it which made no sense to me. They were all screaming and fighting when he went out the room and I told him not to add to it. I asked him later if he did and he said all he did was say “are you too dumb to replug in a cord yourself.” And his dad snapped at him to be nice. They scolded her about her messy room. The floor is covered in like food and silverware and make up. It’s dangerous for the dogs because they eat and chew the stuff. I was disappointed in her because her bearded dragon had no water before she left on her four day trip. I can’t believe she didn’t bother to do that. I refused to give him water or even feed him. If he dies that’s on her. But I got really sad about the arguing and really uncomfortable. I hate it. They argue over such stupid little things that I feel like I’m in danger if I really do have to have a kid here. I don’t want to have a kid under there roof. My blood results came back. Low iron, high cholesterol and pregnant and probably some other stuff that isn’t so good. She said she’d call me this week with info on what maternal care I’ll be calling to schedule appointments with.

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jdmainman123 · 3 years ago

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No no we're not going back we cleared satellite maker in all wrongdoing I said. Yacht fish here. You satellite maker didn't set your kids up didn't put them in danger on purpose you're a good man even though the actions a lot of incidences were carried out we're going to talk that up as life itself a natural occurrence

For you guys to continue to tell me this satellite maker set up these people in such a violent way in such an intentional way

I think it's customized incidences you guys are focused on on the customized incident and you're telling me it's like this for the rest of the world IN AN INCIDENT TO STRIKE FEAR IF YOU DON'T SEE THE INCIDENT AND YOU DON'T HAVE TO REPORT IN FRONT OF ME I DON'T HAVE THE AUTOPSY PICTURES I CAN'T RELATE TO IT AND I CAN'T CONTINUE TO FOLLOW IT

It's your stupid f****** family wanted to talk to me 24/7 the problem is WE CLEARED SATELLITE MAKER OF ALL WRONGDOING AND ATTEMPTS TO SET UP HIS OWN PEOPLE ALTHOUGH WE DID FIND SATELLITE MAKER WHO MADE KIDS INTENTIONALLY TO KILL AND THEY WEREN'T SACRIFICES SACRIFICES WERE DONE HUMANELY THEY WERE DONE TO SHOW SAFETY AND AND KINDNESS COMPASSION FOR OTHER PEOPLE THEY WERE THEY WERE MEANT AS AN EXAMPLE

But we have known a satellite makers across the world have set up their kids intentionally to have them hurt

But it it clears what I said there's are some good satellite makers in the world and and we always said if I was a satellite maker I can get away with doing this without even lifting a finger without getting in trouble one time

Well we met some satellite makers who lifted a finger and got involved and then we we believe that they were they weren't meant to be satellite makers they were meant to ever be born hashtag forgotten

If all it takes for you guys to hurt a little boy's lie to him one time and this satellite maker lie to this boy over a hundred times and then fish for bed 50 50 of the lives to the boys or things about the outside world like like this f****** degenerate family here I know exactly what your people did here. Lie to the boys about the outside world all it's like that in Alaska and and you know using that same f****** piece of s*** map on TV that's why on TV your little girl the black skin one thing the white skin man's her father because it's cuz of lunatic connected to the satellite has you guys all watching a programs that that he likes he designs himself and force you guys to watch the same program and radio

SO FOR YOU GUYS TO TELL ME THIS SATELLITE MAKER SET UP HIS PEOPLE IN A CERTAIN WAY IT'S JUST BLACK PEOPLE COMPLAINING AND I'M GETTING REAL SICK AND TIRED OF IT YOU GUYS SAT ME IN THE CITY FOR 25 DAYS JUST TO F****** COMPLAIN AND THEN 24/7 USE COVID AND AN INCIDENCES AND COMPLAIN and forgive me and forget me it's a frequencies aren't customized incidences I can't hear it but it's still triggers me because I poop everyday and I'm like a dog anything outside I can hear with my ears and they Park up and I start screaming and crying like a little dog barking

But again for them to have not let me hear and use frequencies to speak so low that I can I can almost transmit it but I don't hear what it's saying it's it means you guys are using the same incidences on me as I called out the black satellite lies it means you guys are using the same cases on me the same repeated lies the problem is you're not allowing me to hear him it's probably why I can identify with them

And again for you guys to repeat and lies after if you see that

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remindersofgrace · 6 years ago

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Our Birth Story

Today marks 10 days since our daughter Talitha was born. Our daughter - I’m still getting used to saying that. She came without warning and on her own timing, but I’m beginning to see God’s perfect providence in blessing us with this sweet little girl 5 weeks early. I woke up Saturday morning, September 1st, 2018 at 5:30am without an alarm, unsure of why I felt so wired and unable to fall back asleep (which, if you know me, is a very unusual thing). I was feeling some uncomfortable pressure in my lower abdomen and kept sitting on the toilet for relief, and actually pooped 4 times in 4 hours but had no idea that this could be a sign of early labor. (Is that TMI? Oh well.)

By 10am though, the pain had started moving up my abdomen, and I started to count the contractions. They were sporadic, 30 seconds of pain every 6 min, then 40 second after 4 min, then 3 min, then 8 min - but they were persistent and unlike any Braxton-Hicks contractions I had felt before. I texted Talitha, my friend and doula (we’ll call her Talitha P so you don’t confuse her with our baby), and let her know what was going on, but still didn’t think anything serious was happening until she texted back, “Oh my goodness. Definitely monitor them and keep me posted.” She suggested hopping in the bath to see if that would help the contractions subside - and although it seemed to ease the pain a little, after the bath the contractions started up again every 6 min. We called the triage line at Kaiser and the doctor on the line told me she wasn’t sure it was true labor, but instructed us to come in just to be safe.

We cancelled our lunch plans, haphazardly threw together a hospital bag for me, threw our car seat in the trunk (we still hadn’t figured out how to strap it in yet) and called our mothers during the car ride to let them know that we were headed to the hospital for triage, but that we didn’t think we were going to be there for long. After all, Talitha wasn’t due for another 5 weeks, I had 2 more packed weeks of work to transition out for maternity leave, we had a baby shower scheduled on the 15th, and our house was not close to being habitable for a newborn.

The car ride to the hospital was a bit tougher with some stronger contractions, and we walked into the Kaiser Sunset’s labor and delivery unit to be triaged by a nurse. She strapped the fetal monitors on my abdomen, and sure enough - the contractions were consistently every 6 minutes. The pain was there but manageable, and Talitha’s heart rate was responding well to each contraction. The moment came at around 2:30pm when the doctor came in to check how dilated I was, and our jaws dropped when he told me I was 4 cm dilated, 90% effaced - and I was not going anywhere. Eden and I looked at each other and shared a moment of disappointment that our baby was not going to be born full-term, which we were hoping for since she needed to be big enough and strong enough to have surgery shortly after birth. We called Talitha and let her know that I was being admitted, and this incredible woman did not hesitate to drive 2 hours from Palm Springs on her Labor Day weekend to be there for mine. Best doula ever.

We were transferred into the room that I would deliver in at around 3pm, and I was started on an IV to give me fluids and also to give me a preventative antibiotic since my test for group-B strep had not resulted yet. I was also given a steroid injection to give my premature baby’s lungs a boost, but it would only be effective if I was given a second dose 24 hours later. I was hoping that I would not be laboring for another 24 hours, but wanted to give my baby any fighting chance I could.

Well into labor, I still hadn’t lost my mucous plug or had any bloody show, and my water still hadn’t broken. The toughest part about this labor was that because I was 5 weeks early, my nurse didn’t want me to get out of bed and kept trying to have me delay delivery - she thought it was best that I try to hold off until I could get the second steroid injection in 24 hours, or to even delay delivery 4 more days until our baby was 36 weeks old. I looked at her sideways - I couldn’t imagine going through these contractions for 24 more hours, let alone 4 days, and the thought of it stressed me out! Thankfully by then, Talitha P had arrived at about 5:30pm, and she gave me this reassuring look after the nurse left and said, “Don’t worry, you are having this baby tonight.”

By then, Jabez had dropped off an exercise ball for me (sadly it was not used) and my brother-in-law Ken came to support me and Eden as well. The contractions became stronger and more frequent - every 4 min, every 3 min. I went to the bathroom and sure enough, there was quite a bit of blood in the toilet after I peed, and Talitha P reassured me that it wouldn’t be long before I delivered. She had thankfully met with us just a week before to give us a labor crash course in what to expect with labor and how to breathe through the labor pains. During the pain of contractions, the temptation is to tense up your body but that is the opposite of what your body should do. Instead, what you actually need to do is relax your body as much as possible, and so she instructed me to focus on taking deep breaths and to have my palms face up so that I couldn’t clench down. She also would rub my neck muscles to gently remind me to relax my shoulders when she felt me tensing up. And so I was able to get through my contractions without pain medicine and without any screaming, which is something I always wanted to do but didn’t think that I would be able to do. For me, the pain of my contractions was actually pretty bearable (around 6-7 out of 10) because I knew what to expect and the pain was only really bad for about 30 seconds until I could feel the contraction begin to subside. It could have also just been God’s kindness to me because I have horrible pain tolerance!

At around 7pm, the doctor came in to check my cervix again. He told us he couldn’t feel a cervix, meaning I was fully dilated at 10cm. I had to wait through a few more contractions since the neonatologist team was not quite ready to come in yet, and then it was finally time to start pushing. Talitha P had taught me - deep cleansing breath in and out, then another deep breath, tuck your chin in, grab the bottom of your thighs, and push like you’re pushing out the biggest poop of your life for 10 seconds. Then exhale and repeat until your contraction has finished. For me, I was only able to get 2 rounds of effective pushes each contraction. Though women are usually pretty nervous about the pushing stage, pushing actually felt like a relief because you’re finally getting to do what the contractions are making you want to do. I was told that my pushes were effective, and after about 45 min we started to see her crown. The neonatologist and pediatric surgical team came at the perfect moment when I was pushing out my final pushes. I had a mirror positioned so that I could see her come out.

As her little head finally popped out, it was more painful but not unbearable, and she had not yet made a sound. I remember pleading with God that she would take her first breath even with immature lungs. The doctor delivering Talitha instructed me to pause on pushing so that she could reposition her and ease her out without as much tearing. Once she had her positioned, she instructed me to give some final pushes and I gave it my all, and her little shoulders and the rest of her pudgy body made it through. Then came the glorious cry! They instantly put her on my chest for a brief time of skin to skin. I felt so relieved and couldn’t believe this baby on my breast was Talitha in the flesh, the little being we had waited for so long to meet. Eden cut the cord, and Talitha was whisked over to the exam table to be assessed while I delivered my placenta. She was 6 lbs and 10 oz, which we later found out was due to the amount of fluid trapped in her vagina. They indeed found an imperforate anus (which we had expected) but they also found no vaginal opening. The diagnosis was made that our baby had a cloaca, which was on our doctor’s list of possible diagnoses but not at the top. All babies have a cloaca (a common channel for the urethra, anus, and vagina) in the embryonic stage, but it normally separates into the 3 separate channels during development. Our baby was one out of 25,000 babies to have what is called a persistent cloaca and we would learn in the coming days what that meant for our baby and her life.

Eden and our daughter went to the NICU while I received stitches for a second degree tear (not fun). Meanwhile, the neonatologist was furiously putting in orders and contacting our pediatric team to schedule Talitha to have a colostomy and a vaginostomy for 8am the next morning. I was transferred to the postpartum unit, ate some dinner with Eden, Ken and Talitha P, and we reflected back on the delivery together. Talitha P gave me a tutorial on breast pumping before she headed back for Palm Springs. When it was cleared for us to visit our baby in the NICU, we headed over close to midnight and found our baby. She now was on IV fluids and had a little tube threaded down her throat to suction out any contents in her stomach before surgery. Her nurse was so kind and talked me through a lot of what to expect tomorrow, then gave me ample time to hold her skin to skin and snuggle with her. It was such a precious time that I won’t forget. We finally got to bed that night around 1:40am, and so concluded the day that made Eden and myself parents. As I finally finish typing this, we are a day or two from bringing our baby home. We have seen so much evidence of God’s grace during these past 10 days and are confident that He will continue to care for Talitha and for us. She has had an army of over 100 people praying for her ever since her 13-week ultrasound and I know those prayers are powerful and effective. We had prayed for healing, and although it didn’t come the way we expected, I can see already how God is healing broken areas in Eden and myself, and how He is using Talitha and her sweet little life to proclaim His goodness and faithfulness in the midst of trial and suffering.

If you haven’t already, please read my hubby’s post-birth story and also our specific prayer requests for these upcoming months. Thanks to all who reached out and supported us, I wish I could individually thank you all. God is so good to us through you all!

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cronchh · 6 years ago

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‪there’s too many people that only think babies are cute little dolls you can dress up and not helpless human beings who scream and cry and puke and poop and need your attention 24/7 ‬

#can u tell im very passionate about this #bleh #like!!!! dont just have a kid because youre like uwu how cute #thats a HUMAN PERSON #anyway i got 4 hours of sleep

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simplyghosting · 7 years ago

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every single unique ask

*cracks knuckles* aight here we go

1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? Closed. Because 1. If there happens to be a flying bug that I need to kill, I don’t want it hiding in my clothes. and 2. My closet door squeaks, so anyone trying to hide in it, I be knowing.

2: Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel? Yes, but then I forget about them and find them in the back of a cabinet 3 years later.

3: Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out? The bottom and the side facing the wall are tucked, and then the other sides are out.

4: Have you ever stolen a street sign before? No??? (though when I was little I did take those little flags that marked underground wires)

5: Do you like to use post-it notes? I literally keep them in my purse and they’re all over my computer.

6: Do you cut out coupons but then never use them? I haven’t seen a coupon since 2008.

7: Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees? Bees, I think, maybe… uh…depends how concentrated the swarm is, otherwise I might try the bear.

8: Do you have freckles? No, though when I was little I was super jealous of everyone that did.

9: Do you always smile for pictures? Yes, though sometimes I wish I didn’t

10:What is your biggest pet peeve? Lying or speaking in a condescending tone (though I have a lot of things that really bug me)

11: Do you ever count your steps when you walk? If I actually walked I might

12:Have you ever peed in the woods? When I was really little I had to once in the woods on the side of a highway

13:What about pooped in the woods? No, thank goodness (though I used a toilet paper-less outhouse that didn’t have a door)

14:Do you ever dance even if theres no music playing? All the time

15:Do you chew your pens and pencils? When I was little I’d bite ‘em in half. I more hold them than chew on them now though

16: How many people have you slept with this week? My sister shares my room with me 4 days a week. (I know what this question is asking and I’m not going to acknowledge it)

17: What size is your bed? Twin. It’s literally the same bed I’ve had since I was 5 (someone gave it to us, so it’s like 20+ years old)

18: What is your Song of the week? Dernière danse by Indila

19: Is it okay for guys to wear pink? Yeah, depending how it’s worn (like some guys can really make a hot pink button up work if you have the right tie)

20: Do you still watch cartoons? *shoves all my voltron fanart under a rug* hmm? yes, i do. it’s pretty much all i watch

21: Whats your least favorite movie? I watched my Sister’s Keeper once with some friends, and I didn’t like it (though I’m sure I’ve seen worse). I don’t care for movies with horror or a lot of people screaming/being disrespectful

22:Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some? Probably the pile of clothes I have stuffed in my drawer

23: If you’re a girl, bra size? If you’re a guy, pants size? yeah i’m a 34b-ack off

24:What do you dip a chicken nugget in? Sweet and sour / polynesian sauce

25: What is your favorite food? I really like my mom’s lentil burgers, at the same time, french fries call my name, and chocolate shakes…

26: What movies could you watch over and over and still love? Mm, maybe Lady and the Tramp, Chronicles of Narnia, Lord of the Rings, can’t think of the others

27: Last person you kissed/kissed you? I mean, some guy kissed my forehead once (which I’d like to forget), but I’ve never had a real kiss before

28: Were you ever a boy/girl scout? I wish though I was in missionettes

29: Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine?

30: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper? I sent a birthday card with a message last month does that count? otherwise i think i was 9

31: Can you change the oil on a car? I mean I can check it and put oil in it, but not a full oil change

32:Ever gotten a speeding ticket? No, but I usually don’t speed (unless I stop paying attention and start actually driving at the speed every one else is)

33:Ever ran out of gas? Nope

34: Favorite kind of sandwich? Tuna salad or chicken salad sandwich

35: Best thing to eat for breakfast? Scrambled eggs with ham, bacon, butter n biscuit, banana nectar, a bit of green pepper, maybe a sausage, too

36: What is your usual bedtime? My what? (i wish i had one TvT)

37:Are you lazy? A little bit. I’m trying to work on it

38:When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween? I’ve never been Trick-or-Treating

39: What is your Chinese astrological sign? The Rat

40: Are you horny?

41: Do you have any magazine subscriptions? Nope

42: Which are better legos or lincoln logs? Legos but gosh i haven’t seen lincoln logs since i was 7

43:Are you stubborn? Depends on what it is. Moral-wise, absolutely, but if it’s where to eat I’ll just go with the flow. Also no horror movies, I’ll put my foot down on that

44: Who is better…Leno or Letterman? I have no idea who these people are

45:Ever watch soap operas? Kind of? Are all romantic dramas soap operas? Because I watched a couple of romance dramas

46: Are you afraid of heights? Buddy, I can’t even stand on a chair without getting dizzy

47:Do you sing in the car? Oh, I belt out songs like no tomorrow in the car. The louder the better.

48: Do you sing in the shower? If I’m not asleep I’m singing, let’s put it that way (and even then…)

49: Do you dance in the car? Wait…people…people don’t do this?

50: Ever used a gun? Yep! A .22 and a 9mm

51: Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? Dude, I don’t even have graduation photos…

52:Do you think musicals are cheesy? Sometimes (other times I’m floored by how well done they are) but at the same time, if they are cheesy, isn’t that part of the fun?

53: Is Christmas stressful? Absolutely. Or at least the way we do it now, it is

54: Ever eat a pierogi? I’ve never even heard of them TvT OH! they look like pot stickers! love pot stickers!

55: Favorite type of fruit pie? mmm either apple or pumpkin

56: Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? Doctor and ballerina (I think spy at some point too)

57:Do you believe in ghosts? Spirits of the dearly-departed wandering the earth as either punishment or to fulfill some last regrets? Nah.

58: Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? ALL. THE. TIME.

59: Take a vitamin daily? Yep gummy vitamins ftw

60: Wear slippers? I would if my dog didn’t try to tear off the pom-poms every time I walk out with them on

61:Wear a bath robe? Yep, an old green and blue hand-me-down that I adore

62: What do you wear to bed? Soft shorts and one of my dad’s old graphic-tees

63: First concert? I’m just going to say it was a show that my dad did when I was about 5, because I can’t remember the first one that had an admission fee

64: Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart? Probably Wal-Mart, though if I’m closer to Target, I’ll go there

65: Nike or Adidas? *points at shoes* Eso son reebok, o son nike? (idk my shoes are new balance i just wear what feels good and is cheap)

66: Cheetos Or Fritos? I don’t even remember what Fritos taste like

67: Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? I’m going to go with sunflower seeds

68:Ever hear of the group Tres Bien? Well now I have, lol oh hey they started in clearwater, fl

69:Ever take dance lessons? I wish. Though I had a dance dvd when I was younger for basic ballet exercises. When I had the chance to go, my parents insisted I take Karate instead (which I loved, but still a part of me wishes I could have taken dance)

70: Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? Buddy, I can’t even picture married life, I feel like I’m going to die the crazy old lady on the corner that doesn’t know when to stop talking about her plants (maybe a scholarly-type guy though)

71:Can you curl your tongue? Yes, and I love being able to because for some reason babies find it fascinating

72: Ever won a spelling bee? I was homeschooled, so I’ve never been in one

73: Have you ever cried because you were so happy? Yeah, someone gave me a hug once. Also when I went to St. Augustine and thought it was so pretty I started crying. Did the same at a chapel (it was made as an art piece, and had mind-blowing mosaic work)

74: Own any record albums? Not personally, but we have them at home

75:Own a record player? Yep, we have a family one

76: Regularly burn incense? I have…candles?

77: Ever been in love? With a real person? No.

78: Who would you like to see in concert? I honestly have no idea

79: What was the last concert you saw? I think it was “The Orchestra”, which is essentially the remaining band members of ELO.

80: Hot tea or cold tea? Hot tea. Hot tea all the way.

81:Tea or coffee? Honestly depends what I’m in the mood for, but usually tea

82:Sugar or snickerdoodles? Sugar

83: Can you swim well? If I fell into a calm pond I could probably survive, let’s put it that way

84: Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? Yep

85: Are you patient? Thanks to 3 younger siblings that are constantly trying it, I am

86:DJ or band, at a wedding? Probably a DJ, but a band would be so sweet

87: Ever won a contest? I won a game of skiball against some people (got a toy gator) and then won a Disney Trivia quiz, but I can’t think of an official contest I won

88: Ever have plastic surgery? Nope

89:Which are better black or green olives? How about neither?

90: Can you knit or crochet? No, but it’s on my bucket list of things to learn

91: Best room for a fireplace? Probably the family room, though living room and a lanai work well, too.

92: Do you want to get married? I think so

93: If married, how long have you been married? n/a

94: Who was your HS crush? Didn’t have one

95: Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way? Some people??? Are??? Mature???? And??? Communicate??? Civilly??? (no i don’t throw fits)

96:Do you have kids? No, but I deal with 3 younger siblings and a dog

97: Do you want kids? I have mixed feelings about it, but I think so

98: Whats your favorite color? Pretty sure it’s green, but I love pinks, blues, and purples too, or a nice rich orange

99: Do you miss anyone right now? My grandfather, and parts of myself

#ghost answers #cargo is trying to kill me with asks lol #thank you!#about me

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tvmecaps · 7 years ago

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1. god I can’t believe I’m watching this again 2. WHY ARE THE EPISODES SO LONG 3. IT’S ARIE WHAT COULD POSSIBLY HAPPEN

4. “how’s everyone feeling today?” “i’m emotionally and physically drained” this is me every morning

5. if i had to go on a group date with krystal i would absolutely find a way to accidentally punch her in the throat 6. i like tia she just runs around making noises 7. the fuck is a glob 8. THE KISSING BANDIT god i hate this man 9. if someone surprised me with a wrestling date i’d kill myself 10. OMG IS ALISON BRIE HERE 11. the fuck it’s not even alison brie 12. oh they’re like the real wrestlers lmao 13. i have no idea what bekah's personality is

14. wrestler lady: “who wants it?” tia: *raises her hand but only like, a little bit*

15. arie was talking and my mom said from across the room “what are you watching it’s putting me to sleep” 16. lauren b is just standing in the corner laughing i’m dying 17. oh my god she’s just… insulted bibiana’s name? 18. WHAT IS HAPPENING

19. wrestler lady: “I could take you down right now!” tia: “i would let you”

20. bekah’s gonna beat the shit out of them 21. the girls are literally crying 22. IMAGINE GOING ON A DATE WHERE THE ENTIRE PREMISE WAS THAT YOU WERE GOING TO GET BULLIED 23. i really wish alison brie was here 24. shut the fuck up bekah go call your mom 25. “has anyone even watched WWE?” literally no 26. i love tia 27. tia winning would be justice for raven 28. BIBIANA IN A DINOSAUR MASK 29. i want chris harrison to beat the shit out of arie 30. i don’t even remember who kenny is

31. bring back peter

32. who is the lunch lady 33. imagine having to pretend to fall in love with arie 34. oh my god what is HAPPENING 35. imagine losing to krystal 36. LMAO KRYSTAL IS LITERALLY BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF THIS GIRL 37. is this… porn 38. i think this is porn 39. aw i love tia and bibiana 40. every time arie speaks i want to fast forward

41. i’m trying to snapchat arie and krystal but i can’t get a clear enough shot of their faces because all they’re doing is kissing really grossly 42. oh my god 43. snapchat makes this show so much better

44. “he’s fucking awesome” yeah ok tia 45. WHY DOES ARIE JUST KISS EVERYONE 46. “i have a feeling i’ll be on that one on one date because he knows i’m a mom” god in all my krystal hatred i forgot how awful chelsea was 47. i cannot tell any of the laurens apart

48. “and i just feel like these girls are living in a false reality” oh my god she’s CLINICAL

49. HAHAHAH HE GAVE IT TO BEKAH 50. SUCK A DICK, KRYSTAL 51. she’s just SMILING THROUGH THE PAIN 52. LIKE THE PSYCHOPATH SHE IS

53. is krystal literally just going around the house talking to the other girls about how strong her connection with arie is…

54. “this is a very Lauren S. date” - lauren S

55. “i like to go to bed early” of course you do arie you’re like 60

56. hulu isn’t working and i feel like this is a message from god 57. ugh no it’s back

58. “i feel like you’re a little bit of a wine connoisseur.” “no i just like drinking wine.” the most relatable arie has ever been

59. SHE’S JUST RAMBLING 60. SHE’S BEEN RAMBLING FOR PROBABLY AN HOUR 61. SHE JUST KEEPS TALKING 62. LAUREN S PLEASE STOP TALKING 63. she’s literally talking so much that arie is actually eating

64. “how is ‘ruff’ spelled?” “r-u-f-f” *everyone SCREAMS*

65. THERE IS A TRAUMATIC SITUATION FOR EVERY EVENT ON THIS SHOW

66. he’s NOT GIVING HER THE ROSE 67. I’M SO UNCOMFORTABLE 68. THIS IS THE WORST THING I’VE EVER SEEN 69. god that was awful 70. ugh i liked her 71. or at least like… i didn’t hate her 72. why is krystal talking about her like she died 73. dear god SHUT!!!!! UP!!!!!!!

74. “stop being so condescending to everybody because you like, met his dog.” CAROLINE FOR PRESIDENT

75. how is it only 9:00 i feel like I’ve been watching this episode for six years 76. tag yourself i’m the blonde bitch jumping up and down when arie even vaguely alludes to a dog 77. when does unReal come back 78. THESE DOGS ARE SO TALENTED 79. my dog can’t even walk without falling down

80. LMAO WAIT IS ANNALIESE 81. IS SHE THE ONE WITH THE BUMPER CAR ISSUES TOO 82. who PUT THESE FLASHBACKS TOGETHER 83. “AND I ALMOST LOST MY EYE,” SHE SAYS AS A CRYING BABY SCREAMS IN SEPIA

84. bibiana signs off from her prayer with “love you bye!!”

85. “we have just a random girl who’s walked up as well” same 86. i would just hold my dog and pet him 87. why is annalise so enthusiastic about poop 88. she’s really owning it though 89. how are there still so many girls left i only know like six of them 90. omg I can’t wait for chelsea to go home 91. her poor child is going to have to watch this someday

92. “dogs are so cute” wow arie is full of gold tonight 93. “i have never had the opportunity for someone to respect me for who i am” ok chelsea 94. i wonder what arie is thinking about at any given time 95. “the last time you said you were in love was five years ago on this show. tell me more about that.” do you really think that’s the best topic of conversation here

96. i wonder if arie is stoned or if he just naturally looks like that

97. omg annalise stop complaining and just go talk to him 98. ten years from now someone’s gonna say the word bachelor and she’s gonna have flashbacks to THIS traumatic moment 99. HE JUST KEEPS KISSING PEOPLE 100. it’s never a good sign when the dude says “so how do you think things are going” 101. he’s so not into her 102. that was painful 103. poor annaliese 104. she deadass got her coat on LMAO

105. HE CAN’T HOLD A CONVERSATION AND JUST SLOWLY MOVES HIS FACE CLOSER TO THE OTHER GIRL THE ENTIRE TIME UNTIL THEY STOP TALKING TO KISS

106. THIS IS THE WORST I HATE HIM!!!!!!

107. “today was really fun. i loved today. today was such a cool day. it was amazing.” - literally a sentence that arie just said

108. maybe he is super stoned 109. how dare they show me a black panther commercial and then make me go back to watching the bachelor 110. who does bekah look like 111. she looks like someone

112. BIBIANA SET THE ENTIRE THING UP AND HE JUST TOOK THIS BLONDE BITCH OUT HERE 113. I’M SCREAMING 114. LMAO WHAT THE FUCK 115. WHO MANIPULATED THIS SITUATION INTO EXISTENCE 116. WHERE IS QUINN KING!!!!! 117. SHE’S GOING TO SEE THEM KISSING BECAUSE WHAT ELSE DOES ARIE DO 118. “he’s with lauren b on my setup” i would literally cry 119. THE DEVIL IS WROKING OT 120. HE’S TAKING EVERY FUCKING GIRL TO IT 121. I’M SCREAMING!!!!!!!!!!! 122. THIS MAN IS SUCH TRASH LMAO!!!!!!

123. EVERY SINGLE TIME HE TAKES A NEW GIRL OUT THERE HE’S LIKE LMAO I DON’T KNOW WHO SET THIS UP BUT ISN’T IT NICE? LET’S KISS!!

124. AHH!!!!!!!! 125. annaliese is gonna force him to kiss her

126. he got tia HAY BALES AND MOONSHINE 127. I’M SCREAMING WHAT HTE FUCK IS THIS SHOW 128. SHE’S TALKING AND HE’S JUST 129. SLOWLY MOVING HIS FACE TO HER 130. MOUTH OPEN

131. i hope they checked him for herpes

132. the bitch smiling because annaliese hasn’t kissed him 133. he’s going to send annaliese home right now isn’t he 134. this is so uncomfortable because she’s like BEGGING him to kiss her 135. i’ve never seen arie REFUSE to kiss someone 136. this is awful 137. he said no and i gasped 138. that was literally the most dramatic thing that’s happened this entire season 139. this is so dumb

140. you know annaliese and bibiana are going home because he deadass has sought out EVERY OTHER GIRL TONIGHT to stick his tongue down their throats one last time

141. arie is definitely lowkey racist 142. why does he make jokes that 11 year old boys would make 143. if i never see arie kiss another human it will be too soon 144. aw bye annaliese 145. “bye ladies,” she says, crying 146. WHO SAID SHE’S KIDDING 147. “i don’t know what this man is thinking” but literally everyone watching does 148. god shut up krystal

149. “i feel really confident, but also i don’t have a rose,” she says, BEFORE THE ROSE CEREMONY

150. “i had to make one hard decision” arie you’ve sent two girls home 151. the camera zoomed in on krystal when he saw the word wife dear god 152. OH HER NAME IS KENDALL? I like her 153. why did only one girl walk up when he said lauren 154. there are like at least four laurens left 155. bye bib 156. LMAO WAIT DOES HE EVEN KNOW SHE SET UP THE DAY BED 157. he definitely doesn’t 158. thank god this is over 159. THEY’RE TLAKING ABOUT HER DOG FEARS AGAIN 160. oh my god

#the bachelor #bachelor s22

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dontshootmespence · 7 years ago

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I Did It!

A/N: A request from @iridescentreid for a Spencer x Reader one shot where they babysit Henry together! Fluffy! @coveofmemories @sexualemobitch @jamiemelyn @unstoppableangel8 @iammostdefinitelyonfire26 @rmmalta @lukeassmanalvez

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“Are you sure we can do this?” Spencer asked as you made your way up to JJ’s apartment. This was the first time you were going to be babysitting Henry since he’d been born. He was barely six months old, but you were great with kids and whether or not Spencer admitted it, he was too. You’d both be fine.

“Spence, we can do this. We’ll be fine. Plus, you said you wanted kids someday, right? Think of this as practice.” As you knocked on the door and waited for JJ, you put your arm around your boyfriend and gave him a slight squeeze. “You’ll do fine and then one day, you’ll be an amazing daddy.”

Spencer leaned down to give you a sweet kiss just as JJ opened the door. “Am I interrupting?” she laughed.

“Not at all,” you replied. You walked inside and grabbed Spencer’s hand, dragging him in behind you. “Just trying to convince Spence that he’s going to be a fine babysitter. Plus, I’m here.”

Spencer looked petrified as JJ handed him six-month-old Henry. “Baby,” you said, stifling a laugh as you took the picture in. “He’s a baby, not a bomb. Cradle him.” He switched him around and finally put him in a better position, while JJ ran you through every possible outcome imaginable; it must’ve been a mom thing. “I’ve babysat before and I have tons of nieces and nephews. We’ll be fine. Won’t we Spence?”

Your boyfriend nodded hesitantly. “Yea, I’m sure we’ll be fine. At the very least, she will,” he chuckled, just barely. God, he was so nervous. It was almost cute and endearing how nervous he was. Henry was his godchild and although he hadn’t said as much, you knew he loved this baby more than pretty much anything else in the world.

Will descended the stairs. It was going to be the first time since Henry was born that he and JJ were going to go out by themselves. It had been baby life 24/7; they needed and deserved a little time to themselves. “Alright, so I think that’s everything,” she said finally, her eyes lingering on the baby she’d barely left in six months. “Call us if you need us.”

“I’ve got everything under control,” you laughed, pointing backward toward where Spencer was holding Henry. “We’ll be fine.”

JJ said goodbye to Henry a few more times before you finally convinced her that it was only three hours and you were all going to be fine. Henry had been perched in Spencer’s arms, staring straight into his face, but as soon as the door closed, he started screaming. “What’s wrong with him?” Spencer said immediately, as he caressed the back of his head, his fluffy tufts of blonde hair pressed down under his fingers.

“Well, Spence,” you laughed. “It could be many things. He could be hungry. He could want mommy. But in this case...” You pulled the back of his diaper away from his butt. “Poop. Have you ever changed a diaper before?”

“Not even once. I’ve read things about it though.”

You took Henry from his grasp and gave him and your boyfriend a kiss on the cheek. “Then let’s learn how to change a diaper, because I can guarantee you that if we have babies, you and I will be changing an equal amount of dirty diapers.”

Setting him down on the table was hard enough, but then neither of you could find out where the wipes were. “You hold him and I’ll fine the wipes.” Spencer placed his hand on Henry’s shirtless tummy, his touch so tentative you weren’t sure it would keep him in place. But thankfully, it did until you were able to find a new diaper and the baby wipes. “Okay, stinky boy, let’s see what we have here.”

As you pulled the diaper away from him, you could’ve sworn Spencer nearly passed out. “How does something so cute smell so horrible?” he asked, truly astonished at how smelly Henry was.

“I don’t know. Right, Henry? I have no idea why you’re so smelly.” You pulled his diaper away and cleaned his tiny butt with multiple wipes, sticking each one into the dirty diaper until he was clean.

Spencer pointed toward his inner leg. “That’s diaper rash, right?” He asked, having already reached back behind you for the A&D ointment.

“Yes, it is. See you’re a natural.” After applying a generous heaping of ointment and replacing his diaper, you put his clothes back on. “There. Now, we’re not smelly anymore.”

Henry babbled, spit bubbles forming at the corners of his mouth. “Spit bubbles of happiness.” He was a smiley boy. “Next diaper is your turn.”

“By myself?” he asked. His eyes went wide. It’s like he was going to die. “Can you be in the room with me? What if I drop him?”

As you picked up Henry, you turned and snorted. “Spence, what would you do if someone came after someone on your team?” you asked.

“I would do anything to help them,” he said without missing a beat.

“Exactly, you always taking the utmost precaution when it comes to helping someone you love. Sometimes you don’t think about yourself, but you always think about everyone else. With a baby? You’ll be watching him like a hawk. But I’ll be in the room if you want me to.”

Spencer heaved a sigh of relief and reached out to grab Henry. You kind of just wanted to hold on to him and kiss his chubby little cheeks, but Spencer needed to get used to babies considering how freaked out he was by them. Begrudgingly, you place Henry in his arms. “Hi, Henry. I’m Uncle Spencer.”

Your smile could not possibly have been wider. Watching Spencer talk with a baby like he would with someone who could hold a conversation was just about the cutest thing in the world. The three of you made your way back into the living room while Spencer spouted off facts to him about what his milestones were. “You might even start speaking soon. That would be cool, right?”

A huff of laughter escaped you as Spencer sat at the kitchen table instead of in the living room and placed Henry in the high chair. “JJ said he’s eating solid foods now right?”

With a nod, you handed him two packages of food - one green bean and potato and the other peach - dinner and dessert. “Do you wanna try feeding him?” you asked, watching as his eyes went from scared to determined to happy as Henry waved his arms up and down.

“Yea, that I think I can do.”

While Spencer fed Henry spoonful by spoonful, you started in on the dishes. JJ hadn’t asked you too, but if you and Spencer could get them caught up on chores and put Henry to bed the maybe they could have some more intimate mommy and daddy time when they came home. “Open wide,” Spencer said as he put the spoon up to Henry’s mouth. Baby boy wouldn’t budge. To help him along, you jumped up in front of him and made plane noises. That worked. He happily opened his mouth. Spencer repeated the pattern, giddy each time it worked. He’d been so afraid of fucking up a baby that he was really proud of himself; it was adorable.

“Okay, I’m going to go do the laundry for them. Once you’re done we can play with him for a little while before we make him a bottle and put him to bed.”

Rounding the corner, you finished the laundry, promptly returning to the kitchen to see that Spencer and Henry weren’t there. You heard a gurgle of some kind and found them near the changing table. Spencer did it all by himself. “I did it!” he said happily. “Thankfully, he left the poop for you, but I did it.”

As you approached, you kissed his cheek. “Yes you did. Everything except for the fact that his diaper is backwards.”

“Dammit,” he laughed.

Now with Henry’s diaper the right way, they returned to you and all three of you sat on the floor, entertaining him for another hour before he got a little cranky. You did your best to comfort him, but he wasn’t having it. Spencer was getting into this babysitting though, because he willingly took Henry and started talking to him. “Now you have a lot of lions in your room Henry, so let me tell you a little bit about lions. Mommy would actually be jealous because they don’t have to be pregnant as long - only 105 days.” Spencer spouted fact after fact and miraculously Henry stopped crying. “I did it!” he exclaimed softly as you giggled at his enthusiasm. “I got him to stop crying.”

“Yes you did, Spence. I’m so proud of you.” All the while you’d been preparing a bottle. “Do you want to feed him or read him a story?”

He opted to sit in the rocking chair and feed him while you read him a story - JJ’s favorite, Bedtime for Baby Star. Once the bottle was finished, he was basically asleep, so Spencer placed him down in the crib, but as you turned to leave, you realized Spencer was still there staring at him, a soft and wondrous smile setting onto his face. One day he’d be doing that with your own children and it made your heart melt.

You left him to stare, choosing to sit down on the couch outside and wait for him. Finally, about 10 minutes later, he came back as happy as could be. “He’s adorable.”

“Yea he is,” you said sleepily. “You feeling a bit better about taking care of babies now?”

He nodded and pulled you into him. “You’re a natural. You’ll be a great mom one day.”

“And you’re not as bad as you think you are. To be truthful, no parent knows what they’re doing. You’re good with him too, and one day, it’ll be ours.”

Before he bent down to kiss you, he blushed, his smile growing wider and wider by the second. “I’d really love that.”

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fic #dontshootmespence #i did it!

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rp-meme-central · 7 years ago

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Gravity Falls sentence starters - Part 12

1. “Is it legal for a child to wear that much makeup?”

2. “I need something to get my mind off this.”

3. “Would kicking all our butts at mini-golf cheer you up?”

4. “And the ___ can look after the house.”

5. “Ah, mini-golf. The sport of mini-champions.”

6. “Holy smokes! Someone in our family actually had talent!”

7. “Don’t worry about it, ____. The thing’s random.”

8. “Would it be wrong to punch a child?”

9. “This isn’t over. You, me, midnight. We’ll see who’s best.”

10. “If you beat her/him at this, s/he could never rag on you again. Imagine it.”

11. “Going to the golf course after dark, you say? I don’t know, you’d have to break in.... Just kidding, let’s break in!”

12. “Darn! Poop heck darn!”

13. “Aww shucks, it’s only our life-long passion. Would you like us to elaborate through song?”

14. “Guys, guys! Calm down. Your fighting is inadvertently adorable.”

15. “I don’t know. I want to beat ____, but doesn’t this seem like... cheating?”

16. “_____’s rich, _____. S/he’s cheating at life.”

17. “Just remember, as long as you’re helping me, no fighting.”

18. “Well! This is getting weird.”

19. “You can’t go in there, there’s been a gas leak. Anyone who goes in there will die!”

20. “There’s something going on, _____. I can feel it.”

21. “Is it bad that I feel good about her/him feeling bad?”

22. “Don’t freak out, ____! The water’s shallow, there is literally no way to drown!”

23. “Just shut up and putt!”

24. “I’m sorry, ____. I shouldn’t have cheated. You totally would have beat me fair and square.”

25. “Hey, your ______ aren’t/isn’t here. You want a ride home?”

26. “The car is where secret surprise snacks happen. Want one?”

27. “Handouts? It’s called sharing. You do know what sharing is, right?”

28. “So are you guys, like, cool now?”

29. “Don’t you worry, _____. With your brains and my laser focus, there is literally nothing that can distract us from... did you hear that?”

30. “Just when I was getting over _____, of course you show up at my doorstep.”

31. “Hey, I’m _____: Master of Puppets. Nice to meet you.”

32. “You’re amazing with those puppets.”

33. “How hard do you think it would be to write and compose a sock puppet rock opera with lights, original music, and live pyrotechnics by Friday?”

34. “Just a warning: people’s eyes will get wet. Because they’ll be crying, from laughing, from how tragic it is!”

35. “Not even gonna ask.”

36. “Don’t stay up all night, ____. Last time you got this sleep deprived, you tried to eat your own shirt.”

37. “There has to be some shortcut or clue. Who would know about secret codes?”

38. “Did you miss me? Admit it, you missed me.”

39. “You deserve a prize. Here, have a head that’s always screaming.”

40. “Well, if you ever change your mind, I’ll be here for you. Ready to make a deal.”

41. “Still ignoring this.”

42. “It’s like if coffee and nightmares had a baby.”

43. “I’m obsessed? Look at you. You look like a vampire, and not the hot kind.”

44. “What crazy thing do you want, anyway? To eat my soul? To rip out my teeth? Are you going to replace my eyes with baby heads or something?”

45. “Yeesh, ____, relax. All I want is a puppet.”

46. “Besides, what’s your ____ done for you lately? How many times have you sacrificed for her/him, huh? And when has s/he ever returned the favor?”

47. “This can’t be happening. What did you do to my body?”

48. “Man, it has been so long since I’ve inhabited a body.”

49. “I don’t understand! Why are you doing this? I thought we had a deal.”

50. “Human soda! I’m gonna drink it like a person!”

51. “Wait, _____, don’t listen to him/her! That’s not me!”

52. “I’ve gotta get my body back before s/he does something crazy with it.”

53. “Are you kidding me? I would never miss... whatever this is.”

54. “Oh, I’ll hold my horses. I’ll hold them... you monster.”

55. “Haha! I’m sorry. It looks funny when you’re mad.”

56. “Ssh. You wouldn’t want to ruin the show.”

57. “Who would sacrifice everything they’ve worked for just for their dumb ____?”

58. “Whoa! Children fighting! I can sell this.”

59. “You can’t stop me. I’m a being of pure energy with no weakness!”

60. “You’re in _____’s body, and I know all his/her weaknesses.”

61. “Yes! I’m in my own body! And it’s just as underwhelming as I remember. Oh, everything hurts.”

62. “Don’t worry, I’ve seen enough movies to know that this is the part where the audience thinks it’s all part of the show and loves it. Cue applause.”

63. “Did s/he just make out with his/her puppets?”

64. “I might have dodged a bullet there.”

65. “Seriously, I need to go to the hospital.”

66. “Hey, _____, what did one sock puppet say to the other sock puppet? You look like you could use a hand!”

#rp memes #sentence starters #Gravity Falls

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