My life in random with a little of the truth involved
the one thing that has stuck with me every day since my English teacher told me it in middle school is:
"When referring to someone, always say who they are before anything else about them, because being a person always comes first"
Instead of saying “the mentally ill man,” say “the man with a mental illness”
Putting someone’s characteristics (especially negative ones) before them is dehumanizing and rude. Don’t do it.
Yesterday and today.
Emma Louise was born this morning at 9:27. She weighed 9lbs 5oz and is 21 1/2 inches long.
I cannot even begin to describe the way I feel about this child.
And here’s the thing. This is my sixth pregnancy. I’ve got two children. So, you can do the math and see that miscarriages are a thing with me. I don’t think I’ve allowed myself to get truly excited until today. Like, in three days, my family will be complete. It’s actually happening. We made it a whole 40 weeks with no complications. Not a single one.
I expect the second she’s born to be the single most emotional event I’ve ever gone through in my life. And I cannot wait.
i love you, too.