Ms G does C

Here's another tasty morsel I discovered on a lazy afternoon in front of Youtube...

Love you Professor Greer

Miss Concept (ions)

Naomi Wolf's Misconceptions was beyond a doubt the best book I have read about Pregnancy, Childbirth and Motherhood. It's personal and political and spoke to me about exactly how I was feeling, making me feel not so alone, guilty or wrong for the mixed feelings I was going through. One of the things that bothered me most at that time was that no matter how equal you thought your relationship had been before, when the baby comes along that the stereotypical gender roles come to the forefront. I've ranted about all this before... even sung the praises of this book way back in (gosh so long ago) 2008, but in this interview she talks about another one of the things I related to about a woman coming home from major surgery after a Cesarean, its like sending a person who has just had major heart surgery home with this tiny dependent creature pretty much reliant on you. Even if you didn't have a Caesar, it's still a pretty massive physical thing your body has had to go through and women are so hard on themselves feeling they have to still be the be all end all to their families.

"That's not how it works, you have to move here on faith, then you'll find a way" - Beverly Donofrio's friend in Looking for Mary.

I'd been trying to track down this book for years, I loved her Riding in cars with boys (though ashamed to admit I didn't know about it until the movie came out) and I'd seen it on the shelf in my book slave days and then suddenly it disappeared into thin air ...spooky!... anyways, good old Document Delivery service at the uni (bet they wish they hadn't have taught me how to use that!) and there it was for me. It was OK, journey of self discovery, blah blah. Then  on about the second or last page when I was just trying to finish the book (I always get a bit frustrated when I see the end in sight and   just   want   to   get   the   book   finished!) when that line just blew me away. It just perfectly summed up the last 6 months of my life!

Yay me!!

Societies conventions...

I am watching with some amusement the amount of people enquiring as to where my House Husband is working or what he is 'doing' now he has moved. I am yet to have anyone ask me, which is a bummer in itself because I am pretty goddamn proud of the job I've managed to get myself. People just don't seem to get that I am working and supporting the family and he is staying home, cooking, cleaning, getting the kids sorted etc. etc. One (quite old fashioned I will point out) mother of an old school friend even asked him "oh but you are looking arn't you?", she just couldn't fathom it. I bet he's even getting a few Synonyms of "Lazy" or "Useless" behind his back, yet no one would question if it were me staying at home eating bonbons on the couch in front of Days of our lives. It would be all these same people (if there are any, and yes I do have a few in mind) who are blubbering in there old age about not having spent enough time with their kids when they were little... Blah Blah Rant Rant...

Rats...

I made the mistake this week of reading two books too similar in their content so now they are just kind of swimming around blended together. They were both good books, just not so close together.

Lets review to get this straight in my head;

Rat Girl

Kristen Hersh

Set in the 80's

Founder and main songwriter for mostly girl band Throwing Muses

Bipolar & Pregnant

Likes Rats

Petal Pusher

Laurie Lindeen

Set in the 90's

Founder and main songwriter for all girl band Zuzu's Petals

MS

Hates Rats

Whore Moans too... revenge of the womb

my period was three weeks late... I was was so scared I was pregnant, mostly because I didn't want to be pregnant but also because I have an IUD and that can cause all sorts of other issues, high chances of miscarriage, ectopic pregnancy and the like. Trying to decide if I would go through with an abortion, I've never been in the position where I have had to seriously think about it and figured it was a punk rock right of passage that would give me plenty to write and torture myself about, I even started doing my research on where and how etc. I still haven't had the official 'no' from the doc who was to call me if the blood tests came back + but he didn't. And I went for an ultrasound today because both me and the doc agreed that even if I wasn't I wanted to find out what the hell was going on given that the only time I've ever been even a week late was when I was going through a super stressed time, or well, pregnant. And I haven't been stressed, if anything I've been the happiest I've felt in years! So the sonographer didn't give me any hints, but Aunt Erma did decide to show her face today anyway (probably that condom covered camera on a stick shoved up my twat was what did it!) but she isn't her usual self. I'm almost hoping that I'm going through an early menopause, no seriously, it's not that out of the question, my mum was only 43 and I wouldn't mind so much, I mean think about it... no more periods and no more having to spend a FORTUNE on sanitary products!!! Of course this has also given me plenty of material for practicing on the medical databases textbooks and learning new big words like amenorrhea, dysmenorrhea, hyperthyroidism and premature ovarian failure and of cause hypochondria! But no, hang on a minute... I know my body and I know something is not right here! And I want someone to finally take this seriously... Back to the docs next week to get the diagnosis... whats a bet he says he can't find anything!!!