People, by nature, are competitive. Or perhaps I should qualify that statement and say American people are competitive.
Even armed with that knowledge, I was unprepared for the competition that is motherhood. It's a mostly subtle, unspoken battle that often begins as soon as you reveal a pregnancy. Oh? Wow, you're big! or Hmmm. You're so small. Even Are you sure it isn't twins? Other people will delve into what you're putting in your body. I wouldn't eat peanut butter...hot dogs...drink diet pop or caffeinated drinks.
Don't even get me started on the childbirth competition. Long labor, short labor, drugs, drug-free, Cesarean, upside-down.
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Tuesday, October 30, 2007
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I completely agree about the competition! What's so funny is lately when people hear that my 16 month old isn't walking, they start trying to reassure. I'm not worried about it. With my older one I was, but my 16 month old is my second born.
Ugh. I can't stand the people trying to outdo each other. "Oh, you think THAT'S bad, well let me tell you about MY labor..." Ugh.
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