The emptiness of these first few days is quite startling. I can't share my news. I can't do anything to help the baby into its second trimester. I wan...
Don't get me wrong: Often it's okay to play the Child Card. But don't abuse it. Don't think that because life is so difficult for you as a parent, non-parents are obliged to make your life easier. I'll let you decide the date and place we meet. I won't comment on you turning up an hour late. But it's because I'm being nice, not because I owe it to you.
You have no idea whether I am infertile, had countless miscarriages and/or abortions or had a child adopted. It's a personal question and it's not your place to ask. The same goes for the marriage query as well.
This coverage deeply demeans Clooney and women in general. It needs to be called out to mitigate the damage it does to the right of women to be taken seriously about topics other than what they wear or what fills their uteruses.
We don't yet have a cure for HG, and we still have a long way to go to breakdown all the stigmas and difficulties women experience in accessing treatment. But in the meantime every individual can do their bit for these mothers to be who want above all to survive their pregnancy and become a mother.
I will never know for sure, but I think a big factor in my birth experience was my feeling of confidence and self-efficacy. Thanks to the women who shared their positive birth stories with me, I could so clearly visualise a calm, positive birth of my own. I'd played it out in my mind that many times, is it so surprising that the reality was just that?
And so far, so good, as far as sibling relationships go. But it is tricky terrain, preparing your toddler for a new baby. Particularly the first time around, when they are used to a life of undivided attention, and the new arrival will likely change the status quo pretty drastically for now and evermore.
I'll hasten to point out that I don't in any way regret my decision to be a mother. This is not a "what a mistake" type thought. Indeed, I truly wouldn't have it any other way and if I went back in time I'd still have sex with my idiot ex-husband at the same time on the same day to make sure that the exact same little human was produced from that union. That doesn't take away my understanding however.
Yes, I will be having my partner and someone I met on the internet attend the birth of my second child. But I am happy with this, so that's all that matters.
How can a woman survive Ebola and then die in childbirth? Easily, if you live in a low-income country where there are big gaps in skilled birth attend...
We must address the stigma associated with mental health. We heard from many women that they fear being seen as a 'bad mother' and having their child taken away from them. Women are frequently made to feel guilty that they're not the 'perfect mother.
Although women previously had the ability to get on a flight and carry out the abortion in a British clinic, this complicated and expensive process is about to become one step more difficult with Britain's largest abortion provider turning away Irish women from the clinics.
Congratulations to the Carters and what a fabulous way for Beyoncé to announce her latest pregnancy: 'I have three heartbeats!', and that's not the only 'multiple' she will be experiencing over the coming months.
I must confess, at the beginning, I found breastfeeding very daunting and scary because I have heard so many stories from mothers who have already gone through the experience of breastfeeding in public--and they were not good experiences.
So, baby making? My son is at the age where he is about to be learning about the birds and the bees at school. Whilst it fills me with dread that his teacher will divulge this delicate, and no doubt to him, hilarious information, part of me is excited about this new chapter we will begin.
I once imagined that having a baby would be a pretty romantic affair. I figured that we'd conceive this baby on holiday or following a candlelit meal. I fantasised about how I would tell my husband, maybe by wrapping the pregnancy test as a gift, or spelling out the news in Alphabetti Spaghetti on his plate.