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One of my husband’s many cousins stayed with our family this past week, because he was in the area looking for work and too broke to pay for a hotel. Mike grew up with my husband, Tony, but they haven’t been close since they were teenagers, so he was shocked to see how we live, and he immediately started with some petty and awkward taunts about Tony’s role in our daughters’ lives.It didn’t seem to matter to Mike that he himself was a 35 year-old unemployed truck driver with no home and no family. The mere fact that my husband cooked dinner and got the girls ready for bed that night while I looked over the accounts from my rentals made Mike feel like the bigger, more manly man of the two. He just couldn’t get over it, and he kept talking loudly throughout dinner about how sad it was that Tony cared for his kids. He pointed out that Tony is a veteran of the Marine Corps, a successful business owner, and “a tall guy with muscles and hair on his chest” , and that it was hilarious that I had tricked him into being an equal caregiver. He seemed to think that I was using sex to manipulate my husband into bathing our kid, and he was quick to remind Tony that it wasn’t worth it, because I “won’t be hot forever”.You’ve probably gathered that Mike is a bit of a dickhead, and his constant taunts and accidental self-owns about Tony’s masculinity were extreme, but he’s not the first person to express surprise or even disapproval of our arrangement. It’s not even like Tony is a stay-at-home dad or anything, but before we adopted the girls he made arrangements to delegate the larger share of the management of the business to trusted lieutenants. He cut back even more when I became an NP and took a job in the ER, since I no longer have the luxury of short workdays ending at 11 am, but he still works between 20 and 25 hours a week. When he’s home he’s here though, and that’s more than you can say for most men in his position. His mom watches Astrid when we’re both at work, and she picks up Kaylee after school, but Tony has more alone time with the girls than I do.We pay for cleaning but everything is shared fairly evenly between us, although Tony ends up handling more chores simply because he’s home more. He cooks dinner, tidies up the kitchen, and rinses the dishes so they’ll be easier to clean when our savior (aka maid) arrives the next day. He packs lunches, reads bedtime stories, handles doctors appointments and meetings with the school, and he plays with our children. Everything that I do, he does it too. Mike saw this and somehow lost respect for his cousin (though that was entirely mutual!), and the only explanation he could think of was that I was forcing Tony to do it by withholding sex.It’s 2019 and unlike my mom, I am only rarely shamed for being a mom who works outside the home. Society has largely accepted that women can and often want to work, but we still haven’t quite figured out that men can actively parent. Women are still largely expected to be the primary caregiver and housekeeper, and it’s hard to cast off gender roles going back thousands of years. Men and women who believe in equality and who think of themselves as equal partners still fall into this pattern where both partners work outside the home, and the mom continues working when she gets home, while dad plays Xbox.One of my friends – a woman – recently praised Tony for taking on such an active role at home. Can you imagine anyone giving a mother a pat on the back because she helped raise her kids?! One of Tony’s friends came over a few weeks ago with his 4 year-old son and 2 month old daughter. He hadn’t wanted to bring them, because he was planning on playing D&D with the boys, but his wife wanted a break. The first thing he did was whine about having to “babysit” his kids when he had plans, completely indifferent to the fact that his wife was still healing from a traumatic birth that became an emergency C-section followed by multiple complications. No, Jimmy felt that it was ridiculous that she needed peace to sleep, because she had just been in the hospital and on bed rest for 7 weeks, and once he finished his rant he walked out towards the back patio where the guys were – but he left his son standing at my feet and his baby in my arms, where she was because I had wanted to see her.This dude seriously walked into my house and left me holding his offspring, assuming that my having a vagina meant that I would care for them while he played with the other boys. He didn’t ask where my kids were or if I had any plans, even though I was clearly dressed to go riding. Perhaps he thought that I wear those pants and boots for comfort around the house, and that the helmet in my hand was just in case I felt like being clumsy? The worst part is that when I marched his kids out to him and asked if he had planned for me to watch them, he was genuinely startled and embarrassed; it just hadn’t occurred to him that I – the wife of his friend – wasn’t going to drop everything to babysit his children.That’s why dads are, on average, less stressed than moms. Women do so much more when it comes to childcare and housekeeping, all while working outside the home. They don’t ever get to go off-duty, but men don’t even consider that they might not be entitled to relax when they’re tired.

Two different incidents, two very different doctors.1.) My ob/gyn assumed that I couldn't birth naturally. When I was pregnant with my oldest, my ob/gyn was VERY pushy with csections. He kept trying to convince me to just sign up for an elective planned csection. He used crude inappropriate rhetoric (e.g., “you'll stay tight down there"), discouraging me to have faith in my body (e.g., “you won't ‘need' a birth class because you'll probably need a csection anyway"), and downright bullying (e.g., “you think this cervical exam hurts that much?? How are you ever going to get through vaginal birth like you say you want?”). In the end, I stupidly felt so intimidated by his tactics that I stood up for myself on having a trial of labor but submitted to everything else. This consisted of: an unnecessary early induction, confinement to bed (movement, yoga balls, labor tub, etc for me, much to my chagrin), cascade of interventions, condescending scare tactic near the end, and me surrendering to a very potentially avoidable csection. (By the way, my csection was an awful, aloof, patient-unfriendly experience. I didn't get to even see my son until he was already washed and fully dressed, and I didn't get to hold him let alone try nursing him until the next morning; no medical reason for this separation at all; that's just “how they did it" 🙄)Apparently this doctor wrote “cephalopelvic disproportion” in my medical records as the top reason of 3 for my csection. At my 5-day postpartum checkup, he was unable to be there so his NP saw me instead. She assured me that if I had another child in the future, my repeat csection would be “much easier". I meekly replied that actually, I wanted to try a vbac in the future instead. She looked at my ob/gyn's notes on me and shot that idea down real quick. She told me that because he wrote that I had cephalopelvic disproportion, that I didn't have a pelvis built for vaginal childbirth.I tried to be a good sport about my csection and rugsweep my irritation at how badly I'd been screwed over with my labor & delivery experience. After all, I finally had a baby after years of infertility and miscarriages. That's what matters most. But over the next 3-4 years, I found myself reading more and more about vbacs, doctor-caused obstacles to achieving a natural birth, and myths about childbirth. I started thinking my doctor was wrong to tell me I wasn't capable of a vaginal birth. Almost 4 yrs after my csection, I became pregnant again and this time I switched practices to midwives and a more patient-friendly hospital. This time I stubbornly and very vocally made my vbac ambitions very well known. I succeeded at my vbac, naturally birthing that baby with no pain drugs at all all, despite her being almost 2 lbs bigger than my first baby, with a head circumference 2 inches bigger. Two years after that, I had another drug-free vbac to a baby the same size as my 2nd. So my doctor's assumptions of “cephalopelvic disproportion" and “needing" csections were very wrong for me.And by the way, he was also wrong when he assumptively implied that a natural birth would decrease a woman's “tightness".2.) The other incident is much worse, unfortunately very tragic, and had a very unhappy ending for my family…extending WAY beyond being simply “ticked off". It occurred when my mother's primary care physician assumed that my mom had nothing wrong with her when in fact she was actually dying of cancer. My mom had been complaining about symptoms for months. The doctor kept dismissing her symptoms and cries for help. She told my mom that it was all in my mom's head, that my mom needed a psychiatrist not a physician! During that time, my mom's health became progressively worse. She dropped weight rapidly due to being physically unable to eat. By the time anyone did anything about this and sent her to a hospital for actual care, it was too late. She was diagnosed with end stage stomach cancer and only lived for 5 days after her cancer diagnosis. She was only 50 years old, and my youngest siblings were still in middle school!I think my father should have sued but he did not, for several reasons, one being that he's not the suing type and no amount of lawsuit victories would bring back my mom. I, on the other hand, am admittedly a vengeful person. I wrote a nasty review about that doctor on a popular review website so everyone knows that I lost my mom due to this uncompassionate doctor's ignorance.

Counterintuitively yes. The reason is based on human stupidity, evil and immaturity.The one thing every ill person attacks is others’ ability to speak. Killing is punishable, but having someone who cannot talk back is beneficial for others. Simpy imagine if you could make any person unable to speak.Language is insufficient to describe situations uniquely and accurately, because it is symbolic and ambiguous. The more you speak, the more you become the ambassador of the ambiguity of language.An evil-intended, insecure squarehead will try to blame you for all the ambiguities of the world since you used language to refer to them. Essentially their problem and not yours. They are looking to shoot the messenger, and with language it just takes a bit longer until they find which ambiguity to shoot for.It is easy for someone to get you started on talking about pointless things. This makes you consume energy for no reason. The evil square head then makes the false conclusion that what you say is probably useless because you spoke about it for so long, and them listening in for so long is not them being useless.There is this societal belief that talking is an action but listening isn't. It goes under a moronic explanation of innocence like “Hey I am listening, I am not talking! I didn't make noise”. It is babies that can't shut their ears. But people use this pathetic excuse “I can't shut my ears. I am just a helpless baby”. Here is the reality: After 5 years old, everyone is responsible for what they sit to listen. But some still play the baby game where they selectively pretend they wanted and then they didn't want to listen, but they think that that is not their responsibility.It is easier to judge than to create the original statement. This is likely proven by the P=NP problem. Most people don’t realise that they can always find more faults when judging anything anyone says than the person who spoke. This doesn't make them more right. It is how communication works. People simply underappreciate the effort and courage of the person who nevertheless encountered the ambiguity and spoke. They are confused with how intelligence works. Society likes judges who live from others words, and blame them for them, by answering back with short words like “No”. Because that is SO INTELLIGENT. Those motherless people who cannot get enough of connecting the dots from others words and feel special from it, as if they are Zeus’ son. Goddess Hera gave birth to your knowledge, you bastard!Intelligence is not a power. It can give more power by multiplying an existing power. Intelligence is an exponent, but the real power is the base. Some people are mathematically confused. But it can also divide that power. And most people are afraid of division.Finally, some people think that another's intelligence works as if it follows this formula: Intelligence = Benefit / Number of words or Time spent. And so you can see how if the number of words or time spent is 0 (ie silence) , intelligence equals Infinity! Wow you are so intelligent! Wrong formula, douchebag! Intelligence doesn't work that way. For one, it also depends on the abilities of the listener.Sorry, you are confused.