I had to run out for milk last night, and I had talk radio on the dial. The DJ was interviewing a police officer in some beach town who was trying to justify a practice they have of approaching parents while they diapers their children, apply sunscreen, or watch their wet children play on shore and ask the parents if they are receiving some sort of sexual “kick” out of it.

What?

I should say here that I didn’t listen very long, for the 7-11 is 2 minutes away and I was really, really angry about it. I couldn’t have listened for too long. I wish now I had caught the whole thing.

What I did catch was this man stating that most molestation occurs by a family member, and that parents who weren’t getting a “kick” were asked to just bear with them while they did their job. This guy was dead serious. He seems to actually think it’s OK to walk around accusing every parent he sees of child molestation. What about breastfeeding mothers? Does he ask them the same question? Does he think that is sexual, too?

I honestly don’t know what to say about this. I am blown away. I can’t imagine that this is in any way legal. It is certainly disrespectful. I would think they are leaving themselves wide open for some nasty lawsuits. I imagine I would punch someone in the face who asked me that question. I would also be fairly skeptical of anyone who spent an entire day following around mothers with children whose diapers were off, or who were getting rubbed with lotion, and then spent several minutes asking them sexually suggestive question. Maybe these people have the problem.

I’ve been searching online all morning trying to find something about this, but I have come up dry so far. I will post the first link I can find.

My daughter is beautiful. We had another ultrasound today. We actually could relax through this one, since no one was looking for genetic defects. For the first time in a while, a doctor told us that everything was fine. She used the word perfect. I love that word.

They gave us lots of pictures. We have profile shots, full-frontal nudity shots, pictures of her feet, blah blah blah….

She looks like T, I think.

Turns out that my placenta is in the front of my uterus, which from your angle puts it right behind my belly button. That explains why I’m sticking out so far already and why I can only feel her kick on my sides.

I, of course, can’t sleep, can’t get my nose to stop bleeding, can’t walk very fast or far, can’t stop eating watermelon, can no longer see certain body parts that I think I should be able to check up on at a moments notice, have outgrow every bra I own, need to take 18 showers a day, am getting larger even though I have lost weight, am getting seriously annoyed by my over-protective dog, and am in general a big fat bore to be around.

But the baby’s fine, and so I am happy.

I changed my party from independent to democratic for the last election. I am switching back. I am sick and tired to the democrats. I have no love for the republican party, but at least they stick to their guns. I can respect that.

No wonder there are such partisan issues. Democrats, once again, show themselves to be sissies. Perhaps we’d get more respect if we actually fought for something. No one respects rolling over and dying. Especially not me.

I hit 20 weeks today. Woo hoo!!! All I have to do is get through all of this one more time!

Interesting fact….
My daughters’ uterus finishes forming this week. Right now, her ovaries have 6,000 eggs in them. That’s right, 6,000. That’s 6 times as many as she will have at birth.

I’m just not ready for her to have any yet.

I imagine I’ll spend a few days putting up some pictures I like. I’ll start with these.