Since the visit to my family began, I’ve been inundated with a steady stream of advice. Most of this has come from my mother, with the occasional contribution from my father (who has much less to say, despite having raised more than twice the number of children). This advice has included:
-When on a plane, a pillow should be held in front of your belly at all times. It’s like an airbag.
-Don’t lift things. Anything. That pillow is too heavy.
-Don’t eat chips. They’ll cause birth defects.
-Home births are unsafe. You need to go to the hospital the second your water breaks, or else you will become infected.
-Are you sure I can’t be present at the birth? Are you sure? Lots of people have their parents present.
-Your child is always a child.
Articles that my mother has clipped from papers and saved for me to read.
Perhaps most persistently, however, she has been questioning me about whether we plan to breastfeed or formula feed Bingo. I’ve refused to answer. Continue reading