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Absolutely. Mostly because I don’t consume much entertainment. Movies and TV really shape how people think.
Absolutely. Mostly because I don’t consume much entertainment. Movies and TV really shape how people think.
Exactly. The title of this piece is infuriating. I mean… one out of four men might not be a majority, but it means that in a full elevator, at least one or two men are essentially willing to rape.
Just so you know, these guys are invasive and do their best to kill native species of birds.
This warms the cockles of my cold, dead heart.
Because when it comes to survival until procreation, you don’t need more than two sets.
Harmonica or accordion.
When I stared into my husband’s eyes as he calculated the consequences of beating me in front of our 2yo.
Followed closely by being ordered by a judge to allow him at the birth of my second child that he had claimed wasn’t his fifteen minutes previously.
Everyone told me I was like my dad.
Starting the horse and dog rehab farm I used to dream of. It was taking horses and dogs that need rehab, and teaching people from a rehab program therapy animal training and animal care.
No… chocolate coating is usually referred to as “dipped.” Triple chocolate cookies are usually (but not always) chocolate dough with chocolate and white chocolate chips.
I would assume double chocolate means chocolate dough and chocolate chips. Double in essence, not in quantity. And 40% is referring to how many chocolate chips are in the dough.
My dad is arguably not the best dad in many ways, but he taught me a solid work ethic, and most importantly, called 911 when I was attacked by my husband. The best thing a dad can do is teach his daughter how she should be treated by men.
Just say “go ahead” or “please don’t.”
100% accurate.
Once they become teens, the joy is in seeing them realize how much they don’t yet know. It happens rarely, so make sure to document it.
Nothing is more entertaining than being a parent.
There is also nothing to explain the disassociative feeling of having them kidsplain to you things that you taught them, or were actually there for. It’s like, dude, you didn’t know how to wipe your own bum until I taught you. I think I have a handle on 9/11, liberal vs. conservative politics, the Cold War, collapse of the Soviet Union, or how to drive/ shop for groceries/ pay taxes/ vote/feed my dog/apply a bandaid, or whatever thing you think just came into existence because you learned it.
Definitely reframe your thinking. Baby didn’t do anything strategically. He is in an alien world, inundated with new experiences. None of this was his choice.
He isn’t doing anything TO you. You did it all to him. And while I figure you’re kind of joking with that, those words get into your subconscious and breed resentment, even if you think it’s not affecting how you interact with the baby.
That said, what is your support system? Do you have family or friends who could spot you for a few hours to give you and your wife a nice dinner out or something? Don’t be ashamed to ask for help. No one should isolate themselves when caring for a tiny human.
As a parent of teens, I’d be super happy to step in and clean some bottles, clean up a poopy baby, and rock them while they cry. These are all skills I developed that I no longer get to use. It would be nice to feel like maybe I have something useful to offer, because teens definitely make you feel like you don’t.