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Sorry if this isn't the right place to ask, but I figure dog trainers probably know a decent bit about dogs!

In laws have rescued a dog. He might not be staying with us (household has five kids young kids, four cats, and another dog & 7 adults/older teens). We're trying to figure out if he can stay. He seems friendly, just insane.

My MIL took him to a pet shop on his collar (she'd just picked him up) and he was pulling something awful. A girl in the store let her know he'd do better on a harness, but to "watch out" for ones that damage bone structure.

None of us have ever heard that before. My in laws have always had dogs with good recall and they rarely walked on leash, and definitely never wore a harness.

The dog is is a french bulldog/pittie looking thing. Stocky.

I am not a reborn girlie, but my SIL is and really, really wants a toddler. Her parents have always said no because they're expensive, but for her 16th they got her a baby. She absolutely adores her.

Anyway, she's 18 in April and is getting a new one. We're planning on surprising her. We know what she wants, but it's really hard to find a decently sized toddler.

All the toddlers we're finding are like, 9-12mo. To her that's not a toddler, it's a baby. She wants a doll who wears 18mo+ and we can't find one anywhere.

When they get bigger they lose all the chunky toddler-ness of them. She likes the size of Liam but doesn't like his face. Taking all recs!

I will be running them by her very secretly. She has a wish list of sculpts on docs and I send her dolls I find regularly. I'll be sending her links and then checking docs to see if she adds them to her list lol.

We take morning walks now that we're in a more walkable area and it does wonders for us all. I usually feed my baby in the park because I find it helps him eat more (I have no idea why, but I swear it works).

So my SIL was running around with her friend and my two older boys. My MIL and I had the three babies on the bench. There was another mom in tue park with her toddler, who the girls were also playing with.

My MIL had to go grab something and the other mom approached me. It was great at first. We were talking about mom shit, you know?

And my baby finally woke from his grouchy nap and I fed him. He was in a carrier, and you really couldn't see anything. She asked how old he is, I said 9mo.

She kind of nodded and was all "I don't want to be rude, but it's really beneficial to start switching to formula around six months. They don't need to nurse and it helps them be independent."

He is nine months old!! He doesn't need to be independent??

Her daughter fell over and she ran off to console and she didn't speak to me again, but we're home now and I still feel so weird about it.

I don't know why? I definitely feel like I'm overreacting. But it felt so rude of her to insist my baby needs to be independent. But maybe thats because people accuse me of coddling the other two?

I don't even know.

ETA; I know she's wrong. I breastfed my older for years & am still nursing my middle. I don't know why it upset me which is why I think I'm overreacting haha.

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Almost serious post. I've spoken to him about it already, he's fine with me posting here. He wants advice and thoughts and I'm curious. Love him regardless!

My husband and I got together at age thirteen and had a baby when we were fifteen. Our son is nearly nine and we're twenty four. My sister in law is transgender.

My husband has always been really feminine. He wears my clothes all the time. I call him my wife jokingly. I'm bi, and have bi friends, and they are general man haters and often say about how I should experience kissing a woman at least once. I always say I have kissed a woman, because my husband is basically a woman. He gets very giggly and happy when I do.

It's been a thing for a long time between us. His parents refer to him and his sisters as their daughters accidentally. Our son (autistic) was categorising people by gender in therapy and put his dad in the group of women. Just little things like that; they make him happy.

Anyway, the situation which unravelled my thread of thoughts. Hub has strep and had to go get antibiotics. He was masked and didn't speak, because his throat is raw, and went to pick up our meds (hos antibiotics, both our regular meds). He was wearing my sweater.

He had a note that basically said "Hi, I have strep, I can't talk. I need XYZ. Thank you!"

Pharmacist had him sit and wait while they organised things. When she was ready she called him up by using my name. She said she hoped he felt better soon.

He came home and he was so excited because she thought he was me, a woman. I jokingly told him he was giving egg. He agreed and then I asked if I could post about it on reddit.

He isn't unhappy as a man. He's hot and sexy and he knows it. He's a flirt and loves showing off shirtless when it's warm enough. But he also likes everything feminine, clearly.

So. Thoughts? Ideas?

Hello.

For some much needed context, my oldest son has severe ADHD & level two autism. We used to live extremely rurally and the only school in our area was not able to meet his needs and I had very serious concerns he was going to die.

He is a runner and aggressive eloper (he can't be around windows unsupervised because he will climb out). He can scale a six foot fence in seconds and the only aid they had was an older woman who was in charge of all SPED kids. They didn't have the option of a 1-1 for him, and he could pnly be referred to a school out of district after they'd assessed his behaviour. I didn't want to risk his safety in order to complete that assessment.

Anyway, we've now moved into a much better area with amazing schools. We are going to be enrolling him. The school is placing him in gen ed in a class with a sped aid.

Once they've assessed him he may be eligible for a 1-1. This particular school doesn't believe in seperating the sped children from gen ed unless they pose a risk to classmates, which I don't believe my son will, so he will probably stay in gen ed.

We've been doing lots of talking about school, and listening to teachers, and behaving, but I don't know if this is enough. I am also still extremely scared he's going to escape and get injured.

He can put his own coat on (he will refuse, but he can) and he has velcro shoes. We've practised eating lunch even though I know he won't eat at school. What else can I do?

And does anyone have tips for preparing myself? I know I'm going to be a mess haha.

We just moved. My husband has some strain of the flu, probably from the stress of the moving. We need to set up doctors appointments and visits and etc because we have medically complex kids. Can't put it off.

Drove down to get my family signed up and make sure all info is correct.

I get there and we start. I let them (receptionists) know I'm doing my husbands too. They say okay, ask where he is. I say he's home sick. They made a joke about kids being dumped on grandma. I say no, they're with their dad.

White faced shock. All of them. "But he's sick!" He has the sniffles. They'll be fine for two hours.

These two women just keep going on about his he must feel so ill and they should help me through my forms so I can go home and he can rest.

And I absolutely wanted to do that, don't get me wrong. Being sick with all three of them, alone, sucks. But who the hell do they think is home sick with kids constantly?? Me!! He can handle two damn hours.

Maybe my period is due. Just got so damn pissed. Who do they think they are?? Ugh. Let men take the brunt of childcare for one damn day.

I've been having a hell of a time lately. We're moving, my trauma is resurfacing aggressively. My fuse is shorter than usual and I know I fucked up but god.

His OT has been working on structure with us for a few months. He's terrible at it. But we're trying. Basic things. He's very dependant because he can't be trusted unsupervised, so we're trying to get him used to things like bathing unaided even if he's supervised. Serving his own food and being careful of hot pans. Warning him that if he jumps on the couch and falls it'll hurt, but not physically moving him.

He hasn't been hurt falling yet, so that one just feels like we're giving him permission to jump on everything.

In the OTs words, if it won't hospitalise him we need to let him get hurt. Actions have consequences and I can't baby him forever. It sucks! He's upset all the time. But we're remaining strong.

Anyway. Whatever. We're having potty troubles at the minute. He had an accident, and part of the therapy is being hands off. He needed to get himself changed.

He refused. Got angry, started to cry. I did the breathing with him, tried to calm him down. He got more worked up and started pacing. He turned around and slammed his head into the kitchen counter as hard as he could.

He blacked out for a second. Stopped crying, slumped, but he was awake again by the time I got to him. He didn't even fall. Just stumbled.

Freaked the fuck out of me. Urgent care said he's fine. Probably shocked him unconscious but no further concerns.

I feel like this OT is wrong about him, but I'm always accused of being confrontational with medical professionals, so we're leaving it. Switching once we've moved anyway.

I emailed her about it. She said self harming behaviours were normal when boundaries are being set. Continue, watch him closer.

I'm just angry. I can't watch him any closer! He has never been like this. I'm so stressed already the idea that I'm fucking my kid up too is destroying me.

I am hoping to prosecute my step father for repeatedly raping and sexually abusing me. My daughter was a product of that rape, and was adopted without my consent.

I do not know her parents and the one lead I had is dead. Nowhere to go with it. We live in Maine.

I need my daughters DNA to prove the abuse. My step father was a cop and all reports I made weren't filed properly. If I try and take him to court now, it's him vs me and no one will pick my side. I haven't spoken to my family in a decade.

Thank you.

Hello. I apologise if this post is long, I'm all messed up at the minute and this is something that's been ricocheting around in my brain. I haven't done much of my own research admittedly, it's just very overwhelming. TLDR at the end. I rambled.

Location: Maine

My step father was a police officer in our very small town (one of five officers) and was never prosecuted for anything. Everything was brushed under the rug repeatedly.

He sexually abused me from the ages of five to fourteen, which led to two pregnancies. My first I aborted forcefully through threats when I was thirteen. My second I refused. He bluffed on his threats. Then when my daughter was born I was sedated for a cesarean. I never saw her. She was cut out of me and adopted by a couple I don't even know the names of. I was thirteen at pregnancy & fourteen at birth.

My mom and stepfather signed off on the adoption. I never got a say. Everyone involved, including thr nurses, doctors and adoptive parents, knew exactly what had happened to me and covered it up. Like I said, he was a cop.

After my daughter was taken I lost my mind. Became extremely sexually active with my boyfriend, now husband, and became pregnant again. Had my son at fifteen. His family fought tooth and nail for me. They reported my family to CPS repeatedly over and over.

When my son was a few months old my parents locked us in my bedroom and refused to let us leave. In their own words, they would let my son starve before they let people see him. My father in law kicked my door down. The video footage he took led to me finally being removed, but my parents didn't recieve any consequence.

I was told by my social worker I'd be "back with them in a week". I assume they didn't want me back, which makes sense for them. I have not seen him since (except in passing when he was working).

Anyway, I aged out of foster care, got married, got therapy, continued my family. I now have three sons.

A few months ago my mom contacted me and told me she wanted to reconcile.

My step brother abused me also, but never very aggressively. He was my baby brother so I "let" him. Daddy was never interested in my sisters, but I worried my brother would be. He was never very regular or aggressive. His dad showed him a lot of porn at a young age and I thought he was just experimenting.

Unfortunately I was wrong. My mom told me they lost custody of all of their kids. They moved to a different town, where the school noticed a plethora of red flags. My brother had been abusing all of our siblings regularly. Dad never did, apparently, which I do believe.

He used to beat my brother when he'd ask about our sister because he found incest disgusting. I wasn't his bio kid so it didn't count obviously.

Anyway, my mom wanted into my life, yada yada. My brother is in prison. My step father isn't. She claims they seperated, but she can never stay away, so I severed the contact. My step father is no longer a cop.

Sorry for the long ass post. I feel like I rambled really bad.

I just want to know if I became brave enough, if I could prosecute him in any way. I know statue of limitations is six years, but I did report it as a minor. His friends just ignored me. The only proof I have is my daughter, who I don't have any contact with. I don't know how I'd go about having that legal situation remedied.

I don't want to rip her from her family, even if I think they should all rot in hell. She doesn't deserve the trauma. I want to know her and for them to have to face me and what they did. Admit to the courts they knew a minor was being raped and ignored it so they could buy my baby.

I'm currently twenty four, and it has been at least ten years since he touched me. After my daughter I became erratic and was often not at home.

TL;DR: My step father raped me from ages 5-14, which led to two pregnancies. One aborted and one adopted against my will. He was a cop and everything was brushed under the rug. He is no longer a cop and I'd like to prosecute him if statue of limitations allows.

Does anyone have any advice at all? I don't know what I'm looking for exactly.

I've made a few posts about my husbands cousins baby. Basically, she had a cryptic pregnancy, wanted my husband and I to adopt the baby, but we can't, so he's been living with my in laws (babies great aunt & uncle). He's 3mo, she wants nothing to do with him, and with the info some people gave me my FIL was able to figure out the legal shit and get everything processing.

It's official; he's going to be adopted. My husband feels strangely about having a baby brother younger than all of our kids but whatever lol.

Now, the name. Legally his name is his bio grandfathers name (FILs brother). However they've been calling him "Baby Lastname" exclusively because no one actually likes the man he was named after.

(Technically they've been calling him a shortened version of their last name. Think like, "Anderson" into "Andy").

In laws had a theme for their kids. They want to keep the tradition so he doesn't feel othered in the family.

Bio mom of the baby doesn't care. She wasn't the one to name the baby in the first place. She was calling him Blaze for a while but that has never actually been his name.

I feel like this is a situation where changing his name would be fine?

I feel very strangely being on the adoptive family side of the process and it's making me second guess everything lol.

Hi!

Trying to go diaper free in the car to stop potty training confusion. The main reason I haven't yet is because I don't want him to ride in a wet seat for however many hours.

I know I can't put anything on the seat and the seats aren't supposed to even get wet as far as I'm aware. We don't have carsear replacement money.

Any ideas?

He has a Chicco MyFit, forward facing, still in a five point harness. Seat is brand new (three weeks old) and I really don't want to ruin it any time soon lol.

He does have a Graco Extend2Fit in my MILs car if there are options for that one.

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I'm reeling. I don't really know how to feel and figured you guys wouldn't mind helping (love you!)

My daughter was placed for adoption when I was 15 against my will. Lot's of trauma and suffering.

We currently live in a little town with subpar everything and we are moving to the closest big town for the betterment of us all.

I've been on the towns facebook group trying to locate best pediatricians office/schools/therapists/workplaces/OBs etc. I made a post about my sons needs and was asking for recommended therapists offices.

I mentioned the town we currently live in and a girl commented on the post asking if I was in the local hospital having a baby in Sept 2016. I was, that was when I had my daughter. I confirmed, she reintroduced herself, and we were next to each other on the ward as two teen moms. She said she never saw me in the moms room. I explained that my daughter was adopted and I went straight home.

Then this morning I woke up to a DM from a woman who's been really helpful. Her niece has a lot of the same issues as my kids and she's been great. She told me she thinks her niece is my daughter. Wtf wtf wtf.

Their birthdays are the same, they live only a few hours away from the hospital she was born in, and her nieces bio mom was a teen. Plus the fact that she is apmost identical to my son developmentally and behaviourally.

Some things don't line up but only things that could be easily lied about. Ie, the adoptive parents told everyone bio mom was an addict and didn't know the father. I have never been on drugs and my daughters APs absolutely do know her father. They just chose no contact because he's a pedophile.

APs also told family their daughter is part Mexican. I'm Colombian, but so light I'm basically white, so idk where they got that from. I don't know if my fathers genes came out strong in my kids bc my husband is Mexican so we always attribute their color to him.

Her APs have never once tried to contact me. They were complicit in the abuse I faced because it benefitted them. I know they aren't going to want contact. The lady on Facebook (aunt) knows it too, she just wanted to let me know that she was cared for if it was her.

She won't tell me her nieces name, so I can confirm, which I respect, but we're moving into the area they're living in. I spoke with this woman so much because the school her niece attends is only 20min from our new home.

I just got done talking to her and I feel like I'm on mars or something. What do I even do about this??

I told my MIL who said it could be a coincidence. I'll talk to my husband when he's home. I just. Ugh. I wish she hadn't messaged me. My kid might end up in the same group speech class as his sister. Wtf.

I know a bigger town means more people, so the chance of running into them is slim, but what if I do? I don't want to recognise her unless I can be with her. That might kill me.

Idk what the point of this post is. I feel the grief all over again.

I'm reeling. I don't really know how to feel and figured you guys wouldn't mind helping (love you!)

My daughter was placed for adoption when I was 15 against my will. Lot's of trauma and suffering.

We currently live in a little town with subpar everything and we are moving to the closest big town for the betterment of us all.

I've been on the towns facebook group trying to locate best pediatricians office/schools/therapists/workplaces/OBs etc. I made a post about my sons needs and was asking for recommended therapists offices.

I mentioned the town we currently live in and a girl commented on the post asking if I was in the local hospital having a baby in Sept 2016. I was, that was when I had my daughter. I confirmed, she reintroduced herself, and we were next to each other on the ward as two teen moms. She said she never saw me in the moms room. I explained that my daughter was adopted and I went straight home.

Then this morning I woke up to a DM from a woman who's been really helpful. Her niece has a lot of the same issues as my kids and she's been great. She told me she thinks her niece is my daughter. Wtf wtf wtf.

Their birthdays are the same, they live only a few hours away from the hospital she was born in, and her nieces bio mom was a teen. Plus the fact that she is apmost identical to my son developmentally and behaviourally.

Some things don't line up but only things that could be easily lied about. Ie, the adoptive parents told everyone bio mom was an addict and didn't know the father. I have never been on drugs and my daughters APs absolutely do know her father. They just chose no contact because he's a pedophile.

APs also told family their daughter is part Mexican. I'm Colombian, but so light I'm basically white, so idk where they got that from. I don't know if my fathers genes came out strong in my kids bc my husband is Mexican so we always attribute their color to him.

Her APs have never once tried to contact me. They were complicit in the abuse I faced because it benefitted them. I know they aren't going to want contact. The lady on Facebook (aunt) knows it too, she just wanted to let me know that she was cared for if it was her.

She won't tell me her nieces name, so I can confirm, which I respect, but we're moving into the area they're living in. I spoke with this woman so much because the school her niece attends is only 20min from our new home.

I just got done talking to her and I feel like I'm on mars or something. What do I even do about this??

I told my MIL who said it could be a coincidence. I'll talk to my husband when he's home. I just. Ugh. I wish she hadn't messaged me. My kid might end up in the same group speech class as his sister. Wtf.

I know a bigger town means more people, so the chance of running into them is slim, but what if I do? I don't want to recognise her unless I can be with her. That might kill me.

Idk what the point of this post is. I feel the grief all over again.

Hi!

My 8yo is really into barbies at the minute. Has the dreamhouse and everything. He's also autistic and has a very specific way of playing; ie, he has "his" barbie family, and no other doll is allowed to enter his family. Sometimes he will accept a chelsea sized doll, but it's unlikely.

He does, however, love having animals and accessories.

He has used some Schleich (spelling?) sets as their pets, but gets upset when the sizes aren't accurate, so atm it's cats and rabbits with accessories from other sets he's discarded.

He loves getting new toys and clothes for his barbies, but we buy him entire sets and he strips Barbie of her wordly possessions and she ends up in the toy box naked and abandoned.

I was just wondering if anyone had any recs for barbie accessories and pets. Clothes we have plenty of.

Doesn't have to be barbie branded, just size accurate because he's very particular. Thank you!

I have three kids, my middle has severe medical needs. We recently had to pull a three month stint a few hours away in a childrens hospital. My husband couldn't work and we pushed ourselves into several thousands of dollars of debt.

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During this period, my husbands cousin had a cryptic pregnancy. My in laws are legally seeking custody as cousin has abandoned baby at their place. Refusing to sign him over to them but, you know. So they're doing that. It's going well.

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My husbands sister's best friend is emancipated now. She's left her foster home with her baby, and moved in. Except my in laws house is now overfull.

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I've basically been living there because I always need help. We have to keep driving into the city for hospital appointments.

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My in laws are selling their house because they need a bigger one desperately. They spoke to us about moving with them. We lived with them for a long while, and are always staying over. It makes sense.

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Our biggest concern is my husband being able to find work. FIL too. But they're looking at houses and I just got pictures of a place. They're viewing it tomorrow and it ticks all their boxes. If it's as good in person it's probably what they'll end up going for.

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It's a beautiful house. And we aren't paying to live with them. They want us to focus on paying off the debt. It's just so scary.

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I've never lived in the city. I've always been a small town girl. But there's so many benefits. I can probably get my son into a school that will actually care for him. Hospital will be so much closer. Better medical in general. I won't have to spend every outing fearing that I'll run into my family. But this is the only home I've ever known?

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I haven't really been packing. We're just going to bring our trailer, so I don't really have much to pack. But I should tidy it, probably, and figure out where I'm putting our stored stuff. Figure out where the hell I put the bungee cord so I can tie all the chairs to the table.

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This feels surreal to me. It's been, like, a week. What the fuuuck.

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Ranting.

A friend of mine asked to hang out. I have really fallen into this trap of isolation the last few months so I said yes immediately. We met up at her place and our kids are playing. Mine are 8, 3 & 7mo (5mo corrected). Hers are 5, 4, 2 & 10mo (ish).

3yo needed his diaper changing. I put baby back into his carseat and he started fussing. He's in his clingy era, he cries at everything. I told him I'd be back in a minute and changed the toddler.

My friend was breastfeeding at the time and when she came back looked kind of uncomfortable. She said if I'd waited for a minute she could have held the baby and he wouldn't have had to cry.

I said I wasn't going to leave my kid in a dirty diaper. Baby was fine, he just didn't want to be put down.

Anyway, we finish hanging out, go home. She text me and told me it's not fair on the baby to leave him to cry. Babies aren't "emotionally clean" (whatever that means?) and ignoring their needs regularly traumatises them in the long run. Sent it with some link to a cortisol study.

I thanked her, explained that he was fine and cared for, but omg. Why do people expect us to be able to do a million things? Sure, if I'm baby wearing, I will keep him on me. But I need to do shit.

This isn't the first time this has happened and like, man, I have gotta look after everyone. Not just the baby. I can't cook while baby wearing. I don't want to poop with a baby on my chest. I don't want to change diapers with him in the way.

I am so tired of having to be perfect. Moms are not robots. Babies are not going to develop PTSD because they have to sit in a comfortable seat for five minutes.

Rant over. Thank you.

Please bare with me. So much is happening in this family. I'm trying to include all info without making the post too long.

My husbands cousin (17yo) had a cryptic pregnancy and gave birth three months ago. She decided she wanted nothing to do with the baby, and neither do her parents (far too old). Babies father was informed and his family cut all contact and want nothing to do with the baby.

At the time my husband and I were out of town because our toddler was staying in hospital long term. Hubs aunt called us and informed us that cousin decided she wanted us to take the baby. I made a post on it a few months back, can see if you need.

During this time the baby was with my in laws, because cousin didn't want to see him. She maintained that she did not want him to be adopted by my in laws and demanded he come to us. She has a lot of trauma adjacent to her parents being older and having an age gap with her siblings which we think fuelled her choice.

We decided to reject the offer. We don't have the space, money or resources for a fourth child, especially not with our middle suddenly developing such complex medical issues.

I was upset that he'd end up going to strangers, but accepted that it was what it was. Cousin was put into contact with an adoption agency and started looking for parents.

Except she hated them all. She interviewed at least ten couples. It got to the point where she started making really strange requests. Family need to like cats, so baby can always have a pet. Family needs a pool so he can swim. Family needs to have at least one son one daughter so he has siblings. Etc etc. None of these things apply to me or my husband, so I do think she was doing it to be difficult.

Eventually she decided she didn't want him adopted by strangers. As far as we're aware she kind of ghosted their social worker. Baby went home for a weekend but was returned to my MIL at 3am because he "wouldn't stop crying".

Hevwas unwashed, hungry and had diaper rash. Still wearing the onesie she'd sent him home in.

It's been two months and she hasn't seen her son since. She's back to being her teen self. She is still asking me and my husband to take him.

We have no idea what to do. Clearly she doesn't want him going to strangers. She doesn't want him to go to my in laws, or any other family member, but we seriously can not take on this baby. We wouldn't even be approved for adoption.

The genuine only option we currently have, that will make her happy and keep baby safe, is for me and my husband to move back in with my in laws and adopt the baby. But, as much as I adore him, I do not want a fourth child. I just got done having a breakdown over how much I do not want another one.

My MIL has so much on her plate. She's looking after this baby she has no claim to. She's got two daughters at home. One has a best friend who just had a baby with DS, who has all but moved in, so she's looking after that baby too.

The constant anxiety of what if someone calls the police is high in the air. She couldn't be charged for kidnapping, because there is proof of contact from bio mom, but an ordeal like that is still terrifying to think about.

I feel like the only option we have is to call CPS. But I was in foster care and I know how vile it can be. Baby is brown and it's no secret that we are treated worse than white kids. We lose contact with him, who knows where he'll end up?

I'm so stuck. This entire situation is awful. The kids are noticing it and everyone is constantly on edge.

If anyone has any advice at all I'd greatly appreciate it.

I hope this is okay to post here. I know it's not directly related to being a mom but I feel like support here is always amazing.

I was pregnant, miscarried, yada yada. I would have had to terminate anyway so I'm not as upset as I probably should be. I'm just glad I don't have to terminate.

I'm so confused and angry.

My last three pregnancies before this one were all conceived with birth control (2x IUD, 1x implant). My husband has his vasectomy scheduled so we've been using condoms but I hate those fuckers so we've been having sex so rarely. Like, maybe four times since we've had our youngest (in Nov).

I know when baby was conceived. No, my husband isn't fucking me in my sleep. We bedshare with the toddler and his dad breathing too hard wakes him up. No way we'd be able to do anything.

The condom wasn't expired. I checked the box. We definitely used one. The chance of it breaking is so fucking slim, and I definitely didn't feel anything.

Why is this my life? Why can't I just stay not-pregnant? Why won't his vasectomy come sooner? Why doesn't birth control work for my body?

I'm so tired. My body is exhausted. I feel like a walking corpse and I'm twenty four. I've been pregnant twelve fucking times. When does it end?

No one else lives like this. I'm so goddamn tired. I'm gonna have to be celibate forever but knowing my fuckin luck I'd end up carrying baby jesus 2.0

I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm posting this really. Looking for someone who gets it, I guess?

My MIL has a baby and she's too busy to run around looking after me. My closest friend isn't speaking to me. I feel so tired and so alone and I just want to scream into the void.