Formula Fuckup
I was living by myself in an apartment in North San Diego county when I had my first son. After he was born I got a call from the apartment manager about a package in the office. I went to pick it up and found a case of formula. It was one of those "new mom" freebies that they send to everyone that delivers a child I suppose. They must have gotten my name from the hospital.
I carried the formula back to my apartment and placed it on the floor. The sight of it was like a knife in my gut. I don't remember what I did with it, but I will never forget it. My breasts full of milk, my living room full of formula, all to feed a baby that would never be there.
I carried the formula back to my apartment and placed it on the floor. The sight of it was like a knife in my gut. I don't remember what I did with it, but I will never forget it. My breasts full of milk, my living room full of formula, all to feed a baby that would never be there.
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posted by Sam at
11:50 PM
7 Comments:
Ouch, mang. And I thought it was bad finding out my hooters were useless to my kid and having to hold my sick, screaming baby with gigantic, rock-hard, not-so-fun-bags o'pain. That's a really sad mental image :(
That said, knowing you, I'm kinda surprised you didn't end up breast- AND bottle-feeding stray puppies from the pound or something :p
That would completely suck! You would think they'd check their information.
I love the post below with the dogs lol that would be me...walking all over tarnation to keep them safe.
That sucks. Plain and simple.
HUGS
even when was gonna nurse my kiddos... it is just a fucking insult to receive a multitude of those packages. My breasts did an excellent job, never needed some powder. thank you
how the hell do these companies even get our information I would like to know... pure invasion of privacy!!
and love and hugs to you Sam..
{{SAM}}
*hugs*
.... i called... tag... you're it.
I was on some email situation about pregnancy - you know, every week it would email me about something I might be experiencing or whatever. Well, genius, once you're at your due date they immediately shift you over to "New Mommy!" updates. Damed if I could not get off that mailer!!!
I so know what you mean about the ugly reminders. Ugh.
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