2024.05.14 13:00 eyes2read Managed to finish the baby blanket before she arrived!
Hi everyone, submitted by eyes2read to knitting [link] [comments] I started this after my maternity leave started and was not sure whether I can make it in time. But luckily with a chunky yarn and nr 9 needles it grew rather fast and was done 1 week before the baby was born. đŁ Here is the pattern https://ravel.me/strawberries-in-brioche Which I somehow managed to follow (haha I'm really bad at following instructions đ have the same problem with cooking from a recipe). I had chosen a super fluffy chunky Alpaca yarn (Drops Wish nr 14 and 15) before I picked this pattern. The end result is super warm and fluffy too. It is quite big because I panicked midway and added 4 extra ball of yarn đ so the baby can use it next winter as well. Blocking was a bit of a challenge though so it's not perfectly square. I'm happy with the end result though. I love knitting brioche and brioche stitch with a fluffy yarn is a match made in heaven! |
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2024.05.14 10:36 TheCradledDM Athos 36: The Other Side
be me; ex LizarDM
be also me; Adonis Valintellis (Tiefling Paladin), Thalia Milakos (Human Ranger) and Zaahir Kehmet (Earth Genasi Wizard)
the soldier stifled a yawn as he patrolled the sandy beaches of Kalikos
clouds hid the island from the moonâs spectral glow, casting the land into darkness and turning the often silver seas black as coal
his shift had been a long one and just as boring as expected
where once his mind had been sharp and alert, it now lingered on thoughts of a cold drink and a warm bed
his eyes scanned the shore superficially, passing over the same stones and grassy knolls heâd seen a hundred times before
on any other night, he may have noticed the discrepancies in the shoreline
the new rock that appeared almost boat-like on second glance
but alas, his mind was a thousand miles away, and the javelin hit him without warning
the soldier collapsed to his knees, gasping for air like a fish on land
his armour had spared him from the worst of the damage, but the javelin had done its job
stunned and winded, he was rendered defenceless against the four figures that emerged from the darkness
a thought crossed his mind to sound the alarm; but his limbs refused to move and his lungs pleaded for breath
one member of the pack split from the rest. A stout dwarf with a full beard and a grim expression
they approached the helpless man, drawing a sharply curved short sword from their belt
the soldier tried to move
tried to yell
but the dwarf closed the distance between them and cut his throat, putting a violent end to his struggles
wiping the blood clean from his weapon, Oryk hauled the body behind cover before jogging to catch up with his companions
the Order of the Twins moved like shadows in the night. Their passage muffled by the spells woven about their feet
that said, their infiltration still proved easier than expected
skirting the edges of the island, the party avoided common paths and watchful eyes; slipping between gaps in the meagre defences they encountered
their route took them just below the peak of the island; where a lavish home stared out across the ocean
in the distance, tiny twinkling lights just barely outlined the Athosi mainland
the house itself was lit up like a beacon in the night, and roaming globules of fire identified the few guards on rotation. Six or seven at most
less than a third of what they had anticipated
counting their blessings, the small band of adventurers navigated the narrow pathways around the house and approached the islandâs southern side, where a lonely dirt road wound its way towards a grove of trees
they moved swiftly and silently through the long grass that grew on either side, but they neednât have bothered
the road was unguarded, and the entrance to the grove lay bare
âthis is too easy,â Cyrene whispered; fidgeting nervously with an iron band around her wrist. âWhere are the rest of the guards?â
she, like the rest of her companions, had a dishevelled look to her appearance
a thinness to her features that implied more than a couple missed meals
Oryk shot her a stern look, and the half orc immediately shut her mouth
turning his gaze to the two half elves to his rear, he was answered with obedient silence
Maia had always been thin, but now she was practically gaunt
her eyes carried a weight, and an ugly scar split her lip on the left side
Iris, her sister, had once identified herself with long curly hair
now, it was cut short, and crudely so. As if done with an altogether uncaring hand
both twins wore the same iron band as Cyrene around their left wrist
a thin piece of metal that coiled around their limb like a snake
with a commanding wave of his hand, Oryk led the party through the groveâs northern entrance and into the trees beyond
moving like ghosts between the thin trunks and shallow underbrush, the group made good progress before they heard the sudden snap of a twig in the darkness
Oryk raised a fist and the advance came to an abrupt stop, scanning their surroundings with tense expressions
a series of soft whispers drifted between the trees, accompanied by the rustling of leaves and groaning of branches
the dwarven fighter drew his sica and his companions complied, unsheathing their weapons in response
they began to spot lithe, feminine figures peering out at them from behind the trees. Staring at the strangers with bright, emerald eyes
the women had skin like mottled bark, and hair that plumed about them like foliage
âdryads,â Cyrene declared, lowering her rhomphaia with the faintest hint of relief
Iris and Maia exchanged a look before lowering their own weapons, albeit keeping them close at hand
Oryk, however, raised his short sword threateningly, and pointed it at the nearest nature spirit
âget back in your trees and stay there. Interfere, and we will not hesitate to kill youâ
the dryad in question retreated, but the others stood their ground as a frantic whispering filled the trees around them
something dangerous glimmered in Orykâs eyes, and his fingers tightened around the hilt of his sica
âNOW!â he suddenly bellowed, his voice deep and commanding
the drayds scattered into the trees, leaving a myriad of foul curses and even fouler odours in their wake
Oryk gave a satisfied grunt and turned to leave, only to nearly walk into the dryad that now stood in his way
a spirit with speckled, ashy skin and a stern, stubborn expression
Oryk approached them with his weapon raised
âget out of my way,â he growled. âI wonât ask a third timeâ
the dryad stared down at him like a disapproving adult would a petulant child, and when it spoke, it did so with a voice like wind through a canopy
âif you were wise, you would return to your masters. You will not find what you seek hereâ
its eyes lifted to the party, as if directing its words to them
with a snarl, Oryk swiped at the dryad, only to be met by a cloud of pollen and stinging nettles
cursing aloud between bouts of frantic coughing, the dwarf fled the swarm and started rubbing his eyes, which had already begun streaming with tears
muttering under her breath, Cyrene approached his side and laid a hand on his shoulder
âcome now, let me seeâ
lowering his hands to his side, Oryk turned to face her with a grimace, his eyes puffy and red
âArchons above, Oryk,â Cyrene cursed. âYou should know better than to taunt a dryadâ
as the words left her mouth, the band on her wrist suddenly tightened and the half orc gave a small yelp of pain
glaring at her through bloodshot eyes, Oryk gave the cleric a venomous look
âand you should know better than to speak out of lineâ
Cyreneâs hands fumbled at the metal around her wrist, refusing to meet the dwarfâs cruel gaze
the cuff continued to coil and squeeze; writhing like a living being as Cyrene frantically whispered a foreign chant beneath her breath
the words seemed to appease the magic item, and it loosened its grip in response
witnessing this cruel display of discipline, the twins began unconsciously massaging the band around their own wrists; as if reminiscing on a similar experience
shaking the pain from her arm, Cyrene set to work curing Orykâs ailment, uttering a slew of healing spells
with his eyesight restored, Oryk sheathed his weapon and pushed past Cyrene, wandering into the trees
with little other choice other than to follow, the group set off after him
the party walked for some time before a sound other than buzzing insects and murmured curses reached their ears
a low, rumbling that echoed through the trees. Like a dull droning that came in ebbs and flows
once more the group came to a stop, and before Oryk could even turn to look towards the twins, they had already begun to move
creeping forward with the lightest of footsteps, Maia and Iris stealthily approached the sound, deftly avoiding any stray branches or betraying stones
the droning grew louder and louder, until the pair had stopped just shy of its source
peering around a trunk with sharp blue eyes, Maia scanned what lay ahead
the trees parted around an ancient oak, its roots deep and its branches tall
a hollow sat about half way up the trunk. A small opening just wide enough to put a hand or two inside
but the tree was not so interesting as what lay beneath
coiled around the trunk was a creature with a long, serpentine body
its scales, green and flecked with brown, were hard and interlocked like shields in a phalanx
its head, immense and filled with razor sharp teeth, lay curled just below the hollow of the tree
the low rumbling emanated from the monsterâs chest, as it uttered a long, prolonged snore
Maiaâs jaw tightened and her eyes flitted over to her sister
Irisâ face had gone pale, and her hand had instinctively dropped to grab at the empty sheath on her belt
a prize taken by their employer
the twins locked eyes, and shared a moment of profound fear
wetting her suddenly very dry lips, Maia gestured back towards the trees and Iris nodded in silent agreement
the two stealthily retreated, keeping their footsteps light all the way back to their comrades
Oryk almost jumped when the twins materialised beside him, emerging from the darkness without warning
âwell?â he hissed, his voice rising above the droning snores. âWhat did you find?â
Iris frantically gestured for the dwarf to quiet down, as Maia shot a terrified glance back in the direction of the oak tree
only when they heard the low droning of the monsterâs snores did the pair relax enough to answer
âdragonâ
the word held in the air like a curse
Cyreneâs eyes widened, and had it not been for the band on her wrist, she most certainly would have uttered a prayer
even Orykâs permanently affixed scowl faded as the blood drained from his face
when he finally spoke, he did so with no semblance of his usual condescension
â...how big?â
â8 meters,â Iris answered. âNo more than 12â
Oryk nodded, his brow knitting together as he dropped into a crouch
âa juvenile,â he thought aloud. âHasnât reached full adulthood. Scorch marks?â
ânone that we could seeâ
âgood. Then either itâs too young to breathe fire, or it spits poisonâ
his eyes narrowed to points as he mulled things over in his head
the group kept quiet, forced to listen to the distant, droning snores as their leader considered their options
after a long stretch of time, Oryk took a sharp inhale and straightened his posture
âitâs asleep?â
his eyes shifted to Maia, and the half elf tensed
âwe think so butâŠâ
âwe donât know for certain,â Iris quickly interrupted. âWeâve never encountered a dragon before. We should call off the mission and come back more preparedâ
a deadly silence fell over the group as the dwarf went still
âcall off the mission?â he repeated
his voice was calm, but the words held a distinct edge to them
like the blade of a meticulously sharpened knife
âand since when did you make the calls in this party?â
Maia shot her sister a look, and Iris lowered her eyes
ânever,â she answered
âthatâs right. Never,â Oryk reiterated, holding the half elf in his steely gaze. âWe do things my way, as we always haveâ
Irisâ clamped her mouth shut and the dwarvish fighter turned to look at his other companions
âunless you have all forgotten what awaits us if we fail? What will happen if we come back empty handed?â
he was met with silence and a slow shake of Cyreneâs head
âfailure isnât an option,â he continued. âIf the drakon is asleep, we need to act nowâ
his gaze shifted to Maia
âso can you do what I need you to?â
the half elf swallowed and tried to slow her racing heartbeat
âI think so,â she meekly answered
âgood. The rest of us will wait in position. Weâll flank the tree from three sides and-â
â-Iâll do it,â Iris suddenly interjected
Orykâs teeth flashed in a grimace before he turned to face her
âIâll retrieve the objective,â Iris clarified, meeting the dwarfâs gaze
âMaia is quieter,â Oryk bluntly retorted. âShe stands a better chance of getting to the tree than you doâ
âbut with my magic-â
â-your magic that we need for the escape,â he interrupted. âWe have a plan, stick to itâ
he turned back to the front and began drawing out a rough plan in the dirt with his sica
â-while Maia sneaks in, we hold here to provide support. Once we have what we came for, we leave back through the northern exitâ
Irisâ eye twitched, and Maia reached out to drop a hand on her sisterâs arm
âIris-â she quietly started
but her warning went unheeded, and Iris spoke up again
âwhatâs the point of saving my magic if we donât get what we came for?â she argued
Oryk spun with a stormy expression, pointing his blade to her chest
âbecause I said so!â he snapped. âAnd you will do what youâre told!â
he may have stood half a head shorter than Iris, but in that moment, Oryk felt like a giant, and in the silence of the trees, his voice sounded like a clap of thunder
Irisâ face paled and Oryk realised what he had done
instinctively, the party held their breath; anticipating a monstrous roar, or the crash of falling trees
but after a few tense seconds, all they heard was the rhythmic rumbling of distant snores
the group letting out a collective sigh of relief that cut through the tension like a knife
tension that returned the moment Oryk opened his mouth
âdo you want to be sent across the Chronaean?â he hissed. âDo you want to leave your sister alone?â
Irisâ eyes shifted to Cyrene, searching for some glimmer of support
instead, the half orc looked away, leaving the half elf to face their leader alone
âof course I donât,â Iris mumbled
âexactly,â Oryk spat. âStay in line, do what youâre told, and keep your mouth shutâ
he turned to Maia with an expression that encouraged absolute obedience
âget the objective, and get out. Nod if you understandâ
Maia gave a slight jerk of her head
âgood. Now get movingâ
the dwarf stormed off into the trees, and Cyrene quickly shot up to follow him
Maia and Iris exchanged a look of resignation before joining their trusted comrades
Maia stood in position by the edge of the clearing, mentally projecting her path to and from the hollowFirst Post: https://www.reddit.com/CradledDnDStories/comments/x8zwpv/athos_1_a_new_world_of_opportunity/
it was a simple job, really
dart across the open ground
jump up to the low branch on the left side
climb over to the main trunk
grab the objective
and do it all again
simple
if it werenât for the dragon in the way
Maia's heart began to pound in her chest until she felt a hand fall gently across her arm
she turned, meeting Iris' concerned gaze
âyou donât have to do this,â her sister whispered; practically breathing the words into Maiaâs ear
âyes I do,â Maia answered, keeping her voice just as quiet. âYou heard Oryk. We canât go back empty handedâ
âf*ck Oryk,â Iris cursed. âWeâre only here because of himâ
in spite of herself, a grim smile lifted the corner of Maiaâs lips
it was a rare thing to hear Iris curse
âwe could run, you know. Make a break for the mainlandâ
Maiaâs smile dropped in an instant
âIris, noâ
âwhy not?â Iris replied earnestly. âWe can make it. I know we canâ
âtheyâll catch us. And even if they donât, what then? Weâve got nowhere to hide. No friends to help us. Weâd be on our ownâ
âweâve been alone before. We survived, didnât we?â
Irisâ words were hopeful, but they couldnât hide the desperation beneath
when Maia didnât seem convinced, Iris took her sisterâs face into her hands
âplease donât do this. I canât lose youâ
Maiaâs eyes softened, and she placed her hands atop Irisâ
âthatâs why I have to do thisâ
she took a deep breath and tried to put on a half convincing smile
âyou donât have to worry about me. Iâve got this. I promiseâ
Irisâ thumb traced the scar across her sisterâs lip
âIâm older. Itâs my job to worry about youâ
a frown fell across Maiaâs face
âolder by 10 minutesâ
âand Iâll never let you forget itâ
Iris pulled her sister into a tight hug
âdonât you dare get yourself caughtâ
âwhen have I ever?â
the two reluctantly parted, and Iris held her sister at an armâs length
âremember. Once you have it-â
â-run like the Hounds of Chaon are after meâ
a smile touched Irisâ lips, and the shadows rose up to swallow her
when they parted, the monk was gone
inhaling a slow, shaky breath, Maia composed herself, and refocused on the tree
30ft to the centre
branch on the left side
over the dragon
down to the hollow
reverse and get out
she exhaled slowly, letting the shake fade from her breath
she had this
Maia broke from the tree line, moving in a swift but stealthy manner
every step carefully laid. Every movement intentional
the dragonâs snores rumbled like thunder, growing louder with each step
before she knew it, she was beneath the low branch
taking a quick stutter step to gain momentum, she threw herself upwards, catching the branch with both hands
thankfully, the branch held firm, and Maia swung her legs up and around it
shimmying along inch by inch, she drew closer to the trunk itself, inadvertently holding her breath as she passed over the sleeping body of the dragon
its breath reeked up close. Like spoiled fruit and vinegar
it took all her strength not to gag
before she knew it, she was at the trunk of the tree and at the next step of her plan
hoisting herself up to a crouched position, she flattened her body against the side of the trunk and began sliding her foot along its length
eventually, she found a suitable foothold and began clambering across to a more central position
the hollow was just beneath her now
and beneath that, the massive head of the dragon
this close, she realised just how easily such a creature could snap her up
with her small frame, sheâd be gone in one or two bites
pushing such morbid thoughts out of her mind, she leaned down until her head and arm were low enough to reach inside the hollow
her lungs were beginning to burn from holding her breath for so long, but she dared not exhale
she wasn't sure how good a dragon's senses were, but she wasn't keen to find out either
reaching her arm into the hollow, her fingers touched loose leaves and knotted wood
she pushed a little deeper, searching for any sign of her prize
something cold
something metal
but instead, she felt the hard back of the hollow
frowning, she pressed again, but still felt only the rear of the hollow
had she somehow missed it?
her fingers scrambled around, but continued to feel only wood and leaves
her lungs were really burning now, and she could feel her face flushing with colour from being upside down
regardless, she removed her arm and leaned her head down further, trying to peer inside
in the black gloom of a moonless night, a human wouldnât have been able to see a thing
but even with her enhanced elvish sight, Maia was granted only the slightest advantage
just enough to make out the shape of the interior and the contents within
dried leaves
knotted wood
a couple insect husks
and nothing else
sure she had somehow made a mistake, she looked again and again
but with each scan, the truth became undeniable
âyou will not find what you seek, hereâ
the dryadâs words echoed in Maiaâs head, and with a cold sense of dread, she realised that the spirit hadnât been speaking rhetorically
the amulet wasnât here
and with that realisation, Maiaâs lungs could hold on no longer
her breath escaped all at once, her awkward position driving the air out in an undignified huff
she clamped a hand over her mouth, but the damage had been done
she had made a sound, however small, and already her breath was mixing with the cool air
time slowed to a crawl as the dragonâs snores came to a stop
she watched in terror as its head, mere inches below her, began to stir
its nostrils flared; drawing breath with a deep, rasping inhale, and its eyes rolled in their sockets
the dragonâs jaws cracked open, revealing a black, forked tongue and rows of fetid teeth
rancid breath assaulted Maiaâs senses, making her stomach turn and her head spin
she waited for the creature to open its eyes
to see the tiny morsel dangling helplessly above it
but they never did
to her greatest relief, the dragon remained asleep and blissfully unaware of her presence
relief swiftly turned to dismay, however, as the dragon proceeded to shift; its scales rippling like water across its long, serpentine body
the tree shook violently as the monster scraped against its surface, shearing away bark and causing branches to groan and sway
wrapping her arms around whatever she could find, Maia clung desperately as the shaking threatened to throw her loose
after what felt like an eternity, the vibrations mercifully ended, and the dragon returned to its snoring
but even after the tree had long fallen still, Maia found herself unable move; as if every single muscle in her body had frozen solid
in a moment of clarity, she realised that her hand had found her dagger in the chaos, and that the weapon was now clutched in an iron grip at her side
she almost laughed at the absurdity of the situation
as if a dagger would keep her safe if the dragon had actually awoken
nonetheless, she kept it in her hand, unwilling to relinquish the one defence she had
lifting her gaze to scan the surrounding treeline, she spotted the pale faces of her companions waiting in position. Intently following her progress with their eyes
Iris looked just as high sprung as she was. All but ready to throw herself into the open in order to save her sister
Maia silently prayed that her twin could keep her composure for just a little longer
wetting her incredibly dry lips, the rogue began scaling the tree; taking care to avoid any of the small twigs and leaves that had been shaken loose by the dragonâs shifting
upon reaching her chosen branch she paused, taking a moment to slow her racing heart beat
in spite of everything telling her otherwise, she needed to calm down
stress would lead to mistakes
and mistakes would lead to her death
feeling her muscles relax ever so slightly, Maia continued, stretching her body out to reach the low branch
her feet found purchase, and the rogue began creeping along its length
a few more steps and sheâd be home free
âMaia!â
a single word
muffled and distorted, and yet agonisingly loud
Maiaâs eyes dropped to the bronze surface of her dagger and saw a young womanâs face staring back at her, their eyes grey and piercing
there was a flash of familiarity in the half elfâs mind, but in that moment, she could barely recall her own name
a million thoughts raced through her mind as her heart pounded like a drum in her ears
one thought, however, screamed louder than the rest
run
Maiaâs feet moved before the thought had even finished forming, propelling her from the branch a split second before it detonated into an explosion of jagged splinters
she hit the ground hard, feeling something give in her shoulder
she didnât have time to dwell on it, as an earth shattering roar tore the world asunder
her feet were under her in an instant, and she broke into a sprint, not daring to look behind her
she knew that if she turned, all she would see is a flash of green scales and a mouth full of fangs closing in to end her life
the air began to reek of rotten fruit and then a body collided with her, throwing her aside
a cloud of noxious fumes ripped through the space she had just occupied, causing grass to shrivel and trees to wither
she felt hands on her arms and shoulders, and then Iris was yelling at her, hauling her to her feet amidst pained racking coughs
they didnât have time to stop, barrelling through the trees in a mad dash to get away
as furious roars filled the air behind them, Iris stumbled through the underbrush, her legs unsteady beneath her
Maia looped an arm under her shoulder, and now the twins were supporting each other in a tangle of limbs
minutes passed. Or maybe just seconds. And then the two broke from the tree line onto an open road
sea winds rushed up to meet them, and Iris' legs fully gave out as she began greedily sucking in gasps of fresh air
âcome on!â Maia urged, trying to drag her sister to her feet
but Iris was of no use now, her eyes bulging and her face flushed with colour
something ripped its way out of the underbrush and Maia turned sharply, instinctively raising the dagger that was still clutched in a death grip
instead of the dragon she was expecting, she found Cyrene and her rhomphaia, halfway through a cut that would have cleaved her in two
recognising each other at the same time, the pair lowered their weapons and turned to the wheezing half elf at their feet
concern flashing across her face, Cyrene dropped to her knees in preparation to cast a spell
before she could begin, however, Oryk emerged from the grove, blood splattered across his hands
âwe donât have time for that. Get her up!â
he raced past them, leading the charge back towards the beach
with a grunt of exertion, Cyrene lifted Iris into her arms like a baby, shoving her rhomphaia into Maia's hands
keeping a wary eye on her sister, Maia followed the half orc as she began jogging after their leader
as they ran, Oryk settled into pace beside Maia, shooting her a questioning look between grunts of breath
âdo you have it?â
the half elf's shoulders fell, and she quietly shook her head
âit wasnât thereâ
Orykâs face turned a dark shade of red, and a vein bulged in his head
âwhat do you mean it wasnât there?!â
âthe amulet is gone. We missed itâ
a stream of vile curses flowed from Orykâs lips, and Maia wisely chose to keep her eyes forward and mouth shut
they reached the beach in record time, and Cyrene carefully laid Iris down into their waiting boat
as Oryk and Maia began pushing the vessel into the rolling surf, the dwarf gave her a hateful glare
âhells spare you when they find out we failedâ
âwe...havenât...failed...yetâ
Oryk turned his ire on Iris, who lay curled across the edge of the boat trying her best to suck in what air she could
âwe...know...where...its...going,â she continued between strained, wheezing breaths. âWe...still...have...time...â
leaping into the boat with a splash of water, Oryk waited just long enough for his companions to get in before heaving away with the oars
âweâd better. For all our sakesâ
he sliced through the water with powerful strokes, driving them into deeper and darker waters
Maia slunk down beside Iris, taking her sisterâs hand into her own
Iris dropped her head onto Maiaâs shoulder, and the twins watched as the shores of Kalikos drifted further and further away
2024.05.14 06:01 Choice_Evidence1983 AITAH for separating from my husband because he refused to get a vasectomy?
OOP: Thank you, I feel like this is a lot of what has been so upsetting has been that he's thinking about some imaginary future wife when I'm right here, his actual wife, the mother of his children. It's like he's already imagining a future without me.
Youâre 100% going to have a C-section anyway so just get a tubal while giving birth.No, Iâm not 100% going to have a C-section anyway. Twins are not an automatic C-section. With my birth history there is no reason to presume that a C-section is in my future. My OB agrees, and has discussed the possibility as doctors have to do but also said that based on my past two birth experiences, I'm a "perfect candidate" for vaginal delivery.
Go to another state and obtain an abortion anyway.I appreciate the personal offers to help I received in DMs deeply, but no. Iâm in my 2nd trimester, which I know is still legal in some places, however I am at a point in my pregnancy where I personally as an individual do not feel comfortable obtaining an abortion, considering I would be *even farther* along by the time I could travel (which is not only finances, but logistics as well). I am 16 weeks pregnant now, these babies arenât just clusters of cells to me anymore, and Iâm not going to expand on that since itâs not up for debate.
Why not adoption?With love and respect to everyone who has gone through adoption in all its aspects, adoption is absolutely not for me. This is a thought process I already went through 8 years ago, and now that Iâm a mother and not a scared teenager I know itâs even less for me. I personally could not go through with it and come out the other side intact. Going through a full pregnancy, having my babies, and then being separated from them would break me.
Leave him and give him full custody of the twinsNo. Because going through a full pregnancy, having my babies, and then being separated from them would break me. Jesus, some of yâall.
Just have a sexless marriage.No. I love banging my husband, obviously lol. I don't want to be in a sexless marriage and anyone who has been to an abstinence-only high school knows that abstinence is not the way lol. There were a lot of comments assuming I would be perfectly fine withholding sex from my husband and having na dead bedroom, and I wouldn't. I have a sex drive. I'm going to want to bang my husband. Wanting to have sex with your spouse is *normal*.
What you would do about birth control if you divorced and dated in the future?Iâm not thinking of dating anyone else right now, because Iâm thinking more about saving my actual marriage instead of an imaginary relationship. And if theoretically I did, I would probably seek out a partner who was snipped or was ready to be to be honestly, or a woman. Iâm bisexual so thereâs a very good chance that my future partner wouldnât have the right parts to knock me up anyway lol.
Jack is sabotaging your birth controlI clarified my methods in the original post (as per my last email), but I did want to address this because it came up a LOT. I donât have reason to believe that Jack sabotaged my birth control. A number of other fertile Myrtles showed up and brought up they or their family members repeated pregnancies in the face of birth control, including tubals. Accusing my husband of reproductive coercion for no reason other than I keep getting pregnant is a big leap and a weighty accusation. I am not the only fertile Myrtle out there, there's a reason there's a whole term for it.
Your husband is a narcissist, abuser, psychopath, and he does no childcareMy husband and I historically have a really healthy and loving relationship outside of this fight. In fact, this fight is the first time weâve really had a fight, weâve only ever had little arguments that weâve been able to talk through. Heâs an active father, the reason that I do the majority of childcare is due to circumstance between maternity leaves, our job schedules and the fact that I breastfed my babies. Someone also presumed Iâm the breadwinner, which isnât quite true. Jack makes more than me, but we do not have deeply significant differences in our incomes. When he is home he does his fair share of cleaning and cooking (arguably more than me at times), and parenting. That being said, the things he said in the heat of the moment were deeply concerning, and weâre addressing that together.
OOP: I've been through a trial to convict my ex-boyfriend of trying to kill me because of an abortion in a deep red, deeply religious area. I've definitely heard worse things, and I typically have pretty thick skin. That being said, I am pregnant and pretty emotional, so it's not the best experience. That being said, I do appreciate the level-headed comments when I see them through the sea of comments kind of saying the same stuff over and over. I'm not reading a lot of them if what I can see in the comment notification starts off nasty, so a lot of it is just inbox white noise. My favorites are the ones that start off with "I'm not going to read that BUT..." and I just think lol same. Like you don't want to read my post but expect me to read your comment that was made without even reading the situation? lol nope. And there are a lot of people conflating "providing someone with a hard choice" with "forcing someone into a medical procedure" and it just makes wading through for the actually helpful comments more tiring. Thank you though, I very much appreciate the kindness. Sorry, I've gotten so much of the same nonsense I guess I needed a little vent lol.OOP on wanting her husband to make a decision and be on the same page
OOP: I want to be honest with him about where I am emotionally because I want him to make an informed decision. While the vasectomy is a deal breaker, it's really my secondary concern. My primary concern is the way he acted during the fight and his intention exploitation of my trauma because he was mad and scared. I think that telling him "get the snip to stay with me" and then deciding to leave anyway because there are deeper issues and/or I don't feel safe anymore would be cruel. He deserves to have the full picture before he makes a choice, doesn't he?
If he doesn't want the vasectomy, that's his choice. It's not what I want, but it is what it is. If he wants to call it quits at 4 kids, then it is what it is and if he secretly wants to be the next Nick Cannon then it is what it is he should be free to do that. That is part of why I don't know where he is on the vasectomy right now and we didn't really discuss it much when we talked, I'm focusing on discussing the bigger issue for me which is trust and safety within the relationship. The only way for him to make an informed decision about whether or not he get a vasectomy is for him to have all the information about the situation. If that makes him want a vasectomy less, then it is what it is. It's not about making him want to have a vasectomy. It's about being on the same page.
2024.05.14 04:03 Greedy-Albatross-570 Iâm going to be an aunt!
2024.05.14 03:56 KAYGO_Safety KAYGOÂź KG18N Seamless Knit Nylon Work Gloves (EN 388 RESULTS: 4131X)
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2024.05.14 02:15 notrapunzel Washable natural yarn for baby items? I'm in the UK
2024.05.14 02:12 Whatdoido2594 Tops for small backs/big boobs (GG cup)!
2024.05.14 01:22 Particular-Ad-6663 My Second Attempt at Knitting a Cardigan!
Finally completed this snuggly cardigan. I messed up on the sleeves because I forgot to increase closer to the armhole join but that's a lesson learned for next time. It took me a couple of weeks, with breaks in-between, to finish but despite the mistakes, I'm happy with the end result, and, it fits me! The button band is crocheted as I did the one before. I'm debating adding some wooden buttons but I'm not in any rush to put them on, if you guys have an opinion I'd be happy to hear them. đâșïžđ submitted by Particular-Ad-6663 to knitting [link] [comments] King Cole Indulge Chunky Yarn. 7mm needles for the ribbing, 10mm needles stockinette stitch and the band I used a 7mm crochet hook. No pattern. I just worked out how big I wanted and made 1 x back panel, 2 x matching front panels, 2 x sleeves and crocheted the button band. |
2024.05.14 00:21 Similar_Zebra4973 My sister's behavior is getting worse and worse. What should I do?
2024.05.13 23:15 oftenfrequently Comparing the HTT strategies for each of the main families
Fair warning, this is gonna be a long one :) submitted by oftenfrequently to Kibbe [link] [comments] I started working on this for my own purposes because Iâm fascinated by the similarities and differences between the HTT styling approaches Kibbe recommends for the different ID families, but then thought it might be helpful to share with the sub. I always see lots of mention of âlines,â but the overall HTT approach for each ID is sometimes (often) oversimplified. Plus all the other very fun elements that make up a HTT are, imo, getting short shrift! There are a few users who have posted amazing full HTTs for their IDs and I'm hoping even more people will be inspired to explore. So what even is this post? Basically, I went through the styling directives in Metamorphosis (Chapter 4) for the main families and directly compared the recommendations for the IDs on a number of smaller, more discrete variables because my brain finds it more digestible that way. I only did the main families because âyouâre a [insert family here] first and foremost!!â is a thing regardless of your ID ;) And I thought it was more interesting to compare the elements of the pure families without the influence of any other undercurrents. Also it just would have been a lot of work to do all of them đ. A few notes before getting to the good stuff
And of course you can always read Metamorphosis for yourself in full here, which I highly recommend! 1. SilhouetteThis section is related to the base silhouette of an outfit - the overall shape of garments that make up a HTT and how they relate to one another. For the purposes of this category, I'm defining "ensemble" as the pieces look related or like they were purchased together, which I believe is the sense Kibbe uses it in.https://preview.redd.it/8earo8fbm70d1.jpg?width=1965&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=40f17625fbfc45cc723b9cc83d447111428d8b02 Shapes
2. FabricThis category is pretty self-explanatory I hope!https://preview.redd.it/94e76p19190d1.jpg?width=1976&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=816214030ae525dd16ec2e071426eab1e571c544 Definition
3. PrintsAlso self-explanatory!https://preview.redd.it/nn24my93490d1.jpg?width=1920&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=3a8d47c3a4d4d5984b6cac8d9deeccdf7da834c4 Pattern
4. Garment DetailThis category is related to the details within the confines of the outline of a garment. So things like necklines, collars, effects like beading and sequins, trim, buttons, etc etc.https://preview.redd.it/342pwi6y390d1.jpg?width=1971&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=64115f1045c7a3cb6d9ac1d6d843754ca943a603 Shape - sharp vs soft
5. ColorY'all know what colors are :)https://preview.redd.it/5he7hmfk790d1.jpg?width=1949&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=bc59971dc9518bfbd276300feccba5838f4d7971 Number
6. AccessoriesThe category for everything else - bags, hats, shoes, jewelry, belts, etc etc.https://preview.redd.it/ek7fu7oz790d1.jpg?width=1923&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7c24f3db63656cef4a8da916665ba0f19893cc86 Scale
7. In closing, some keywordsPicked out from the sections for each main family. I find these helpful to kind of paint a word picture of the overall vibe each family is recommended to go for.
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2024.05.13 22:45 Open_Cap_652 Quick Review of Recent Sezane Purchases! (Clyde Trench, Paula Babies, Octobre Editions Riddle Jacket)
2024.05.13 22:32 SeaInterview7628 Crocheting is hard
Iâve been redoing this baby cardigan for weeks now and I feel so bad about not having it done. submitted by SeaInterview7628 to crochet [link] [comments] Does anyone have motivation tips? |
2024.05.13 21:27 Valioreah First time wearing my hand knitted cardigan and first time posting đđ» hello!
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2024.05.13 21:18 Nolifeking00 Center Week Cinema for May 15th, 2024: Mutant Mayhem
2024.05.13 20:21 Similar_Zebra4973 My sister's behavior is getting worse and worse. What should I do?
2024.05.13 18:49 Krobybaby Update: Took everyoneâs advice and revamped my wardrobe for Budapest, Prague, and Berlin!
Previous post here. submitted by Krobybaby to HerOneBag [link] [comments] Huge thank you to everyone who provided advice for my vacation and work conference/retreat coming up at the end of this month. The resounding message was that I was going to freeze my a** off. I tried my best to shop out of my closet and prioritize buying new items that I absolutely did not have. I live in a super warm climate and hadnât updated my colder weather clothes in a while. Here is my amended list of wardrobe items: Outerwear - Lululemon rain jacket (my ride or die) - Uniqlo knitted short jacket (might wear on plane) - Old navy cardigan Bottoms - A&F tan sloane trousers - H&M green polyester pants - Black ripskirt Tops - Old Navy white button down (I can tie this over like, everything) - Zara tan tee - Uniqlo black tank - Aritzia white bodysuit Other items - Green floral dress (brand unknown) - Old Navy black linen jumpsuit Shoes - VEJA Venturi sneakers (wear on plane) - Birkenstock Glendas Accessories - Uniqlo round knitted crochet bag - Saint Laurent sunglasses Not Pictured - Lululemon travel pants (wear on plane) - Lightweight pajama tank top/short set - Gold earrings - Compression socks (wear on plane) - Swimsuit (buying abroad) |
2024.05.13 18:43 LittleCricket_ My first Motherâs Day was great!
2024.05.13 18:04 howdoichangethisok Timeline of Taylor's Relationships with JA and Matty Through her Songs
2024.05.13 17:49 PhasmoWho NPCs Question and Discussion
2024.05.13 17:46 Various_Performance9 Enumclaw "Do it for the music tour" with Graham Hunt
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