Weiss Resigns from Chatsworth Neighborhood Council
- 09 Nov 2012
- Written by Saul Daniels
Last updateMon, 20 Apr 2015 9pm
Date: Apr 21, 2015
I didn't think I was going to vaccinate my children. I've always been earthy, crunchy, whatever. Fair trade? Artisanal? Free range? I love it all. I care about what I put into my body, and when I got pregnant, I became acutely aware that my decisions affected someone else. Someone who I had a duty to protect.
I'm a fairly confident person, but I was filled with so much uncertainty when I became pregnant. I was thrust into a world of choices: ho me birth? Drug-free? Inducement? Caesarian? Eat my placenta?
And when I shared my birth plan with other moms, I would often feel shame, like I wasn't willing to go as far as others. Every conversation felt like a million little tests that questioned my motherhood. (Read the rest.)
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Most men in the early west carried a jack knife made by the Buck Knife Company. When playing poker, it was common to place one of these Buck Knives in front of the dealer so that everyone knew who he was. When it was time for a new dealer, the deck of cards and the knife were given to the new dealer. If this person didn't want to deal, he would "Pass the Buck" to the next player. If that player accepted, then "the Buck stops here".