You know what’s weird?
anothertexanrose:
Oh… mylanta… I feel like there’s a slim chance any of this would ever come up once I start learning about nursing for the tiny human, so thank you for such an enlightening post! To think, when we were tiny humans ourselves, we used to ask upwards of 500 questions a day (suddenly I don’t feel so bad about the lengthy lists of questions I have constantly for my professors)…
Anywho, I regret to say that I too have been wrapped up in my studies and Rush Week, thus unable to really be paying attention to what has been going on around here as of late. Unless you’re talking about petty inter-Greek society drama, in which case there’s a plethora of it. I can’t imagine the less sociable of us have missed out on anything too terribly important.
Nursing the tiny human? Like, being a nurse to a tiny human or breastfeeding style nursing a tiny human? If it’s the second then congratulations! If it’s the first then holy wow that’s admirable. It’s such a weird concept... We were one day the same age as the little ones that we’re going to be taking care of. We can totally use the “when I was your age” line! (Or with your professor you can use “If I was fourteen something years younger it’d be way worse!)
You and me both, Marls! Anything going on outside of the bubble is just entirely nonexistent, as sad as that sounds. Well, okay, and cheer-leading of course. But given how little I care about love lives and such with people I don’t know maybe it’s a good thing to not have been paying attention?!
