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HEADCANON. no pregnancy is easy when one is trapped in a colony beneath the earth and encased in thick metal walls. sara’s pregnancy was not planned. at the time she did not have children on her mind and would’ve preferred being childless (at least until the bunkers opened). however, without proper contraception, her pregnancy couldn’t be helped. after her pregnancy was confirmed, sara wasn’t able to experience the joy many women felt at that stage. she was plagued with worry, concerned for the baby’s safety within those bunker walls and how the baby would be affected after being born in a world without sunlight or a natural environment.

after visiting with one of the bunker’s medics, her fears were confirmed when she was told the baby had the possibility of developing rickets (from the lack of vitamin d), experiencing a premature birth (which can lead to long term complications such as impaired learning, vision problems, chronic health issues, etc.), or the child may not make it at all and sara could miscarry. jacob ( @only-we ) did what he could to keep her anxiety at bay by ensuring she had all the proper supplements she needed. her initial stress eventually settled with the weekly check-ins with the medic, who assured her the baby was seemingly healthy.

whether it was purely through luck or the care sara received during her pregnancy, isaac was born healthy, save for the fact he was born three weeks before his expected due date. sara’s troubles, however, had not ended. the birth was difficult for her, but the real challenge came after isaac was born. the raging hormones of post-birth, her prior anxieties over isaac’s health, and the minor genetic tie to her mother’s depression caused sara to fall into postpartum depression. she fixated on the thought that she wouldn’t be a good enough mother for her newborn son, that she would fail him, that she didn’t have what it took. the doubt ate away at her and she was consumed by it.

for the first day or two after isaac was born, she held and cared for him, but she then began to feel distant and fearful. she would often hand him off to the women who were helping her, but when sara refused to see her son entirely, jacob took him. for two weeks sara suffered in silence, trying to fight the ugly thoughts buzzing in her head. she eventually began speaking with other women in the bunker who had gone through a similar experience and their stories helped her find some ground. she was far from healed, but in the third week she finally found the courage to hold and feed her son herself. from there, while she still often doubted herself, sara grew stronger as a mother, willing to give her own life in order to keep her son safe.

#PURE AND HOLY (headcanon)#VERSE (from the ashes)#y'know.....#i've talked about this on discord so much #but i realized #that i've never....#written about it here

Did I just tweet bitchy questions at three different MPs including the Prime Minister and Minister for Justice?

Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe it’s Maybelline.

#it's about bill C-32 #which hasn't moved literally in a year #and which the Libs took victory laps for introducing at the time #and then patted themselves on the backs during Pride Month for #and I'm like....#y'know.....#maybe y'all should actually try PASSING C-32 #before you take to praising yourselves for it #just sayin'#Canadian Politics #Bill C-32

What am I doing? Oh, just normal things to be doing on one’s lunchbreak like looking at Calgary bylaws and contacting bylaw enforcement to see if the City forbids the wearing of a sgian-dubh in public places. You know, like you do. Why, what are you up to?

#hashtagjustkiltthings #sgian-dubh #the question is #is it in my sock 'visible'?#how about in a sheath in my sock?#does it matter whether the blade is blunted?#who knows!#the bylaw literally just says #'No person shall carry a visible knife in any public place.'#that's it #that's the entire section of the bylaw #and while it's only a 50$ penalty #it's still not one I want to have to pay #y'know.....

Url swap, choco-maki-mallows -> cocoa-maki-mallows

#y'know.....#maki talks

I'm sooooo ill and keep having like random heat spikes and feel so weak. And my throat is closed up

But all i can think about is the weird ass repressed psychological warfare sibling power play situation I had to bear witness to yesterday between family members. It was so shocking. I got a first hand account into what their dynamic is like whereas before I would only hear barbed comments with hidden criticism when they mentioned each other.

And what's worse is I'm 99% sure I was used... so person A could get access to person B because they knew we would be there together and made the pretense of "dropping something off", then proceeded to keep talking At B in a condescending way allowing no response beyond yes or no, and i was standing to the side ignored for a long while wanting to interject that we had just got out the car and wanted to eat lunch for so long I gave up. So i went to another room to check on doggy, and then the shouting started so I went outside to stand in the garden and frown at nothing while I tried to figure out what was happening...

On reflection I'm very angry at person A actually. They intruded on mine and person B's day so much, used me to get B's location so they could launch an attack on them, and made what felt like backhanded comments about ME

AND then person A later did something else afterwards and rattled B so much that we called it a day. I can't even explain it because it requires too much context. But I'm so ill and it's been a weight on my chest i didn't need today while ill! Feeling better that I've at least typed about it here until the time i can commiserate with friends. I couldn't make heads or tails of it before but now I've decided how I feel about it.