Dear Ms. Feverfew –
Today I am tired. I am cranky. Surly. Churlish. Cantankerous. Crabby. Ill-tempered and impolite. Grouchy, grumpy and gruff. Ungracious and unsociable. I am this way for a variety of reasons: lack of sleep, too much school work, too much laundry, one clingy little adorable baby girl, not enough good eats, PMS, the weather changing, the new gray hairs I found this morning, and the fact that you don’t want to have anything to do with me.
Bottom line: Don’t mess with me today. I am not a pleasant person to be around.
So imagine my delight to just now discover that according to Utah Code 78B-6-140-2a, I am a “pre-existing parent.”
Add that to my ever growing list of labels that pro-adoption/positive adoption language folks have given me: Lifemother, birthmother, BM, breeder, brood sow, and now, pre-existing parent. Oh wait. My PALs would never call me a BM, breeder, or brood sow to my face.
Will the real me please raise her hand?