Hippie or just plain gross?

my dear friend Girish, who has a penchant for sending me the most random and unsolicited links to some of the weirdest articles written in our day, has succeeded in yet again grossing me out. as a pregnant woman who has indulged many of my 'hippie tendencies' (there are so many more that are not yet in practice, but i digress), i found myself reading about a not-so-new practice of the 'granola type' new mother and decidedly choosing here and now that i would not, could not and shant EVER choose to do what this article talks about. i will walk around barefoot, wear long skirts, try the crystal deodorant (doesn't work), eat all sorts of weird plants and seeds and green drinks, but NEVER will i EVER eat the placenta post-birth. to be quite honest, it had never occurred to me (even though the health benefits are purported to be A-MAZING.)

as a vegan, my food guideline is simply - if it had a face i don't eat it. as my dad likes to point out, i do eat potatoes, and they may not have a face, but they DO have eyes... oh dad, you slay me! i would have to say that since 'it' came from me, and i have a face, logic tells me that based strictly on my veganess - placenta is out of the question. not to mention the real issue - the sheer grossness of it all. oh yeah, and the fact that zach would probably die or worse, stay married and throw up in his mouth a little every time he saw me. nope, i can't do it... i just can't.

thanks Girish, for forcing some perspective and keep those odd articles coming my way...