The Ultimate Respect

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dessertEver since I was a little girl one thing I remember about my mother is how she would always talk to me and share. I would do the same in return. I am a person who loves to talk and indulge in conversation when I am in the mood for it.

One thing my mother had disclosed to me is how she never ever had sex while she was pregnant with me. And I believed her one hundred percent and I still do til this day in that regard.

She is telling the honest to goodness truth.

When she told me that I felt so honored and it showed me how much love and respect that I was given while developing inside of her womb/uterus.

Yes, we hear so many times from doctors and educators that while a woman is pregnant the baby is protected by the amniotic fluid in the uterus and the mucous plug located at the cervix as they serve as barriers against wandering sperm and the thrusting of a penis.

And I am clarifying my knowledge of that “what is considered fact” because any time one happens to disagree or form their own opinion to specific topics others are quick to define them as being uninformed or imparting misinformation.

In life, we are taught things whether it be in school or within other structures but all is learned through experience. If it were not for study and experience how would we know?

In general,  no one has the right to classify someone as being uneducated for having their own point of view regardless of after hearing what is suppose to be fact.
ice cream dessert“Oh, I don’t want to hear that shit!” my mother would say of the notion of sperm and jolting not affecting an unborn baby. And I would laugh because it was funny to me.

“I wasn’t going to let no man be bumping up against my baby’s head and letting semen go into my baby’s food supply. That is why a lot of these kids are born so lustful and crazy now”.

The same thing about the Shingles virus. It is said anybody who had varicella virus/chicken pox may eventually develop that nasty rash infection.

“Oh, I don’t want to hear that shit!” my mother would say in regards to the way one is able to contract the Shingles. “They just say that because they don’t want to make everybody feel bad who comes down with it”.

In other words she was saying Shingles is like an std and in reality it sort of is because it is a form of herpes but some do not believe that it can be sexually transmitted but I personally do know two or three people in the past who had contracted it that way through oral and/or AIDS related sex.

I have to admit without a doubt that I feel the same way about pregnancy.

I don’t care what anyone else does with their body that is their own choice and their own business, however, with me personally it would be out of the question.

I have no absolute desire for a man to touch me period as I am asexual but hypothetically speaking if I was a pregnant woman I would not want or allow a man to touch me!

A complete violation to the atmosphere of my child’s developmental environment and I am so glad that my mother had felt the same or similar way that I do about the situation before I was even born.

And for that, no matter what else may have been said or done through out the confusion of negative influences that may have affected my mother in the near past I give her so much credit and appreciation for having given me the most “Ultimate Respect”.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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About misslatoya

I am a genuine clairvoyant born with the caul/veil. And I am a natural born writer. I was born with second sight and have many intuitive gifts. I taste, smell, hear, see, feel and know things. I have strong, intense empathic and telepathic ability. I communicate with the dead. My life itself is a constant supernatural event as I experience these occurrences altogether on a daily basis. Music: I like all types of music My hobbies: writing, reading, my spirituality Turn ons: the truth, knowledge, intelligence Turn offs: ignorance, liars Books: true crime novels, particularly st Martin’s true crime library series

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