Ug. I’m all for the whole reduce, reuse, recycle thing, but a line has to be drawn somewhere, and I think making a teddy-bear out of my own placenta definitely crosses it. Can you imagine explaining to your kid where Teddy came from? Better yet, can you imagine Junior’s disgust when he figures out what a placenta is and where it comes from? God, I wanna hurl.
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