70′s Baby Literature
And so, as the eventual February delivery date looms ever larger in the distance, my parents are ramping up their excitement of the addition of a grand(whatever) to the family. My mom has now gotten to the point of surreptitiously leaving behind choice reading material whenever she stops by for a visit. At last count we’re been the lucky recipients of The Mayo Clinic Guide To A Healthy Pregnancy, Does This Baby Make Me Look Fat, The Complete Pregnancy, Your Pregnancy Week By Week, and these two well-preserved pamphlets from the 70′s:
Nothing like a little light reading, no?
Oddly enough, this is *exactly* how I got this third degree burn on my upper arm (sans the doll and ponytails). I wonder if my mother ever read this darn thing…
BTW: Was there some sort of legal obligation for women in the early 70′s to wear their hair like this?
Just curious 
In Mom’s defense, The Mayo Clinic Guide To A Healthy Pregnancy was left by us. It was one of Kristin’s favorites so she thought you might get some value out of it.
And I ordered another one but it hasn’t arrived yet. =o)
Heh…thanks brother!
Is it me or does the blond woman look like a very young Hilary Clinton? When I mentioned to my mother I needed to lose weight, she gave me an exercise pamphlet from the 70′s, so this must be a common occurrence among Gen X’ers. Afro sporting people wearing striped leotards teaching sit-ups. Great stuff. Maybe you should pick up some pamphlets now to save for your grandkids to marvel over in coming decades.
I wish they had made a pamphlet back in the 70′s about not leaving dangerous medications unguarded. Back in the day, doctors used to hand out Valium like candy to treat anything from depression to heart attacks. It was in a lot of medicine cabinets across the land kind of like Prozac is today. Well, being a naturally curious tot and voracious climber, I crawled up onto the sink, popped open a bottle and swallowed everything. This was before child safe medicine bottles. I am told I got my stomach pumped but I remember none of it. Your pamphlet reminded me of that. Good times.
Come on, man. Why no love for the striped leotards? Those things were rockin’ back in the day.
Why did your mom save the 70′s ones….it kind of looks creepy the woman with the stiff smile and rosy cloths doing mummy” stuff
P/S: I think you better check under your bed ….just in case the IT clown decides to visit you tonight LOL
That’s just my mom. I guess you never know when you’ll need decades-old advice on how to raise a child.