You know, just because I have chosen to not have a child in my lifetime, some people like to label me as a child hater, selfish or whatever else.

But on the contrary, I do like kids. I’ve just never felt the desire to give birth and to be responsible for another human being. Or to go through the actual birthing process.

To me, mothers are a completely different species than I. I look at them and wonder how they do it. I admire their selflessness and patience. But I also appreciate my sleep and my freedom.

So back to the other species thing..

Being as I am not familiar with giving birth or having babies, I found it shocking and a little gross that some mothers will consume their baby’s placenta after giving birth in hopes of warding off postpartum depression and contracting their uterus. I have heard of planting the placenta under a tree, like Matthew McConaughey and Camila Alves did, but eating it? Unfathomable in my book.

Chrissy Schilling gave birth this past weekend and she and her twin sister decided they would eat the placenta. Chrissy seemed in awe that her body made this organ on it’s own and she said she did not want it to go to waste.

So after her late night birth her sister froze it and two nights later they had a placenta feast.

They cleaned it, chopped it and cooked it up. They made a placenta sandwich and placenta pasta. Then they took pics and shared them with friends on Facebook.

Chrissy claims that “a belly full of placenta” helped her dizzy spells go away and cured a myriad of other physical ailments she was having. She also claims it has boosted her spirits and given her strength.

So, my question to you is, would you eat your baby’s placenta?

I think this has the makings of a really good Stephen King novel. Heh.

Read more about the joyous placenta eater here.