bea got to eat her placenta. no pics for this one i'm afraid - bea did actually say it was like liver but nicer, and that she'd choose it over liver given the choice.
in the end, it was bea's mum who cut and fried it all up.
it left our bedroom smelling a bit like a little chef i thought - fried meat and tomato ketchup.
not as grim as i thought it'd be.
bea loved it
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