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Home birthing rocks! I wish I coulda done it, but it didn’t exist in my world when I was having kids. Welcome Sunshine to the club. “Scatter Sunshine Everywhere You Go” is what I hum when I see your name. |
She’s probably gagging as she reads this :). I think home birthing sucks. I think birthing at the Hilton 600 count sheets and with IV drugs and an epidural and a masseuse AND a doola AND every expert in the book rocks. Then being waited on hand and foot for the next year rocks. |
I’m still bitter about my own birth experience. Though it does drive me crazy seeing women get self righteous just because they were lucky enough to do a natural labor without any training. If you’ve never seen a woman in labor before going into labor yourself you are not brilliant, you’re lucky. |
I amend my comments on birth in #1. I wanna do the way Annegb says. She knows what she’s talking about. I like the Hilton mattresses and big screen tv’s. |
i like the waited on hand and foot for the next year part. |
Thanks annegb, for the introduction. I wasn’t gagging, and to be waited on hand and foot would be lovely… especially for a year. I hate laundry. |
Congratulations! That is great news. |
I’m bitter about my birthing experiences, too, NH. Bill said I was a boob during my last labor (I was making a sound sort of like a freight train there in those last few desperate minutes.) My doctor came in and just stared at me then said “I thought you took those natural childbirth classes.” So when Bill had his kidney stone and when he hemorrhaged after his vasectomy and his colonoscopy, I did enjoy it a tiny bit. Every man in the whole world should have a kidney stone. (well, before I realized Bill was really having some unusual symptoms–after the vasectomy—I said “oh honey, suck it up. Try breathing.”) Then I got more hysterical than he ever could be. I had a lot of help after that last one, but nothing–NOTHING–with the first two and I was really stupid then. It’s amazing any baby survives. I’m all about the drugs. |