All that is well and good but I'm a little scared. How do I know when my cervix is stretching to push out a baby head the size of a bagel that I'm going to be able to tolerate the pain. The pain that has been described as someone taking a hot knife and chopping you in half. What?!?! Are you serious? The other 6 pregnant women sit there with pleasant smiles on their faces agreeing this is going to be wonderful, oh yes, everything I've been waiting for all my life. Im screaming inside thinking...NOOOOOO, THIS IS GOING TO BE AWFUL!! WHY WOULD ANYONE PUT THEMSELVES THROUGH THIS PAIN!! But then I get it together and think well you might as well try. My mom did it, my sister did it, women for hundreds of years did it, and still do,
Looks like fun, huh? |
Deep breath, calm down, and blink. So after I'm sure a hoffified expression leaves my face I put on a pleasant smile that conveys I can't wait for the hot knife or the bagel baby head!
Fake it until you make it and ask for the epidural if you need it! That's my motto. Check back in a couple of months I might change my mind!
You, my friend... are absolutely HILARIOUS!!!! But you have the right motto!!! No worries you'll be fine...
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