Why I will NOT be having natural childbirth.

First of all, I've never been a fan of pain, especially preventable pain. I feel I owe an easy birth to my great-great-grandmothers, who didn't give birth in pain drinking whisky and chewing on bark for me to decide, now that we have modern medicine, that I don't want any.

Recently I found out that they do not issue medals or trophies for women who have natural childbirth. On Mother's Day, kids do not give costlier and nicer gifts to the mothers who had drug-free labor. You get NOTHING for your pains, nothing except the knowledge that none of the drugs you just took passed through to your little baby. But as rough as the ride is for the baby, I think she would only appreciate a little narcotic help.

Think of it: it is not the most fun day of her life either. She was all warm, dark, and continuously fed, and now everything is cold, bright and she has never been hungry before and doesn't even know how to eat. So I think a little Stadol or Demerol probably takes the edge off for her.

I can't believe I have not updated my blog since last summer. I have been too busy making a baby, I guess. Accept my apologies and this link: Timothy McSweeney's is one of my favorite literary timewaster sites. Enjoyez-vous.