As every good momblogger
should does, I shall soon tell you Baby G's birth story. I had the tiniest bit of a swagger on for delivering her sans drugs (not 100% intentionally, I am pro-pain-medication. My birth plans have been something like:
I would like to try to not use drugs. BUT IF I ASK YOU BETTER FUCKING GIVE 'EM HUZZAH WESTERN MEDICINE). UNTIL Tim came into the house the other day carrying that giant fucking egg on the far left there.
CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS EGG? I am scared to crack it open for fear it is a triple yolk or something crazy like that. Poor chicken. And you know there ain't no Nubain on tap up in the coop.
"Natural" births got nothing on, you know, Nature.
Con muchos besos, A
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