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I mentioned a couple of days ago that Alice at finslippy had put up a birth story. I can’t believe I missed the link to the one at breed ’em and weep.
“Five centimeters.” They seemed very, very surprised.
“Five centimeters? Isn’t that good?” asked David.
“We just don’t see a lot of women laughing at five centimeters.”
I was bad-ass. Bad-ass! These hips are made for birthin’ and that’s just what they’ll do, one of these days these hips ARE GONNA BIRTH ALL OVER YOU.
Read it!
I gotta say, I find these birth stories pretty scary. Funny, but frightening. It shakes my conviction about wanting a large family. I am glad that Mr. P and I already agreed that he doesn’t have to be there in the delivery room. If these two stories are what it’s like, I’m going to want my mommy in and him out.
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These two stories are what it was like — for these two women, for those particular births. 🙂 They are all different.
Does your husband have to be in the delivery room? No, and neither do you! I had my two babies at home, and it was great. I am SO glad I didn’t do a hospital birth.
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