For those of you wide eyed with your jaw on the floor,
and swearing "Holy SHIT!" out loud in dismay.....
Let's just clear this up right now.
NO.....I'M NOT PREGNANT.
But this post is about the women who have miraculously transformed their bodies into a comfy place for a fetus to mature, and then birth a newborn into their first breaths of life.
Yesterday, while standing in line to sign up Jax for day camp,
three little kids waited behind us patiently to pay for their admittance into camp.
The cashier told the trio that they would need an adult to check them in, or they couldn't participate for the day.
Prior to this, I watched the three kids get out of the vehicle that had brought them to the center, and it looked like the driver had no intention of leaving her car.
She didn't look as if she was feeling so good.
I was concerned that she had already left the parking lot,
"AND THEN WHAT THE HELL DO WE DO WITH THESE ABANDONED KIDS????"
I was on my way out the door to try to catch the driver, when I see her walking waddling through the double doors.
She appologized for taking so long to make it into the building, but she was moving slowly this morning
BECAUSE SHE WAS IN LABOR!!!!
Is this setting in for you yet?????
A LADY WAS GOING ABOUT HER DAY......
DRIVING, DROPPING OFF KIDS, AND ON HER WAY TO THE GROCERY STORE.....
ALL WHILE SHE IS IN LABOR!!!!
She told the cashier that this baby is FOR SURE coming today, but not until she gets her errands done, if she has anything to do with it!!!
And I believed her!!!
She had a lot of conviction in between contractions.
My point in this entire story/post, is that I am still in so much AWE of what a pregnancy and birthing entails for a woman. The mental and physical change is astounding!
But more so, the strength and courage is unfathomable to me.
I tell you what!?!?!?
If I conceived, grew a baby, then gave birth to a big headed thing through my hoo-haw,
it would be something I would be bragging about daily!!!
MARK MY WORD!!!!
AND!!!!
I would expect you all to be bowing to me in amazement.
And by all....
I mean men.
I can not believe how understated the whole process is!
Men have noooooooo idea what uncomfortable and pain means.
And the fact that you birthing women DO NOT throw it in their face or kung fu their asses every time they whine about a little sniffle,
is beyond me.
I can NOT think of one thing that would trump the baby process!!
Man: Hey, I have pneumonia, gingivitis, herpes, ingrown toenail, boils, cataracts, warts, arthritis, constipation, hemorrhoids, heart murmur, and erectile dysfunction.
Woman: Hey, I had a baby
Man: 0 Woman: 1
Woman to Woman.....
If you ever decide to go Chuck Norris on a dude....
I would totally get your back and be your Bruce Lee :)
THAT is how much I think you women ROCK!!!
You should be memorialized in platinum and diamonds at the stoop of every door step for all to remember what bad-asses you are!!!
My utmost respect for you birthers!!!
I think you are amazing warriors.
(i am no man hater.....
just a woman that see's injustice!)
2 comments:
Oh girl...I use this ALL THE TIME! To every man that I see fit needing a good smack down, not just my husband. When I think about it, it blows my mind too....and I've even done it....twice! I still can't believe my body grew a baby, GOT IT OUT (WOWZA) and then snapped back like I'd never been pregnant. Well-sort of. Stretch marks, back fat, etc. aside......you know what I mean. And breast feeding?! I find it completely fascinating and incredible that we have the ability to nourish and fatten up our babes with just our breast milk. The whole process is just amazing.....and I never want to do it again.
Ha! OMG I use this ALL the time. "Oh, you have a wittle stuffy nose?" "I had 5 freakin babies" It may be because I am married to the whiniest of boys but every time he is sick, it is the sickest he has EVER been. Don't even talk to me about not feeling well. I have been pregnant for 50 months. That's over 4 years. And then when it was time for his "procedure". You know, the big vasectomy that WE agreed HE would get. He got all chicken and was freaking out because they were going to cut his sack. Cut automatically meant stitches (or so he thought but he was wrong) And he went on for days about having stitches "down there"... I finally went postal on him. I have had stitches 4 (got lucky on one) TIMES!! 4 effin TIMES buddy. Don't EVEN talk to me about this. (tmi?) It all worked out in the end.
But in all seriousness, the human body is an amazing thing. That it can create any other human is simply amazing. All so we can be momma's and love these incredible creatures. AMAZING. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
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