Whence is it fled?

[radegund]

Hmm. I'm not sure where this week went. Missing Monday seems to have had the effect of telescoping the rest of the week into about half an hour. Yesterday afternoon I caught myself thinking "right, it's about time I planned my work for the week ... oh".

I have eleven working days left. I'll be completely dazed by the end of it, I reckon.

I've got noticeably larger in the last couple of weeks. My inner child is growing its brain, say the books. My GP, ever encouraging, continues to exclaim what a big baby I've got. (I've decided I have a big cervix too.)

This business of bringing new people into the world - you couldn't make it up, could you?

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[ailbhe]

Shortly after I had Linnea, I realised that everything I was taught about How Babies Are Made (the whole egg, sperm, gestation bit) was a myth, and actually nobody knows what happens. The biology books describe something that just isn't possible. It just seems plausible until you have a baby.

Big babies are nice because you don't need to worry about them *at* *all* which is an incredible blessing. Just remember your right to pain relief.

[radegund.livejournal.com]

The biology books describe something that just isn't possible. It just seems plausible until you have a baby.

See, I suspected as much. It's all so ridiculously implausible, when you think about it. They must take us for idiots.

Just remember your right to pain relief.

Yes, indeedy!

I'm deriving great interest from the varying perspectives displayed by the people giving the ante-natal classes I'm attending in Holles Street. The midwives emphasise non-chemical pain relief and are very clear on the risks and inconveniences of the epidural, and they tend to say vague, fluffy things like "come to the hospital when you feel you need our support"; while the physiotherapist seems to go entirely by the book - "come to hospital when you're having 40-second contractions ten minutes apart", "hospital policy is not to allow solids while you're in labour" (one I'm going to have to challenge), "you'll have a caesarean if you haven't given birth twelve hours after being admitted".

Probably partly down to the personalities involved, but I'm intrigued by the contrasts.

(FWIW, I'm still hoping to avoid having a needle stuck in my spine. We'll see how I go with the alternatives.)