The Miracle of Life!
Okay. So you had to see that movie in the seventh grade. Maybe your parents even had to sign something before you saw it. There was a baby and it was...oh my...that's what...? Oh. Wow. Um.
And the girls closed their eyes and pushed their legs closer together. I'm not sure what the boys did. One revealed to me today that it helped him confirm he was gay.
Last week in preparing for childbirth class our teacher popped a video in and prefaced the show by saying not to worry, there was nothing really graphic in the video.
Nothing except the miracle of life, shown multiple times at different stages and sometimes seemingly in slow motion. And. Um. Wow. Um.
It was the trippiest thing I have ever seen. More insane than a David Lynch film. Disturbing but also, well, that's all where we come from, isn't it? I consider myself to be showering hippie friendly, very woo woo and all that, but I'm not sure that midwifery is the vocation for me. I'm really not sure I needed to see those visuals, right down to the examination of the placenta, or how anyone could consider them calming to a person about to give birth. This takes me aback, as I really dig the human body, what a piece of work is man, no shame necessary. It's not like I'm all "ew, girly parts" or that I believe gestation takes place in a test tube or that babies really look the way newborns look on television.
Birth is a miracle, and I'm all for it. But man, that was one video.
And the girls closed their eyes and pushed their legs closer together. I'm not sure what the boys did. One revealed to me today that it helped him confirm he was gay.
Last week in preparing for childbirth class our teacher popped a video in and prefaced the show by saying not to worry, there was nothing really graphic in the video.
Nothing except the miracle of life, shown multiple times at different stages and sometimes seemingly in slow motion. And. Um. Wow. Um.
It was the trippiest thing I have ever seen. More insane than a David Lynch film. Disturbing but also, well, that's all where we come from, isn't it? I consider myself to be showering hippie friendly, very woo woo and all that, but I'm not sure that midwifery is the vocation for me. I'm really not sure I needed to see those visuals, right down to the examination of the placenta, or how anyone could consider them calming to a person about to give birth. This takes me aback, as I really dig the human body, what a piece of work is man, no shame necessary. It's not like I'm all "ew, girly parts" or that I believe gestation takes place in a test tube or that babies really look the way newborns look on television.
Birth is a miracle, and I'm all for it. But man, that was one video.
posted by Laura at 9:29 PM
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pillow. It's great, but it also takes up a lot of space in our not-king sized bed. Eric has taken to calling it the giant two-man pillow. It's like there's four of us in there. Or four and a half.
