today in human development class..we were learning about zygotes and fetuses and all that great stuff...then my professor told us about the birthing stuff... dialation..bla bla bla..episiotomies...and then someone raised their hand. oh no. right after the definition of 'episiotomy'.
"Well, when i had my first son.. my episiotomy......" i wish i could type out the details, but i just cant. and i bet your grateful for that. lets just say she went into detail about the cutting and the ripping and the tearing and the pain. and i wanted to gouge my ears out with my pen.
i then noticed the 3 poor, bewildered and disgusted young gentleman sitting behind me, cursing the day they decided to take this class, and beating themselves up for not skipping this lecture.
2 comments:
Just you wait Nicole. One day you will wish you would have heard that ladies story. And, no, I'm not being sarcastic.
Ya know who's glad they don't have to have babies? Me. I'm glad. Love you cole.
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