Saturday, January 31, 2009

Wow, My Mind Is Truly Amazing!

In the last post, I said that I had never experienced a single labor pain. This is not exactly true, but I kind of forgot about it.

When Kitty Boy was two I had a miscarriage on my 35th birthday (that's right--feel sorry for me). Even though I was three months along, I had always felt something wasn't quite right, so it wasn't as tragic as it could have been. So it took two days for this to take place, and towards the end I hemorrhaged and was in such excruciating pain that it took three shots of Demerol and a few ER nurses holding me down to put me back in my right mind. Then I had an emergency D&C in the middle of the night.

How could I have forgotten that? My mantra throughout each of my pregnancies was, "14 year-olds do this every day. Illiterate pioneer women did this every day. I can do this." I have shared this with my highly educated, Italian-professor friend Marie with great success. It's what got her through her daughter's delivery with flying colors. I wish I could credit my lack of labor to amazing will-power and mind control, but I think it was probably divine intervention. The Lord (and everyone else who knows me) knew I was an incredible wimp. If I had ever had pain even remotely like that miscarriage, Drummer Boy would have been an only child. I guess the other three were supposed to get here in spite of my wimpiness.

That's quite an interesting event to let slip my mind. What's next in the queue?

1 comment:

Karies place said...

Yep, I agree. We are designed to "forget" the labor and such so that we can have more if it's intended. I'm sorry about your miscarriage. But at least you know he was perfect and just needed a body for a bit. HUGS