Panic Room
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiih!
I have to admit that I have been postponing coping with the feelings about this whole giving birth thing. It came to me like a good bitch slap last night while trying to fall asleep. Mama! I don“t know how I will be able to deal with a situation like that. Blood, sweat and tears. Feelings stronger than life. Strange fluids and a lot of female power.
Normally I faint just looking at a needle. And blood. I hate blood. My stomach is twisting right now by just thinking of the situation. And in muy, muy poco tiempo I am supposed to be supporting my wife while she is giving birth to some little bastardo. My very own little special bastardo.
Really. I think it will be too much for me.
Send me your good thoughs.
I have to admit that I have been postponing coping with the feelings about this whole giving birth thing. It came to me like a good bitch slap last night while trying to fall asleep. Mama! I don“t know how I will be able to deal with a situation like that. Blood, sweat and tears. Feelings stronger than life. Strange fluids and a lot of female power.
Normally I faint just looking at a needle. And blood. I hate blood. My stomach is twisting right now by just thinking of the situation. And in muy, muy poco tiempo I am supposed to be supporting my wife while she is giving birth to some little bastardo. My very own little special bastardo.
Really. I think it will be too much for me.
Send me your good thoughs.

4 Comments:
Nemas problemas, that blood thing is like Rebeccas fear of coins and metal, it's based on absolutely nothing, really.
So many people supported there wives before.
Josef, Jesus, Jan, Ingemar, Filip, you soon and Jon later.
(btw, Jon's kid is going to be a real bastardo since they're not married)
It's going to be soooo great!!
El slacker is the one that holds your hand in the meantime.
I can't add much to that Steve. You're not there to hold her hand. You're there so she can hold yours and scream abuse at you if she feels the need.
My grandfather was in the pub when my mother was born. A century of feminism has still not found a useful role for the father in the delivery room. There isn't one. Try and stay conscious. I wish I could speak from experience, I'm making this up but I'm sure you'll be fine.
I can't add much to that Steve. You're not there to hold her hand. You're there so she can hold yours and scream abuse at you if she feels the need.
My grandfather was in the pub when my mother was born. A century of feminism has still not found a useful role for the father in the delivery room. There isn't one. Try and stay conscious. I wish I could speak from experience, I'm making this up but I'm sure you'll be fine/reborn.
I thank you for your your kind and wise words. They really help.
We will go through this together. United as one.
One world, one slacker.
Soon one more slacker among us.
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