A Multi-Purpose Morning After Pill
Did you know the morning after pill is birth control?
That's right,
its not an abortifacient!
My good friend MiTwife referred me to a great blog about midwifery. If you get curious, go to www.studentmidwife.org. So this blog got me thinking...
The thought of being pregnant makes me want to puke.
It also makes me feel suffocated.
I know, that must mean I am not ready.
(This is all good news as Hubby is not interested in having kids for a long time or perhaps forever. Sometimes I say thinks like, "Honey, I've been thinking... That always scares him. He worries that I might say that dirty word, BABY. I suppose that is a mean joke to play on him.)
Anyway,
So why is it that this topic interests me so?
MiTwife tells me stories of the births she attends as a doula and a midwife apprentice and I can't wait to hear all the details.
I am amazed by the biology of pregnancy and birth.
I always ask her questions.
I beg for more info from her.
She is brillant afterall.
Women bleed.
I used to think it was simply gross and unfortunate
that men don't,
but now I consider it a right.
It makes us powerful!
It makes us different,
in a good way.
I mean it when I say that I am not ready to breed.
However, I have developed some opinions about how I will bring a baby into this world if I do, indeed, ever get prego.
I can tell you
(because you care, right)
I would definetly not get an ob and go to a hospital.
The mainstream way of birthing babies in America is not for me.
I guess that makes me a granola cruncher.
Call me whatever,
I don't really care.
I am proud to be different.
Having a baby is not an illness or an emergency.
Therefore, there is no need to go to a hospital to deliver a baby (for me, I don't care what the rest of you do).
I could go on forever about this topic, but you are yawning so I will stop.
Another thought...
I wish there was a multi-purpose morning after pill.
Then I could take it the morning after I got no sleep because I listened to a stray car alarm all night or because I drank more then I planned to.
That's right,
its not an abortifacient!
My good friend MiTwife referred me to a great blog about midwifery. If you get curious, go to www.studentmidwife.org. So this blog got me thinking...
The thought of being pregnant makes me want to puke.
It also makes me feel suffocated.
I know, that must mean I am not ready.
(This is all good news as Hubby is not interested in having kids for a long time or perhaps forever. Sometimes I say thinks like, "Honey, I've been thinking... That always scares him. He worries that I might say that dirty word, BABY. I suppose that is a mean joke to play on him.)
Anyway,
So why is it that this topic interests me so?
MiTwife tells me stories of the births she attends as a doula and a midwife apprentice and I can't wait to hear all the details.
I am amazed by the biology of pregnancy and birth.
I always ask her questions.
I beg for more info from her.
She is brillant afterall.
Women bleed.
I used to think it was simply gross and unfortunate
that men don't,
but now I consider it a right.
It makes us powerful!
It makes us different,
in a good way.
I mean it when I say that I am not ready to breed.
However, I have developed some opinions about how I will bring a baby into this world if I do, indeed, ever get prego.
I can tell you
(because you care, right)
I would definetly not get an ob and go to a hospital.
The mainstream way of birthing babies in America is not for me.
I guess that makes me a granola cruncher.
Call me whatever,
I don't really care.
I am proud to be different.
Having a baby is not an illness or an emergency.
Therefore, there is no need to go to a hospital to deliver a baby (for me, I don't care what the rest of you do).
I could go on forever about this topic, but you are yawning so I will stop.
Another thought...
I wish there was a multi-purpose morning after pill.
Then I could take it the morning after I got no sleep because I listened to a stray car alarm all night or because I drank more then I planned to.
posted by Vegas Showgirl at 7:53 PM
11 Comments:
How about a morning after I spent too much money and I need it back pill
Morning after I didn't do my homework pill
Morning after I moved and my muscles are sore pill
I could go on and on....
As far as breeding...
Just thinking about being prego makes my utereus contract. I do'n understand why anyone would want to do something like that to their body. So many people tell me how wonderful it is, but then they go sit down b/c they are nauseated. My mom tells me that when she was pregnant with me it was so easy and only 45mins of labor. Then I reminder her that her sister went through 14 hours and dad's sister had it equally bad.
When are people going to realize babies are parasites? They attatch themselves to you, suck the life blood from you and eventually suck your wallet dry. They prevent sex, they prevent fun, they prevent living! Giving birth is the same as dying! Sure, sure, I might feel differently someday, but not for at least seven to eight years.
I am thankful there are vaccines for such parasites.
Ever heard of Placenta Patte'? No joke, people eat that shit right up.. Scary thing is, I'd probably try it, sicko as I am..
"Nice baby! Let's eat that ting that came out after it!'
Anyway, yes, children are such a change in your life. I wouldn't want to bring one into this world for a number of reasons.
1. Not unless I had ALOT of money.. and I can't stand that people do it when they can't even afford to live themselves.
2. Bye bye social life
3. Bye Bye peace
4. I'm sort of a pesimist, so why put another being through this hell anyway.
That's just the beginning...
Did you know that placenta is the only meat you can eat that you don't have to kill! That is gross. A.C. you are right, people eat placenta stew. Also, if the mother is bleeding alot after giving birth she can eat the placenta to stop it.Ewww!
enough with the madness!
Besides, you're having my baby.
in umpteen million years.
gnat years, that is.
Remember the rules dytz... the old fashion way... no test tubes or petri dishes.
Ewww...I am not fucking Dytz! He is like a brother. Besides we slept together enough (right Dytz)--ten years ago! He's good at spooning
And spooning is a good way to do it the old fashioned way. All you'll feel is a poke, a couple thrusts, a shutter and bam, you're with parasite for the next nine months.
QQ no fucking way! Yes Dytz I will have your babies a really long time from now. I am all for being a surrogate.:)
Oh, and BTW, SpyCgirl... you won't be fucking dytz... he'll be fucking you. Both literally and figuratively. First he'll poke you and then infect you. Fucked. Twice. For the price of one.
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