Saturday, July 19, 2008

What is Eliab and Cake?

Well. I am sitting here watching Sarah roll on her Birthing Ball and tell me to be quiet every few minutes. The nurse keeps scurrying in and out like a professional interrogator. She asks questions while Sarah suffers, and I am suprised she doesn't start to extract confessions for things she hasn't been involved in. What kind of sick people tell you when you first get here, "I want to make you feel uncomfortable?" When Sarah asked if the Nurse would turn "down" the pitocin, it was a firm NO. How unique, bizarre, curious. I will never experience anything like this. Why? Because my curse if of a different nature entirely. At the end of this trip, we will Lord willing, have a squalling, pooping, eating, sleeping, ball of wonder.

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