The kids were all here for dinner and Maggie was telling us about her friend who has become a doula. "Doula," Will said. "What's a doula?" Maggie and I filled him in on the deets, and then she told us that this long-time friend of hers is considering going back to school to become a midwife. I cannot think of a better person to do that job.
From there we had a generic conversation about birthing babies and epidurals. "Who the heck wouldn't want one of those things?" Maggie said. "I don't want to feel a thing."
Well, I had one of those and I really didn't like it. When I couldn't feel my legs my anxiety level went into overdrive.
"No way," Mags said. "Which one of us did you have it for?"
For you girls I had a painkiller. For Will I had the epidural.
That got the boy's attention.
"What??? Are you kidding me???? I'm the only kid of yours that you didn't feel coming out your vagina?"
More or less. No wait, it was definitely more.