![]() ![]() But that isn’t quite right-after all, what does it mean for pain to be “memorable”? You’re either in pain or you’re not. People say women forget about the pain of labor, due to some kind of God-given amnesia that keeps the species reproducing. I guess I’m just waiting to die, your mother said, bemused and incredulous, the last time we saw her, her skin so thin in her borrowed bed. There’s never been a human that it didn’t. It will do you even if you don’t believe it will do you, and it will do you in its own way. You will have realized that death will do you too, without fail and without mercy. Nonetheless, you will have touched death along the way. If all goes well, the baby will make it out alive, and so will you. I was ready to scream, but labor turned out to be the quietest experience of my life. ![]() I didn’t know, however, very much about experiences that demand surrender-that run over you like a truck, with no safe word to stop it. This sounded good-I like physical experiences that involve surrender. You don’t do labor, I was counseled several times before the baby came. i could’ve stayed another hundred years right there- kissing her and visiting with her. ![]()
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