tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post6749072198542907765..comments2007-04-01T13:10:08.117+02:00Absolute Vanilla (and Atyllah)http://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387calladrin@gmail.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-55051894180130142582007-04-01T13:10:00.000+02:002007-04-01T13:10:00.000+02:00What interesting times you live in, Atyllah. I imagine if you stand around in a mall long enough you might see someone die as well.Wilfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15255247027469318384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-31817489026281783542007-04-01T10:20:00.000+02:002007-04-01T10:20:00.000+02:00Yes, I had a rather easy time because I didn't have the chance to deliver. But my wife had about 6 hours of pain, especially when she had no epidural - a fact that she's still proud of. That's why I respect all ladies who had delivered.Canterbury Soulhttp://doorsleftopen.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-82616378945608183062007-04-01T09:04:00.000+02:002007-04-01T09:04:00.000+02:00<B>Canterbury</B> - Erm, well, yes, good for you for feeling that way. Clearly you had an easy time of it. By all accounts this is not entirely usual. Are you sure it wasn't you who'd had the epidural?<BR/>:-)<BR/><BR/><B>Monideepa</B> - are you sure it's fulfilling - most humans of my acquaintance are constantly whinging about school fees, the cost of Playstations, discipline, the "I want" syndrome, recalcitrant behaviour... Doesn't sound that fulfilling to me and I remain unconvinced.<BR/>And in answer the the eternal question - the chicken came first.<BR/><BR/><B>Minx</B> - well yes, dear, that's just my point - it's terribly traumatic for the small human - and hence the atrocities so many humans go on to commit after and introduction to life of that nature. And in truth, I think many do remember the birth trauma - not consciously, but within the deep cell memories. 'Xplains a lot, methinks.<BR/>And thank you for missing me - I missed all your bewitchery too ;-)<BR/><BR/><B>Steve</B> - yes, as ever, you get my point spot on!<BR/><BR/><B>Marie</B> - thank you for missing me, Marie - so nice to feel appreciated. (Hmm, am I developing a human ego here...? Tsk!) And so glad you could relate to the post!<BR/>;-)Atyllahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-67202659843156873252007-04-01T08:53:00.000+02:002007-04-01T08:53:00.000+02:00Glad you're back, Atyllah. I missed you too.<BR/><BR/>I loved this post. Everything you say is so true!Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-11781850899848016762007-04-01T01:20:00.000+02:002007-04-01T01:20:00.000+02:00"And in time-honoured tradition the poor small innocent human is given a hearty smack. Yep, welcome to life on Earth, pal. There's more of that to come."<BR/><BR/>I'd never thought of it like that before. It's amusing, but also has a sad ring of truth to it :-(Stevehttp://www.blog-from-the-darkside.mr-c.me.uk/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-39021626170828336882007-03-31T21:23:00.000+02:002007-03-31T21:23:00.000+02:00Forgot to say I missed you - yes I did.Minxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03665385782194826703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-36675271662352146282007-03-31T21:22:00.000+02:002007-03-31T21:22:00.000+02:00Did most of my screaming when I found out I was pregnant!<BR/>With two births achieved in record time I would say that my only trauma was not packing enough food - they tried to starve me!<BR/><BR/>If you think that it is traumatic for those delivering, or observing, then think what it's like for the baby. Good job we don't remember it!Minxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03665385782194826703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-24163667400779665932007-03-31T18:43:00.000+02:002007-03-31T18:43:00.000+02:00Welcome back, Atyllah. Having been through the experience, I agree that human birth is traumatic (I never did cuss despite the pain)though it offers a lifetime of ensuing fulfilment. My son, an almost but not quite doctor, says that after the third child, it isn't much tougher than shitting a small pumpkin. But then, what will he know just by observing hundreds of mothers in the hopsital? It isn't the same as doing it yourself.<BR/><BR/>Of course you chickens are an evolved species, and so your birthing process is so much smoother. Hey, have you been able to figure out which came first? Atyllah the hen or the egg? Bakawk!monideepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15731911159001857813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-44118743232679419242007-03-31T17:30:00.000+02:002007-03-31T17:30:00.000+02:00Welcome back, Atyllah!<BR/><BR/>I, being a proud father of one, would like to say that witnessing a human birth is truly a human honour and a glorious privilege. Of course, the mother must be saluted and respected for doing the delivery.<BR/><BR/>But I must say that your experience is much more dramatic than mine. :)Canterbury Soulhttp://doorsleftopen.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-78455402849428959642007-03-31T16:06:00.000+02:002007-03-31T16:06:00.000+02:00<B>Saaleha,</B> - with child? Hmm, I've never heard of an elephant being with elephant or a chicken with egg. I do wonder at these human euphemisms... why not just call a spade a blunt shovel and be done with it - "I'm with huge pumpkin" you might say.<BR/>By the way, I don't know about a life changing experience but I'm sure it was a fanny changing experience!<BR/>Ooooooooow!Atyllahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-90348813037842055802007-03-31T16:04:00.000+02:002007-03-31T16:04:00.000+02:00<B>Debi</B> - ooh another person who missed me, I'm going to get all dribbly and clucky myself!<BR/><BR/>Yes, I know about Saaleha - I've decided she's addicted to birth endorphins and needs to be discouraged so that she doesn't end up overpopulating and already overcrowded world. Call it my small part in trying to save the planet.<BR/><I>evil cackle</I>Atyllahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-12170425207107049592007-03-31T16:03:00.000+02:002007-03-31T16:03:00.000+02:00Up the duff, Debi! How very unrefined. I'll have you know that it's actually called being 'with child' in more 'cultured circles ;) And don't tell me that giving birth wasn't a life changing experience for youSaalehahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12607453476839291138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-52107840900501603062007-03-31T15:54:00.000+02:002007-03-31T15:54:00.000+02:00You're back! You're back! <BR/> Delighted/relieved/dribbly/cackling/clucking ... all to show how pleased I am to see you.<BR/><BR/>Pssst - this may have passed you by but Saaleha's up the duff as we speak ....Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09600815804658702077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-47997277242151622102007-03-31T15:43:00.000+02:002007-03-31T15:43:00.000+02:00<B>Richard</B> - traumatic doesn't even begin to cover the horror. I think I'm going to have to arrange for a birthing delegation from the Allied Federation of Intergalactic Associations to come to Earth and show humans how painlessly and simply it can be done.<BR/><BR/><B>Saaleha</B> - frankly, my dear, I hear that the endorphins produced while a woman is in labour can be enough to get her totally stoned - therefore, I must conclude you were tripping and I have to say I do not believe a word you write, especially when I have it on good authority that giving birth is like shitting a humungous pumpkin - or having your lower lip pulled right up over your head. Ouch and double ouch!<BR/><BR/><B>Susan</B> - so nice to have been missed! Yes, I do seem to have an uncanny knack for being tracked down by the most unfortunate of misadventures. Oh what I'd do for a nice quiet life.<BR/>;-)Atyllahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-88570226890819338632007-03-31T15:34:00.000+02:002007-03-31T15:34:00.000+02:00Hi Atyllah,<BR/>Not in the mall of ALL places...<BR/>Poor, poor lady.<BR/>Colourful adventures seem to have a miscalculated way of tracking you down quicker than they do me, don't they. tee-hee!<BR/>And don't say you don't enjoy it. ;-)<BR/>Welcome back, darling. I have missed you.Susan Abrahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08818807164881810296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-81511177264171533612007-03-31T11:22:00.000+02:002007-03-31T11:22:00.000+02:00Seems Atyllah that you always find the worst of everything :p<BR/> <BR/>Birth can be an immensely fulfilling experience. Rearing children can too. I didn't scream, or swear or do any such thing with the birth of my first child even though my labour was incredibly long. And holding that little being in your arms, after having felt it move, and stretch and kick inside of you for oh so long, well, there aren't any words to do the feeling justice. More and more women are opting for active birth, which means they give birth in a position that is most comfy to them. And for some women this is a squat. And hey, chicken eggs do sometimes emerge streaked with poo. Elephants too have the blood, water, mucus, placenta. It's part of the whole life process.Saalehahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12607453476839291138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30553683.post-80412800211517272832007-03-30T23:58:00.000+02:002007-03-30T23:58:00.000+02:00Oh dear, Atyllah, that sounds horribly traumatic for you!<BR/><BR/>I think it just goes to show how much more highly evolved you chickens are.Richardhttp://undeadflowers.comnoreply@blogger.com