The TMI Files. The Things You Think About When You Might Be Dying.Magilla is now four years old, and every year I think back to how small she was when she was born. Well, small when you consider how tall she is now, but at nearly 4.5kg (9lb 12& 1/2) she was a big baby.
It amazes me that I was able to create such a remarkable creature, and that so far I am raising her well. So far. I'll revisit that thought when she hits 12.
Anyway, the labour was long and while not exactly difficult, it wasn't going anywhere. The gory details: I didn't dilate and she didn't drop. Didn't stop the contractions, though, and after 22 hours it was decided to go for a caesar (yay!).
While there was, obviously, a very happy result to all this drama, there were also a few times when I was lucid enough to consider the possibility of not surviving. This is one of the things that modern medicine tends to inure us to - giving birth can kill you. We are not, after all immortal, even if we think so at times.
When thinking back on this earlier this weekend, I remembered what went through my head.
I saw my reflection in the mirror and remarked to myself that I looked just like my mum not long before she died. That haggard, drawn, look that extended pain can bring on.
I also remembered a song,
For your viewing and listening pleasure, I give you: Let's Fist Again!
Finding that again also reminded me of the Top 10 Cutest Kittens which I am happy to share with you.
(you need speakers, and be careful who is watching with you. There are plenty of people who don't like kittens.)