Dumb chick alert: I read People magazine.
Ah. That hurts to admit. But I do. And sometimes, when I am bored or sick (like I am today.. both) I click on the links at the bottom of the page to see what is happening on more salacious or scandalous tabloids. Today I stumbled across this bit of crap:
http://thestir.cafemom.com/pregnancy/139954/model_miranda_kerrs_judgy_comments
My dad says that 'interesting people do not talk about people.' My dad also spray painted the words "Reptilian Brain" on the wall of our garage, so what does he know?
Here's the deal folks - having been around the labor and delivery block a couple (plus 3) times I feel at liberty to comment on this story. I have done it both ways. I have delivered three big, healthy, alert babies without so much as a tylenol in my corner. I felt powerful, ultimately feminine. When it came time to deliver my 5th precious child, I didn't have the stuff it took to fight that battle because here's the deal folks:
Labor sucks.
It is stressful, it is scary (at times), and it hurts like hell. So, knowing all the information, I chose the path of least resistance. I opted for the epidural. Truth? The medication can pass from the spinal column and over the placenta and to the baby. The baby can be a bit groggy. That did not make one eeensy weensy bit of difference to me at all. And so you ask, what was the experience like? Well, it was peaceful. I could listen to the doctor without the mask of mortal pain and process exactly what was happening. I loved it. Was it a selfish decision, Yes. But, Lucy's birthday was indeed one of the best days of my life. Should God decide to show his incredible sense of humor and bless us with another child, I will do it the exact same way. Groggy baby or not.
I love Miranda Kerr. I am proud of her for sticking by her principles and choosing the path that she felt best for her child and herself. I just wish the people on the other side of the argument would own their position, as well, risks, selfishness and all.
