Believe me: if you are told that some experience is going to hurt, it will hurt. Most pain is in the mind, and when a woman absorbs the idea that the act of giving birth is excruciatingly painful--when she gets this information from her mother, her sisters, her married friends, and her physician--that woman has been mentally prepared to feel great agony.
Who wrote the story in question?
What is the very cool thing about the author that I just learned?
Who is the OTHER author that led me to this cool thing, and this cool quote?
Am I the biggest nerd you've ever met?
Also, is there anyone on any mommy community that focusses on teens that actually get along with their child(ren)? Am I the only one whose kids didn't hate them growing up and STILL DON'T? Almost every LJ community I've looked at that deals with teen parenting, the majority of the posts are "rant, rant, rant, my kid hates me, I hope he/I/both of us can survive 'till he's 21 ZOMG!" I mean, I've had my share of battles with my kids, but really, we've never reached the point where we weren't speaking, even when they were in the heart of the TeenageRebellion!Angst (which we had darned little of, thank the gods). Even now, mr_t00by and I get along very well (and not just because he's thousands of miles away. *g*). Am I just an odd person with odd kids, or what? And today, I've run into a couple of RL people who basically are of the opinion that most parents of teenagers can't wait to send them out of the house so they can have their lives back. This is a foreign concept to me. My kids are welcome to come and live with me (in a bigger house, hopefully) until I'm old and grey and in a rest home (or an in-law apartment, w00t!). Am I obsessed with my kids (I don't think so--they all have very full separate lives from me), am I lonely (sometimes, but I keep myself busy), or am I just fortunate enough to count my one teenage and three adult children among my friends? And is that a bad thing? I don't think so. Not for a second.
Having said that, I know there's circumstances between parents and kids that make the anger and resentment come and set up housekeeping. I guess after everything is said and done, I'm just a lucky mama. And I'd do it again in a New York nanosecond.
In ALACE news, I'm making progress on Module One.
In wherethehellaminow news, I'm still at patchfire's house, in the not-so-warm-yet Georgia, which is also the home of quite possibly the coolest, sweetest, brightest little boy to come down the pike since my own lovely boys were ickle (not to mention his equally ubercool big sister).
*sigh* I'm also a lucky goddessmother.
Life is good, but I'm gonna be sorry I stayed up so late when it's 7:30 a.m. and Gillian wakes me up with tomorrow's narrative.
Also (don't worry, I'll stop soon), mr_t00by posted a Shiny, Happy first-day-of-spring post.. I picture him skipping. :)
Now I'm going to bed. Kara and Jess and all, Eddie and I will almost surely be around tomorrow evening for RPage, if you're interested, unless of course Georgia falls off of the map or loses electricity or sommat.
ETA: I actually have TWO teenage kids, because i_am_a_hannah is going to be 19 next month, but since she's also an adult, I included her in that category. *loves*