Help me bring forth life, and I’ll shower you with gold
It’s TMI Thursday!
TMI Thursday — live the horror, share the shame.
See Lilu’s awesomely funny blog for more information on TMIT!
In honor of several girlfriends who are about to give birth any day now, I bring you the story of Lee.
Lee was in a family way, and started feeling contractions. Since she’d had her first daughter very quickly, the doctor advised her to come in as soon as she started feeling contractions, so as to avoid an episiotomy. In his words, “Anyone can clip and catch.” So Lee headed to Labor and Delivery.
So labor proceeds nicely, and Lee, being of sound mind and body, opts for an epidural.
Now if you’ve ever given birth, you’ll know that they like to sort of let the epidural wear off towards the pushing stage, so that you can feel your contractions. No such luck for Lee (or maybe it was GOOD luck!) and she couldn’t feel her contractions. She did, however, feel as though she had to empty her bladder.
So Lee tells the obstetrician and attending nurses that she absolutely must
pee. They assured her that this pressure was just the contractions that she couldn’t otherwise feel and that the birth was rapidly approaching. So Lee began pushing. And pushing. And pushing. And then it happened. You know how you always see obstetricians on A Baby Story and similar shows and he/she’s wearing safety goggles? I always thought it was to prevent any blood or other birth fluids from getting in the eyes. I was wrong. It’s for the pee that women like Lee send flying in the doctor’s face. Yep, she pissed on him. Right in the face.
So when someone says “I’m pissed off!” and another retorts “better than being pissed ON!”…Lee’s doctor can attest to the truth of this.

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October 29, 2009 at 12:19 pm
ewwwwwwwwwwww!
October 29, 2009 at 12:27 pm
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October 29, 2009 at 12:30 pm
Instead of a Baby Shower… she had a Golden Shower!!! HEYOOOOOOOOOOOO
October 29, 2009 at 1:02 pm
Oh that is GOLDEN! And yet another reason why I don’t want to have children until I hit that age where I have no shame. i.e. my mom farts in public.
October 29, 2009 at 1:19 pm
Carissa, once you’re pregnant, you lose all shame. And if you don’t lose it during the pregnancy, you lose it when you’re in labor and everyone but the janitor is elbow-deep in your vag!
Lilu – Ha! I like that.
Amy, Ew indeed!
October 29, 2009 at 8:31 pm
Gross, Oh, my gosh Gross (lol)
October 31, 2009 at 3:06 pm
Coming from someone who peed her pants in first grade – I can relate.
Substitute milk & cookies for epidural and 28 first-graders for the doctor and I am Lee.