Once before I was married/had kids (but already knew I wanted to birth without drugs and breastfeed my babies... like my momma did for us!) I was babysitting two little girls. The older of the two came up and asked me if I was going to have kids. I said I hope to get married and have kids someday.
She asked "When you have kids, where do you want your cut?"
I said WHAT?
and she said when the baby comes out, do you want a cut like this (indicating vertical incision) or like this? (indicating low transverse incision)
I said I don't want a cut at all! (Sorry, but I'm not going to LIE to the poor deluded child!)
and she goes then HOW will the baby get OUT? Poor girl thought *I* was stupid... I said she should ask her mom about it. To this day the thought of that poor child horrifies me.
I was asked if the midwife gives you an epidural at home before. I just smiled and said, nope, I don't need one.
When I was pregnant with my first, I had been married 5 months, DH & I were thrilled. I told one of the people I worked with at the vet's office and he said "ruh-oh!" like it was a BAD thing... OK I know I look young and all, but geez! I said "My husband and I are very happy!" and he immediately changed his tune and offered the usual congratulations etc. Jerk.
I was told by my sOB at my pp appointment that:
I needed to get on birth control pills at 6 weeks
That the NON APPROVED pills he gave me were safe to take while breastfeeding because "the dosages are so low these days" (hello, they're HORMONES, by definition they are a substance that works in very tiny amounts!)
That it was "irresponsible" to have kids close together in age
I opened one of the sample packs, just to read the package insert. It had microscopic print with all kinds of technical jargon, but the laregest print ALL CAPS and BOLDED said "DO NOT TAKE THIS PRODUCT WHILE BREASTFEEDING!"
I never went back, and I guess I'm "irresponsible" because I already had 3 kids by the time DS1 was 3 years old. They're the light of my life and I am honored to be their mother. They seem to be doing OK, everyone always says my kids are beautiful, cute, sweet, enjoyable to talk to, and that I have a lovely family. Except that doc, he told my MIL when he heard #2 was a girl "Oh good, now they have one of each they can stop" (Yeah, that's why we had two kids, to get a complete "set") MIL said our family decisions were between DH and me (GO MIL!!!) and sOB said "But surely as his mother you could put a word in..." MIL realized that was not the opportune moment to tell him #3 was already on the way and we were all happy about the new blessing. Some doctors should just NOT be allowed within 50 miles of a pregnant woman...