Another thread got me thinking about what a nut my sister is. I called her last week to complain that I thought the baby was breech (dd1 was, this little guy is not
). After weighing everything out I had resigned myself to the fact that if I couldn't get him to turn I'd end up with a c-section. I called my sister because she's had 2 and I just wanted some sort of reassurance that if I had one everything would be okay...you know? It scares the hell out of me and I thought she'd say something like, "Its not great, but you and baby will get through it!" Here's the conversation we really had:
Sis: Oh Stacey, you will LOVE your c-section!
Sis: there's no stress....
me: but its major abdominal surgery...
Sis: But just think, you'll get to pick your baby's birthday!
me: are you serious?
Sis: and their heads come out nice and round, not all cone-shaped
Sis: believe me, you'll LOVE it
This is the same woman who, after seeing me deliver dd2, commented that she couldn't believe I was up walking around and looked fine within minutes of birthing. She's also the same person who made me feel humiliated when I had a very small BM while pushing dd2 out. She was mature enough to scrunch up her nose and giggle that it was "so gross" while holding my leg for me. She's also the same person that, after overhearing me mention that this baby will not be circ'd, said, "Eeeew! Won't he look funny?!?"
Anybody want to trade sisters? She's 32yo people, my 17yo sister is more mature.