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Carter Edwin Harris was born at 1:26 pm and he is 8 lbs 13 oz. Yep.
Ha, I had all these things I was going to say about it but I don't know if I want to say them anymore. Suffice to
I had a hard time with it, especially at first. Granted it's Kelsey's own damn fault that she is having a kid, and I now think any teenager whoring themselves around with lunkhead druggie scum should have to go to a birth, but even so--for some reason I just got really unnerved by hearing my little sister scream in agonizing pain. I'm sure she milked it more than most, and I'm sure she should have been in a hospital with drugs like any sane person who wasn't sane enough not to have a kid in the first place, but I still really hated it. Nature is fucked up.
So for like almost an hour I was ready to cry or puke, and I seriously contemplated running out the door and leaving, and how much they would hate me if I did. My mother said if I missed this I'd regret it forever. Maybe. I hate missing things. And it was a valuable experience. It solidified my desire to NEVER EVER EVER get pregnant.
So yeah, it was really gross at some parts, but she was in a blow-up plastic pool in the living room, which is hilarity in itself. Actually frightening would be the first word that comes to mind. Two things that surprised me were that there wasn't very much blood until the end, and not even then really, and that it happened so fast. I didn't know once you get the head, the rest of the baby just pops right out. Like *pop*.
And little Carter. Well I'm certainly not a good judge of babies, but I even thought he was gorgeous for a newborn. I always thought newborns were wrinkly and ugly, but he's all smooth and soft, and he looks just like Kelsey, which thank God--I don't call Mike Assface just for his personality. And I held him. I haven't held a newborn baby since I was like 6 years old. I've been calling him C-dawg, Kelsey likes that. She made a point of telling me that I did very good today--didn't throw up or say anything negative. Ha. I love Kelsey. Dammit. I can't pretend.
On a completely, insanely unrelated note, I have been in such DORK ecstasy over the fact that it is Hercules marathon week on the Scifi Channel. Hercules: The Legendary Journeys was my first real fandom. Hence the icon--heheheeee, Iolaus! You know, I realized Peter Jackson was involved with Hercules and the Lost Kingdom--Weta worked on that. And you know what else--Karl Urban played Cupid! I didn't even recognize him without the blond hair. Don't ask me how long it took me to realize Heath Ledger was the guy who played Connor in Roar.
Oh and to completely dirty my entry,
so basically:
--It's funny they took the Spuffy "I love you" bit out of the flashback.
--Why did no one tell me fuckhead gets second billing??
--I am liking Angel again. Maybe it's a side effect of extreme Spike hatred. "You spent three weeks moaning in a basement and you were fine. What's fair about that?" WORD homie.
--Who wrote FH's extremely cheesy stereotypical British dialogue?
--Harmony is less annoying than expected and actually kinda funny.
--I miss Connor and Cordy! TOTPL!!*
--We need to work harder on humiliating non-corporeal FH. Cause otherwise it's not worth it.
--Am not sure about watching next week, but the trailer was funny, "The man who once loved Buffy like a million years ago on another show will now fall in 'love' with some guestage blond in all of two, maybe three segments! It's gonna be great. Did we mention the name Buffy?"
*The One True Pervy Love
Ha, I had all these things I was going to say about it but I don't know if I want to say them anymore. Suffice to
I had a hard time with it, especially at first. Granted it's Kelsey's own damn fault that she is having a kid, and I now think any teenager whoring themselves around with lunkhead druggie scum should have to go to a birth, but even so--for some reason I just got really unnerved by hearing my little sister scream in agonizing pain. I'm sure she milked it more than most, and I'm sure she should have been in a hospital with drugs like any sane person who wasn't sane enough not to have a kid in the first place, but I still really hated it. Nature is fucked up.
So for like almost an hour I was ready to cry or puke, and I seriously contemplated running out the door and leaving, and how much they would hate me if I did. My mother said if I missed this I'd regret it forever. Maybe. I hate missing things. And it was a valuable experience. It solidified my desire to NEVER EVER EVER get pregnant.
So yeah, it was really gross at some parts, but she was in a blow-up plastic pool in the living room, which is hilarity in itself. Actually frightening would be the first word that comes to mind. Two things that surprised me were that there wasn't very much blood until the end, and not even then really, and that it happened so fast. I didn't know once you get the head, the rest of the baby just pops right out. Like *pop*.
And little Carter. Well I'm certainly not a good judge of babies, but I even thought he was gorgeous for a newborn. I always thought newborns were wrinkly and ugly, but he's all smooth and soft, and he looks just like Kelsey, which thank God--I don't call Mike Assface just for his personality. And I held him. I haven't held a newborn baby since I was like 6 years old. I've been calling him C-dawg, Kelsey likes that. She made a point of telling me that I did very good today--didn't throw up or say anything negative. Ha. I love Kelsey. Dammit. I can't pretend.
On a completely, insanely unrelated note, I have been in such DORK ecstasy over the fact that it is Hercules marathon week on the Scifi Channel. Hercules: The Legendary Journeys was my first real fandom. Hence the icon--heheheeee, Iolaus! You know, I realized Peter Jackson was involved with Hercules and the Lost Kingdom--Weta worked on that. And you know what else--Karl Urban played Cupid! I didn't even recognize him without the blond hair. Don't ask me how long it took me to realize Heath Ledger was the guy who played Connor in Roar.
Oh and to completely dirty my entry,
so basically:
--It's funny they took the Spuffy "I love you" bit out of the flashback.
--Why did no one tell me fuckhead gets second billing??
--I am liking Angel again. Maybe it's a side effect of extreme Spike hatred. "You spent three weeks moaning in a basement and you were fine. What's fair about that?" WORD homie.
--Who wrote FH's extremely cheesy stereotypical British dialogue?
--Harmony is less annoying than expected and actually kinda funny.
--I miss Connor and Cordy! TOTPL!!*
--We need to work harder on humiliating non-corporeal FH. Cause otherwise it's not worth it.
--Am not sure about watching next week, but the trailer was funny, "The man who once loved Buffy like a million years ago on another show will now fall in 'love' with some guestage blond in all of two, maybe three segments! It's gonna be great. Did we mention the name Buffy?"
*The One True Pervy Love