Before I had my brood (2 boys: DS1 3 yrs, DS2 4 months) I would inwardly scoff whenever my friends had babies but were then unable to tell me exactly how their labour and contractions felt ....'bad period pains and passing a melon through a keyhole' were vaguely muttered about but nobody could adequately clarify to my satisfaction how it REALLY felt for them.
Naïvely I thought I would be different! I would remember EVERYTHING in precise detail. I promised myself I'd take notes / even make recordings during the process so I could respond with clarity and detail when asked how labour feels - i.e. 'yes contractions feel like being squeezed by the tentacles an octopus on speed'. But dear me would't you know it? here I am 3 years later with 2 births behind my belt and I would be at an absolute loss to describe to you how a contraction feels or the sensations I felt pushing my 9.5lb son out into the world with little more than my husband's hand to bite down on.
Labour amnesia of course plays a vital part in getting us to reproduce more than once but I still feel a bit sore (excuse the pun) about being duped by nature into forgetting and it makes me wonder what other perceptions our mind's distort for us in order to make us repeat them.
Like that scene in the Matrix when Mouse wonders what 'Tasty Wheat' really tastes like i've started to question other things too. Looking back at newborn photos of DS1 recently I was shocked at how odd and ugly he looked as a newborn - all scrunched up and grumpy with a shock of hair like a gonk - of course through my rose tinted mother's spectacles he looked absolutely adorable and I still feel wistful looking ay the pictures but I realise my friends must have been lying through their teeth when they showered him with platitudes. Certainly when I see friends newborn babies i'm often struck by how odd they look and have to be quite creative with my compliments - 'oh what soft skin he has' is quite a common one!
I am currently absolutely besotted with my 4 month old and think he's the most beautiful thing ever to have been created, even his poo smells great to me - (how weird is that!) but a part of me is very tempted to submit a photo of him here to get an honest unbiased opinion of him... I'd still see him as perfect i'm sure but it would be interesting to see him through other's eyes without the filters imposed by mother nature!