wee creatures and their mothers

i'm working in labour & delivery this month. i've learned some stuff:

1) it's not so bad to be covered in blood & goo, especially if your boots are black

2) it is just incredible what a woman's body & mind can do to get those wee little creatures grown and out into the world.

3) even women who are self-described 'whimps' can tolerate an incredible amount of pain, whith the help of all of those endorphins.

4) joyfully crying dads make me cry.

5) a new understanding about why women & enjoyment of sex weren't thought to mix for such a long time: imagine delivering a baby, maybe getting important and tender bits of your anatomy torn and mashed in the process, maybe having those shreds healing whilly-nilly with infection and scarring (before the joys of clean and timely repair), and then try to work yourself into an aroused frenzy when next an engorged phallus comes your way.

6) babies are slippery.