Those shot through epidurals in particular.

Even though they NEVER work in my case. (Three out of three deliveries, and I’ve yet to have a chance to be that woman who brags, “I didn’t feel a thing!” Not for a lack of trying, I assure you.)

So maybe I just heart the overall possibilities and hopes associated with drugs…

Whatever.

I am off to the hospital to welcome my new nephew, who is due to arrive any minute now. I’ve got my camera, extra batteries, my iPod, a good book, the address of the closest Starbuck’s, and a full arsenal of dirty looks on standby.

Because she is that woman who brags, “I didn’t feel a thing!”

Which just makes me heart the possibilities and hopes associated with drugs even more-

And hate her everliving guts, of course.

But I’ll be sniffing a handful of fresh newborn sometime this afternoon (sigh), so I may just be able to forgive her a little.

Although I seriously doubt it.

**UPDATE**

Introducing Baby J

Baby J arrived after about 2 hours of labor and 2 pushes (if that), weighing in at 7 lbs & 2 oz. and measuring 20 inches long. Unfortunately, I missed his birth by about 8 minutes… She was dilated to a 5 when I left my driveway and had dropped that babe quicker than it took me to drive across town to the Huntsville Hospital.

His little head and ear bruised from basically falling out of her womb at warp speeds.

She felt nothing, of course, and smiled as she told me that she “really didn’t even have to push and he was there”.

I officially hate her.

I’ll post more pictures over at Flickr over the next couple of days…

But if you just can’t wait, I’m pretty certain that if you stick your face close enough to your monitor, you’ll be able to smell that new baby smell just enough to make your uterus ache.