Birthing horror stories not enough to put most women off
OPINION: The biological urge to reproduce must be nearly indestructible.
For men I can understand it. They don't need to go through the pushing, the prodding, the slicing or the stretch marks.
But for women I just don't get it.
A good majority of my friends have had children.
Most are on their first baby and of course we catch up after the delivery so I can have a nurse of their child - and hear all the gory details.
Although some of those details have been truly grisly, it has never made me feel, out of a sense of sheer self-preservation, that I shouldn't have a kid.
Of course I have considered what the pain might be like - I'm definitely not committing myself to a drug-free birth by any means.
But take my own mother, for example - every year on our birthdays she reminisces about the gruelling labour and difficult deliveries she had with me and my brother.
Does it put me off wanting kids of my own? Not one iota.
Maybe it's the fact that babies are just so damn cute.
There is one thing that puts me off the idea of having kids for at least a day or two.
Whenever news breaks of some poor innocent woman having to deliver a baby weighing upwards of 6-7kg, I do start to get a little squeamish.
There was a 6.1kg whopper born in Germany the other day.
The most horrifying thing was that the kid was born naturally. The mind boggles.
Don't they have caesareans in Germany?