Tag Archives: a life less ordinary

As it turns out, I was wrong. There is some­thing worse than the afore­men­tioned scen­ario. You could also have a chocol­ate milk addic­tion, and as a res­ult, also require a Swaz­arian Sec­tion (where they take the baby out through an incision roughly the size and shape of Swazi­l­and), and your baby gets born with cocoa crav­ings.
Howwible. Tewwible. Nightmawish even.

We have also determ­ined that the worst thing that could ever hap­pen is going through Labour Col­our Oed­ema Anaes­thesia Theatre at the Centre for Pae­di­at­rics– really what I meant was labour, as in the preg­nancy, not as in the work or the polit­ics and isn’t it a shame that you didn’t end up at the Women’s Hospital, […]