Bite me

They will try to scare you with all possible means.
All of them.
Things to worry about will be thrown at you from all angles imaginable.
And than all angles unimaginable.

For instance.

There is this little thing called transition, somewhere between the first and second part of labour, that supposed to be the worst ever pain known to humankind. Until you hit crowning and than it supposed to turn up a notch, where the humble vagina becomes the ring of fire. Thank you.

But back to transition. The woman who runs our antenatal classes tells us that our man at this stage should just step away from our labouring selfs, for we become unpredictable to the point of dangerous. Our other half should run for your life.

Our pretty faces will twist in furious anger.
Our cherry lips will spill abuse.
And we will hit and we will bite.

Or we will withdraw into some cocoon filled with pain and motionless silence.

I told the man, that I find it a bit unfair that she constantly keeps on adding to the black list.
He though the biting was over the top as well.

I know that I have myself a real man.
And I know that he loves me for real.

He just looked me in the eye, and said: Babe, it at that point you feel like you need to bite me, than you bite me, ok?

Fuck yeah.

Emotions :{

:)

Whatever that means. It is a brutal reduction of something so immensely complex that language can't possibly express it accuratly and than we throw this on our emotions and we are sorted.

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Me and my hormones go to curious places. I was in the shower with the boy when the emotion hit me.
That I love the man.
That I love the man so much /beat
that it might be time to /beat

Tatto his name on to my arm.

/pause

TATTO his name on to MY ARM.

The sheer terror of love, and the unprobability of the freak of all my ideas was dripping from me together with warm water and the palmolive spa cucumber edition.

I promised the boy there in the shower that his mother will not loose it.
That he will be born to the woman whose womb he implanted himself, who was funny and intelligent and unique.

It might take some wrestling with petrifyingly random thoughts, but I will win.

I have to win.

;)