Emotional pain?  Bring it.  Psychological challenges?  Bring it.  Muscle pain?  No pain, no gain.  But give me a leg wax and I develop a trucker mouth and sweat like someone lit me on fire!  (Which is one of the reasons why I finally did laser hair removal – money well spent!)

Based on this, I’m a bit concerned as to how I will fair at giving birth.  No, not concerned. I think the word I’m looking for here is, TERRIFIED.

First, I’ll have to forewarn my Dr. and the nurses on staff of my trucker mouth syndrome in response to pain.  My guess is that there will be a few variations of the F-WORD, a JESUS CHRIST! and some HOLY SHIT! slung around during intense labor.

Second, I’ll be sure the epidural is pre-ordered and then pay, threaten or kidnap the anesthesiologist to wait outside my door.

The time is coming soon, so I’ll spend some time “visualizing” an easy, painless birth.  That will work, right?