bonny is one of my favorite peoples.

Couldn't sleep, decided to catch up in Bitches.

My 7th grade bio teacher gave us a sex talk, which we mocked mercilessly. And so my karma made me a sex ed teacher in Peace Corps. Got to teach way more than I would here in NC. In each of my classes I booted my co-teachers at the end of the unit to have an anonymous question session. Wish I'd kept some of the questions, they were pretty priceless.

Okay, going to try and get back to sleep for a bit.

O_A, rest easy, the phlebotomists who staff blood drives could tap your veins with their eyes closed. It's what they do all day, every day, totally the best folks to be poked by. Not like a doctor who has only practiced on oranges, garden hoses, and cavaders.

(((bonny))), thank you for posting that.

Good luck, omnis!

Tomorrow I'm gonna get a new bed. After close to 9 years with the Bed for Spartan Warriors (my own fault - I didn't think I'll spend that much time in it), I might get something more comfortable. Yay potential comfortable sleep!

Also, I don't remember any Talk, but I knew how babies come to the world (I probably was given it around 3, because my mom told me I came to her around that age and ask from her and my dad for a sibling). I just didn't link between that and teh sex whatsoever, until adolescence. I remember a sex ed/health class in school in the 6th grade, for boys and girls. The only thing I can remember from it was that the school nurse was giving it, and that she showed us how there are so many nick names to the genitalia, but not one to the uterus (at least, in Hebrew). Then she asked us why do we think there aren't any nick names to that organ. Good class.

Best abstaining ad I got, however, was childbirth documentaries and shows. Which my mom is obsessed with. I turned to her after 5 minutes of screaming from the screen and told her that if she keeps watching these while I'm in the living room, she can forget all about grandchildren. To her "but it's beautiful!", I replied with "she's in pain. And there's too much zoom in, for the love of God".

I don't know exactly if that brought me to my current opinion, but I still plan not to give birth. If and when I'll become a parent, if I'll still live in an urban society, I'd rather adopt.

To her "but it's beautiful!", I replied with "she's in pain. And there's too much zoom in, for the love of God".

The pain is kind of par for the course, but from our experience I think the amount of close-up camera work is optional.

Call me naive and inexperienced, but romanticizing a process which contains blood, screaming, sharp instruments and pain for hours as beautiful gets me suspicious.

Call me naive and inexperienced, but romanticizing a process which contains blood, screaming, sharp instruments and pain for hours as beautiful gets me suspicious.

The outcome, on the other hand: [link]

Call me naive and inexperienced, but romanticizing a process which contains blood, screaming, sharp instruments and pain for hours as beautiful gets me suspicious.

Eh, since I haven't gone through it (on the giving-birth end), I'm not going to presume to question the descriptions from people who have actually undergone it.

The outcome, on the other hand:

And billytea gets it in one. Cutiehead!

The outcome, of course, is so very pretty. My point is that it can be achieved in a simpler, humane way (biologically speaking). I'm a utilitarian to the core on this issue: there are way too many people on Earth and children who can't be raised by their own families for various reasons (not that I'm claiming I know better than those families, but there are many people who aren't apt to raise children). On the top of that, I don't want another living thing to spring out of me in labor. I really don't. And with my family's DNA, there are some things I don't want to pass to other people.

However, considering my education and my financial state, if I'll get knocked up by accident I'm not sure I'd be first in line for abortion. Unborn children have their rights too, and if I'm in a state to give a potential child support and good life, I'd do so. But as my logic goes, it's a situation I'll try and prevent as long as I'll stick to this logic.

Children are a wonderful thing, indeed. I just want to make sure that nobody would get hurt more than necessary in the process of family making.

A lot of people consider me to be weird for this opinion. I consider other people, mostly family members who see me every two years at best and their first question is whether or not I have a boyfriend, weird.

Maybe I should send them to see the Friday Scary Sex Toy.

Edit: since I haven't gone through it (on the giving-birth end), I'm not going to presume to question the descriptions from people who have actually undergone it.

I heard it described as beautiful and adorable from both undergoers and non-undergoers of childbirth. Hence my suspicious. I smile politely to men who describe it to me as such and suggest them to undergo it themselves if they're so eager to advocate it.

The outcome, on the other hand: [link]

Omigosh, I'd forgotten what a darling Ryan was when he was so tiny. He's such a beautiful, handsome boy now.