To assist you in determining who is more likely to pass out in the delivery room here is some background information to assist you:
When Brandon had to go with me to the ER for breaking a window and getting 10 stitches in my slashed wrist, he almost passed out while I was getting checked in and prepped. He was white as a ghost and had to go outside and lay down on the sidewalk.
I've passed out from pain before. I was running around getting ready for work one morning a few years ago and I smashed my elbow against my bedroom door. As I was walking down the hallway my elbow was throbbing and I started getting light headed. I reached my hand out to balance myself against the wall and the next thing I knew my face hurt really bad and I thought I had run into the wall. I opened my eyes and realized I had passed out and smashed my face on the floor. It was a painful morning.
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Brandon is, uh, winning.
i figure enough will be going on for you to keep you from passing out. brandon on the other hand just has to hang out and hold your hand. Much more opportunity for him, i think.
I voted for myself!
Maybe if you pass out during child birth you'll miss the whole thing! I'm still traumatized from Anna's stories.
This is easy. It's Brandon for sure. And remember, Miller, the bigger they are, the harder they fall...you better wear a helmet to the hospital.
I love the helmet idea! I want to see a picture of brandon in the delivery with the helmet on!! Awesome
Wow! Sounds like a painful combination!
I joke to people that a good prediction of how well you can handle the pain of labor is to like slam your finger in a drawer or door or stub your toe really bad and then see how well you can breathe through it calmly and level-headedly while picturing yourself in a calm ocean... which is why i was very grateful for my epidural (because I'm not very level-headed during pain). I'm sure you guys will do great, though!!
It's alright, Creep-Show, The Dave almost passed out when Sloan was born -- and I'm a man's man. /cough.
Don't forget to text me/send me a phone picture of that little turd once it happens, or I'll have Ash whomp your can.
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