A very close friend became an auntie today – but something she said got me thinking.
And its no isolated case – everybody seems to forget the mechanics behind having children.
“Little William was born today – Mother and Child are doing well” – what about bloody dad?
Dad’s probably got a burst eardrum from all the screaming, a broken hand from all the squeezing, and he’s never looking at his wife’s bits the same way ever again. The poor guy is probably shattered mentally and physically…
… or maybe people prefer to ignore the negatives on such a happy occasion.