tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270542955068469131.post4983775504429713752..comments2023-06-22T05:34:31.489-07:00Comments on NamLyd: “Why do women exaggerate the pain of childbirth?”NamLydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00303411148892958745noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270542955068469131.post-10178482806708242452016-06-18T21:45:39.292-07:002016-06-18T21:45:39.292-07:00Well if childbirth exceeds the pain a body can bea...Well if childbirth exceeds the pain a body can bear, then why aren't all mothers dead from passing this imaginary line? Pancreatitis, which I have suffered, as well as millions of Men, makes childbirth seem like a bee sting. Tired of these ridiculous assumptions about the "Superior Female Form" Common ground is more valuable than boiling oceans. Stop hating on men every chance you have.<br /><br />Sharon,<br />Mother of five<br />Grandmother twiceEverymanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17234473025091271375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270542955068469131.post-21530594044610179312014-10-07T22:14:18.633-07:002014-10-07T22:14:18.633-07:00People exaggerating the pain of child birth. Myths...People exaggerating the pain of child birth. Myths about motherhood? <br /><br />I have seen an in-law struggle through that 'centimeters' phase and thought to myself, now there's a party! My mother to this days till exclaims; "omwana oyo yannuma." Yet they say women forget that experience. Then I have seen a woman with four young children all under, at most eight years, walk to Mulago in the evening, only to return the following morning with a baby and right away get into her normal routine. What strength! But again her domestic life was that of strife. From my position. |A different story. In High school there was a girl whose menstrual cycle came with so much force she'd be put on meds. Not the regular painkillers. She had to leave school if the devil changed the cycle and the period landed while she was at school or stay home. On a personal non labor note, my menstrual cramps; all through my twenties there was a singular day upon which I would curse God out given the magnitude of (electric) pain in my lower back. I'd overdose on panadol in vain. Now four years ago a friend gave me an advil that truly deserves to be called a pain killer I dreaded that part of the month. Now one day I decided not to take the advil just to check and see if it's true, you know, when you feed well, exercise, etc, your chances of sailing through a menstrual cycle are high. Nope. I writhed, groaned and thrashed like a fool until when I dozed off. (Usually that is the process. Sans advils.) At this point in life I believe my labor pains/child birth will be as grueling as my menstrual cycle, or thrice worse. Hence, my psyche is in 'I fear' mode. I don't know if that makes my fear mythical, or an exaggeration. I trust everyone's experience is valid. <br /><br />Isn't evolution to science while creationism is to religion? Correct me if I am wrong. <br /><br />To what extent do women have control over motherhood given the deeply entrenched norm that states: as an example; "Omwana aba wa musajja." That is the kicker that validates the claim that women are 'hoodwinked' into anything If they are at all. If women had control over anything in this child rearing business, women would and should be walking their children/motherhood down the aisle. Margarethttp://ofthedevilandthegoododds.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270542955068469131.post-24877730710196373172014-10-07T21:53:24.438-07:002014-10-07T21:53:24.438-07:00You are Ninja. *Deep bow*
You are Ninja. *Deep bow*<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270542955068469131.post-46492000135766884772014-10-07T07:27:54.288-07:002014-10-07T07:27:54.288-07:00I felt none of the pain since I was a c-section mu...I felt none of the pain since I was a c-section mum. But my c-section was an emergency one at 39 weeks, am still recovering from the trauma what could have been. The thought of reaching fullterm and going home with nothing to show for my 9 months effort almost permanently put me off having more children. I remember waking up confused, scared (I was given general anaesthesia). Was my child alive, dead, was she a special needs child? Those 20 minutes I waited for my child to brought to me are the longest in my life. But I loved my kababy right from the time I thought about having a child. She (no room for wishing for he) already a name two years before I even met the father. Right now she is in primary school, drives me nuts, but I love to her to pieces. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-270542955068469131.post-84955478321075930122014-10-06T23:56:52.797-07:002014-10-06T23:56:52.797-07:00Pole mukwano. But I don't actually remember yo...Pole mukwano. But I don't actually remember you going on and on about the pain... <br />I am just slightly uncomfortable with women playing into a narrative that may also be used to manipulative them. We should be acknowledged for being mothers simply motherhood is all its mundane ordinary ways is a pretty important social function. We shouldn't have to blow it out of proportion for it to count. NamLydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00303411148892958745noreply@blogger.com