All this for an apple?!

I had a walk into town on my own today as Boyfriend's working all weekend and I, as always, had a look in the book store. I found quite a few books that I'd like to read but I'll leave that for another time. For a reason that I yet can't tell you (other than it's not about me), I had a look at the "pregnancy section" and came across a book that showed pictures of a birth... and I am surprised not more mothers hate their children. It's all so messy and so.... out in the open with everything. call me a prude but that was not a 'wonderful' moment at all - that was fucking disgusting!

I'm not stupid, I've seen pictures like that before and I've seen animals giving birth but perhaps the biological clock is starting to tick and all that nonsense and it's getting more "real" - if you get my drift - but I don't think I'm cut out for that stuff. The idea of pooping myself in front of strangers does not appeal to me and what if they have to cut? Ooooh, the stitching afterwards. It's enough to make a cold hearted bitch like me feel sick and if that clock starts ticking a bit louder then I'm going out to get a kitten or a piglet. That ought to be a bit less painful... and they're cuter.