For any of you out there who have given birth western-medicine style, you know the obsession our OB/Gyn's have with urine. Every time you go in, before they even take your name, or say hello, they point you in the direction of the bathroom to make your monthly or weekly deposit to the great yellow lab (and I don't mean the dog).
So there I am yesterday, doing what I am told, as is the blessed mother-to-be next to me. She is in a large stall with her ~1-and-a-half year old little boy and his stroller. As I am preparing to leave, the child begins chanting, and I can hardly contain myself...
"Juice! Mama! Juice! Juice!"
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