As a man put into the body of a pregnant woman thanks to the Great Shift, I really did not think I would be a woman or pregnant.
My male brain reminded me every day of all the horrors that came with pregnancy, like backache, swollen ankles, horniness, mood swings, sickness, haemorrhoids, just to name a few.
I found pregnancy to be quite uncomfortable, disagreeable, and repulsive.
But my mind did not know how delightful, pleasurable, and satisfying it could be.
Carrying a baby inside of you every day is a delight.
Just feeling it moving inside me made me happy and forget all the hardships, pain, and discomfort I had been feeling.
As the day grew close, I found myself making sure the house was clean and tidy, my hospital bag was ready to go, and the nursery was all set up for my little bundle of joy.
Little did I know that when my water finally broke, there was nobody to drive me to the hospital, so I drove myself, and halfway there in a thunderstorm, I seriously went into labour.
I ended up going through labour all by myself with no painkillers in my car in the middle of a thunderstorm.
I had to chew through the umbilical cord and tighten it up myself.
I was tired.
I was exhausted, but holding my baby wrapped in a blanket to my chest made me break out into tears of happiness and joy.
Even more so when the Emergency Services finally got to me, and I was taken to the hospital with my newborn to be checked over, and after a night in the hospital, everything was good. We were given the green light to go home, but this time in my mum's car.
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