The first encounter with society

When I think of birth the first thing I think of is a flesh like pink, and red. Patterned and textured with the infinitely delicate fibers of muscle. Slowly stretching with the new beginnings peering out. I hope my sub-conscious thought remembers being in the womb, and truly I don’t see how it cannot because we truly remember everything it is a question of what we choose to ignkowladge. When I think of birth I always think of death, they are the opposites, and we must have death to have birth and vice versa. "4 births each second of every day... almost 2 people die each second"(http://www.wholesomewords.org/missions/greatc.html)

" When I think of birth I always think of the warm tender, tickling kisses my mother embellishes upon my skin, and that of my grandmother nana, and that of her mother, of her mother, until their was one mother? The 1st law of thermodynamics states that all energy can neither be created nor destroyed, and what is life but energy? When I think of birth I think of the semen coming out of the penis, and swimming into the womb, the great and short-lived life of a sperm, unless implanted into the egg. I have since young, I do not remember where this information came from directly but I am sure it is somewhat accurate. I have this picture of a very pregnant (Cherokee, Iroquois.. no specific tribe but rather use the real names) women willowing her way to the river with deep breaths and slow steps, reaching the calm stream and squatting her strong brown legs and squatting a while upright with her calf’s in the water. Pushing with all her might, with only the forces of the water, the wind, and the mud beneath her until her child slowly and powerfully pushes out of her into our limitations of the earth. Then grabbed by his own mother.

I hope one day to have a child because I feel that is the main purpose of my body and I want to put it to use, for the way it was intended, (with pride that the sex before caused such growth)!! I hope I can have a similar experience to the partially imagined women above, I feel their could be nothing more empowering. I am also haunted by the millions (billions?) of homeless children whom have been born and are in need of a mother, maybe I will do both? Maybe I will marry a women, and in that case do not know if I want to deal with the scientific crap. (** Slight diversion, I have friends, a lesbian couple who just had a baby girl, with our other gay friend Michael, without the scientific crap, simply using a turkey baster!!!!!!) I believe pregnancy is beautiful and so interesting. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aU6ojtBW0Qo (this specific clip is corney, but very cool also)I really want to learn about the emotional aspects, and I SUPOSSE the infuriating logistics of childbirth in the United States, perhaps the heartbreaking experiences in 3rd world countries.

QUESTIONS:

      .            Why do Hospitals (besides the beaurecracy that are ultimately run for the benefit of the patient and to provide the advances of medical science innovations) USE CHAIRS THAT FACILITATE THE OGBYN, AND MAKE IT HARDER FOR THE MOTHER TO GIVE BIRTH!!!?? 

      .            How are women versus men’s character different, with the fact that a father can simply leave a child versus a mother whom is physically attached? 

Why are their so many perpoustous rules in our society, yet a crackhead has full license to have a baby?