THE DAILY PIC: The sculptor Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux painted this wild little image in about 1870, and it’s now one of the most impressive and surprising pieces in the survey of his work at the Metropolitan Museum in New York. The canvas shows his wife giving birth (so I’m not sure why the experts are in doubt about its date). It must be one of the first – and only – Old Master pictures to document that moment. Whatever the drawing’s relationship to an actual scene Carpeaux might have witnessed, it is amazing that he could conceive of birthing in such grandly romantic terms, and that he would want to claim to have made a record of it.
I still can’t believe that I actually gave birth. One reason is the she should still be inside me until May and it’s just so surreal having this itty bitty person around.
Second reason is that I’ve always been terrified of birth. Seriously, so scared. And some of that fear was justified because, of course, it was painful. To say the very least. But so incredibly worth it.
It could have been worse, especially since it was my first time. I started feeling contractions around 8:30-9:00 pm (after having worked all day and just thought I was constipated) and spent 25 minutes pushing and had my daughter at 1:00 am. Overall, a very exciting experience.