posted March 27, 2010 08:01 PM            

Taurus rising, you say?
Long, drawn out birth...?

posted March 27, 2010 08:10 PM            

I think I'm more scarred than she is. There is something magical about birth, in that, you know you had pain, but you can't really remember the intensity of it. Good thing, or everyone would be an only child, I'de assume.

But the magical birth thing does not work for bystanders holding their daughters hand and legs for 35 hours!!!

My son was a 35 hour birth as well, only he ended up being taken by c-section, after 3 hours of pushing. He wasn't going to be rushed either! He isn't a Taurus rising though, he's a Scorp rising/sun.

posted March 27, 2010 08:26 PM            

Congrats again.

posted March 28, 2010 03:29 PM            

Chances are once you HAVE a child, you will NEVER regret it, but, if you don't have one, you will probably (in most people I know) regret that. Just my onion.

posted March 28, 2010 05:38 PM            

Well, it's also been my experience that if you wait until it's the "right" time to have a kid, you never have one. There will always be a logical reason why you shouldn't, you know??

Saggie parents are weirdness packaged.
Same like your 5th stuff, I act like my kids too, and have done crazy/ridiculous things to make them laugh. I have to be the balance from them having a Cappy dad, whose immediate answer to every question, BEFORE it comes out the their mouth, is "NO!" lol.

They think I'm waaaaaay out there, and they are right, but I doubt they'll forget me when I'm gone!!

posted March 28, 2010 07:15 PM            

We'll see...yeah, there's always a reason to wait. On the other hand, I'm barely making ends meet these days, and Aqua and I are living in his single together (omg, it's getting annoying I think )...but SOON. Like within another year or two, maybe. I hope to feel at least a little more secure.

I was raised by Aquas...my mother and grandmother, two very hard-headed Aqua females who raised me. I was raised in an environment where I'd go to sleep with nonstop arguments about politics, religion, and the economy....when I go home to see my family (Aqua stepdad and brother too), it's music to my ears to hear the political background noise and be part of it. Odd what we find soothing, eh ?

posted March 28, 2010 08:07 PM            

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Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July

posted March 28, 2010 08:34 PM            

LOL, I was raised by my Grandparents. Grandma/Aries, Grandpa/Taurus, and my Aunt and uncle. Aunt/Taurus, Uncle/Aries.
All of them Italian.
I fell asleep to arguing and crashing objects every night, so, I know what you mean!
Quiet people freak me out, and it took a loonnnng time for me to learn to use my "indoor voice," which I haven't totally mastered yet!!

Right now, I'm really interested in nodes, and how they play out in the evolution of one's life. My SNode is in Scorpio, and I never feel more comfy with any other sun, yet, there is alot of drama with them for me. Except my son, *fingers crossed. EVERY family member I have, including my kids, has Scorpio in the big 3. It's kind of freaky, and really gets me thinking.

posted March 29, 2010 12:48 PM            

OMG! MVM, my stepfather (#2 & 3- she married him twice, and is thinking, maybe the third time is a charm) is DUTCH! A Dutch Cancer, he literally dissolves, I mean, just disappears in family, erm, discussions!!

One time when my brother was in high school, some guys were terrorizing him. I guess he slept with someone's girlfriend or something, but, they gathered like 8 of them packed in a car, to come beat up my brother.
They came round to the door, and my brother hurried up and slammed it shut, wide-eyed and panicked. He ran and told my step dad, who then retreated to his bedroom!

So, they kept coming 'round and 'round the block, yelling things, slowing down in front of our house.
My poor lil bro was terrified.
I said, "ok, I have a plan!" <--wow, bad idea.
And, so, we opened the garage door just a smidge, and hit amongst the stuff. Then when they rounded the corner again, we came out screaming like banshees (sp?) him with a huge sledge hammer thingy, and me with a tire iron, and we attacked their car. Just went nuts on it!! It was great. lol.

Then we waited in terror, for the cops? parents? more kids? We had no clue.

They never came back, and my Stepdad did NOT come out of his room until my Mom was home at dinner time.

posted March 29, 2010 04:53 PM              

i know what you both mnean. one of the reasons i cant stand raised voices anymore.