I've only been told vaguely about my birth (I suspect my mom might've been trying to suppress it), and it involved about 24 excrutiating hours of labour, before they decided that a c-section was in order, which basically scares the crap out of me, but not enough to never want to get pregnant, I think (and I do have younger brothers, so I guess it wasn't so bad that she never wanted to repeat it). My science teacher in high school's long-winded explanation of the grossness of child birth and how "and THEN, once the entire thing was over and I could finally look again, the nurse wanted me to cut the cord, and I almost passed out" sort of made me a skeptic, though, because he basically made it sound hellish, and that was just from a guy's point of view. But, uhm, I'm pretty sure I still want kids. The idea of pregnancy is sort of freaky, but yeah.