has the blue marble gone mad?
this time round, new mother's are throwin parties for their families, mate's and pet dog's in the delivery suite when their sprog's are about to pop out. i shan't go on further as i'm still shaking me head in disbelief.
not to mention, gobsmacked.
what is surely a private moment to savour between mother and bairn has now become a circus; sample the followin bollocks, see emphasis:
"There was a real sense of security in having people you know and trust around you. It was so great to see other people's expressions and share this miraculous experience," she said.
reet, so this thingy saw herself as a modern-day virgin mary then.
there is definitely somethin odd goin on in california that may explain why such bird's come up with this terribly bizarre idea.
as enscribed by the letter b @ September 18, 2005 10:17 AM | someone's pinged