The Power of Oxytocin

Wow, it has been a really long time since I posted. Beside the fact I haven't had a whole lot of interesting things to say, it has been a really rough summer on the llama farm.
But, of all things, I felt compelled to write about me smashing the SHIT out of my finger tonight. Yes, SMASHING THE SHIT out of my finger. I gave birth completely unmedicated and I can say that this was probably some of the worst pain I have ever been in.
We were out to dinner when I experienced a major chair malfunction that left me in some excruciating pain. Of course while I'm trying to avoid puking my guts out / totally passing out, Reagan starts getting upset and fussing. I tell Mark to get him away because his cries were stressing me out.
While writhing in pain, I start flipping through my mental folder of natural remedies and remember that breastfeeding = oxytocin = happy feel good hormones. So I motion Mark over and grab Reagan and put a booby in his mouth. Beside him quieting down, the pain immediately subsided. I could breathe again and the nausea quickly went away.
Fortunately, (with the help of a large glass of wine and my finger in ice) I was able to eat dinner without puking. Not to mention my friends were impressed that I was nursing my child while in the throes of pain.
My finger is jacked, but at least I can maintain my superhero mom status.

Warning - graphic pic