Not for the easily nauseated

Let the title be your warning. This post is going to be discussing a gross topic. I am not usually one to point out that men have things a lot easier physically, but this one...? Men of the world should be thanking every lucky star they can find.

The Mucus Plug.

For anyone who has not heard of such a thing or been lucky enough to not only have one, but then lose it, Google it. There are even pictures. It is a nasty name for a nasty slimy thing. This is basically a cervix cork. It is a hunk of snot-like mucus that seals off the cervix so evil things can't get in and hurt the alien cooking inside. It truly is a noble job.

The problem isn't the existence of such a plug. The problem comes in when it is time for said plug to be relieved of its protection duty. For obvious baby exiting reasons, the plug cannot stay there forever. It has to sacrifice itself to allow the precious bundle of joy to enter the world. I told you the plug was noble. This self-sacrifice usually comes near the end of baby cooking time. Some women say their plug takes its sweet time leaving, creating a disgusting slimy ordeal. Others say theirs takes its leave in one fell swoop.

Mine was kind enough to ride off into the toilet bowl sunset in one big glob. Which was nice for cleanliness purposes, but didn't do much for the visual. The only way to describe it, and I am going to describe it, is that it looked like a big gooey slug sitting at the bottom of the bowl. Ooo! Or like an amoeba, but without all the little flange-leg thingys. Either way, not the most appealing thing, but interesting none the less.

The thing about this is, it is just further proof that this kid is in fact going to come out. Fairly soon. The not knowing when he's coming out is driving me nutty. The noble plug doesn't help with predicting either. Once it comes out, it could be days or weeks until Junior makes his grand entrance. So here we sit. At the mercy of a creature that is still working on mastering swallowing.