It's childbirth.

Was it in childbirth?

You know the Madonna of Childbirth?

Last time it was a natural childbirth.

You go on and on about the Madonna of Childbirth.

let alone making checklists to go onto childbirth and other areas.

Many women pursue higher education and careers, thus delaying marriage and childbirth.

In Niger, one in seven women can expect to die during childbirth.

You know, childbirth in this part of the world is a wonderful event.

Around the world, one woman dies every minute and a half from childbirth.

And so I agree very emphatically that the pain of childbirth is not remembered.

On an elemental level, we have all felt that spirituality at the time of childbirth.

When a leading cause of death among new mothers in the first year after childbirth is suicide, that's not acceptable either.

She hasn't won a marathon of any kind in eight years, and a few months previously, she had almost died in childbirth.

The party line is that every single aspect of my life has just gotten dramatically better ever since I participated in the miracle that is childbirth and family.

Then the pangs of childbirth brought her to the base of the palm tree she said, Oh, if only had I died before this and had become forgotten, unremembered.

And the pains of childbirth drove her to the trunk of a palm tree. She said, Oh, I wish I had died before this and was in oblivion, forgotten.

And the pains of childbirth drove her to the trunk of a date palm. She said Would that I had died before this, and had been forgotten and out of sight!

His mother died when he was only nine years old his only sister, Sarah, in childbirth a few years later and his first love, Ann Rutledge, at the age of 22.

And the pangs of childbirth drove her unto the trunk of the palm tree. She said Oh, would that I had died ere this and had become a thing of naught, forgotten!

When she started to experience (the pain of) of childbirth labor, by the trunk of a palm tree in sadness she said, Would that I had died long before and passed into oblivion.

And the throes (of childbirth) compelled her to betake herself to the trunk of a palm tree. She said Oh, would that I had died before this, and had been a thing quite forgotten!

And the pains of childbirth drove her to the trunk of a palm tree She cried (in her anguish) Ah! would that I had died before this! would that I had been a thing forgotten and out of sight!

Now my wife tells me, and I'm sure Penelope can as well, that there's nothing more painful than childbirth which that I'll never experience, I can't really argue that but I would guess that a dozen chicken eggs in my testicle would probably be somewhere in the top five.