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Kitsune Nocturne
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I love books. I'm passionate about stories. I love plants and animals. I prefer my sweets to be a little less sweet than most. I have way too many hobbies, and am always looking to add more. I do yoga, make homemade soaps, bake, knit, sew, sketch, paint, embroider, sing, read, write, play videogames, enjoy jigsaw puzzles, grow houseplants, have a small garden, and have two cats. I'm gender fluid and couldn't care less how you choose to refer to me. I'm pescetarian, but my day-to-day diet looks more like a vegetarian. I am a firm believer of pairing almond cookies with cold, black tea.

Problematiqu reply
This wasn't during the birth part, that was pretty ho-hum to the outside observer as it was a c-section and I just laid there feeling push pull sensations and waiting.
My story is afterward, jacked up on the fullest dose of morphine they could give me (so I could "stay ahead of the pain", they frightened me into the largest dose). My whole family was in the room, as well as all of my friends, some of them were dudes.
I was holding my new pink beautiful lil baby boy and wanted to breastfeed right there. Being skinny skinny my whole life, I was quietly delighted to have obtained an ample bosom, but at this moments thanks to that glorious morphine, I wasn't so quiet about it. I whipped my boobies out without warning and yelled "Behold! I will breastfeed!" And everyone shuffled awkwardly and put their hands up by their faces or shifted their gaze. "What? They're just boobs! Some fine boobs!"
This is on video.








































