Trials and tribulations of a father-to-be
Brenda, pregnant with twins, was paying a visit to the
pre-natal clinic. When the examination was finsihed, she shyly and
awkwardly began:
"Errm....My husband wants me to...
errm....ask you..."
"I know, I know." the Doctor said with a warm and knowing smile, and
placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "I get asked this question
all the time, and yes, sex is fine until late in the pregnancy as long
as you lay on your side or you use what some people refer to as the '
doggy-position'."
"No, no Doctor, it's nothing to do with that," Brenda confessed. "He
wants to know if I can still mow the lawn."
Brenda, pregnant with twins, was paying a visit to the
pre-natal clinic. When the examination was finsihed, she shyly and
awkwardly began:
"Errm....My husband wants me to...
errm....ask you..."
"I know, I know." the Doctor said with a warm and knowing smile, and
placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "I get asked this question
all the time, and yes, sex is fine until late in the pregnancy as long
as you lay on your side or you use what some people refer to as the '
doggy-position'."
"No, no Doctor, it's nothing to do with that," Brenda confessed. "He
wants to know if I can still mow the lawn."
