NOTE: This is a revised and combined version of a series of posts I wrote for In Case of Survival. For the original posts, click here, here, and here.
You may not want to think about it, but at some point, you (if you’re a woman) or your partner (if you’re a guy) will have to get pregnant. Obviously, right? The human race has to survive, after all; to do that, it’ll have to repopulate.
Which means…pregnancy. And childbirth. And then new parenthood. (Which is just AWESOME. All that lack of sleep? So much fun.) Keep in mind you’ll be doing all this in the post apocalypse, where there likely won’t be any hospitals, OB/GYNs, NICUs, heart monitors, or epidurals (which is a terrible thing to think about). You might deliver on a straw pallet on the floor.
And now that I’ve given you that lovely image, here are a few other things to think about.
But first, a disclaimer: I am not a medical professional, midwife, or a doula. (I am, however, the mother of two, for whatever that’s worth.) This post is not medical advice, and should not be construed as such.
