Back in March of 2013, my German wife and I were watching the entire collection of Firefly — you know, the greatest sci-fi TV series of all time? — and yet still, I had to make her watch it, because although she is a huge nerd, she just isn’t a futuristic, spaceship kind of nerd.)
There’s this one episode of Firefly called Heart of Gold, in which a brothel comes under attack by an evil tyrant hellbent on claiming his biological infant son from one of the young prostitutes he’d impregnated. The heroes of the show come to the brothel’s aid and a massive gunfight ensues. It’s a spectacle of bullets, laser beams and garter belts — pretty much the sexiest shootout ever — but during the mayhem, the pregnant girl goes into labor.
She starts screaming, hollering and pouring fluids from her nether regions. (It was a rather effective deterrent for anyone inclined to bring a new soul into the world.) My wife was watching this woman thrashing around and hollering in pain when she turned to me and said:
“It’s so weird that humans reproduce this way. I would rather lay an egg.”
*Would you like to read another post about my German wife’s attitude toward having babies? Check out this other gem: My German Wife Shops for American Baby Gifts
Oh God, My Wife Is German. 
What should I say? Where she’s right, she’s right… if we girls could “lay eggs” I’d probably have a couple kids. LOL
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I had the very same thought when I was pregnant with my first. Just think – you lay an egg, and then you can go out and do what you need to do without carrying it about for months! It could sit under a warm lamp during the day, and on an evening, you might hold it on your lap and stroke its shell and talk to it.
Mind you, considering the nightmares I’ve had once the babies arrived, about forgetting them somewhere, or just going off to work without arranging for a babysitter, I would probably have never left the egg alone because I’d be so worried someone would steal it.
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