Of ideas, goals and childbirth

Sometimes working towards a goal is like giving birth. We start with a twinkle in our eyes, an idea gets impregnated. We nourish it for months, letting the dream grow bigger. We become hormonal in process, carving for random things besides the thing that is growing within us. We get sick at times, and we just want to be done. But, we forge ahead. Then we go into labor, and we push, and we push, and we push. Oh, people tell you about the wonders of childbirth, but they forget that it entails potential humiliating moments like defecating before an audience. But still you push, suddenly, your idea in fruitin, and a whole new journey goes from there, of greater hopes and dreams. It is worth the pain, it is worth the wait, it is worth the labor. And oh, making it can be so much fun, don't you agree...even orgasmic?