From the time I could talk I was going to be an OB/GYN. I was going to "deliver" babies. That was my desire, my passion, and nobody could change my mind. I watched every baby show, held every baby for as long as the mother would allow. I would listen intently to any birth story and ask questions. As I grew my passion NEVER changed.
My mom became pregnant when I was about 11.
Early morning on July 27th 1991, exactly 3 months and 1 day before my 12th birthday and 2 weeks before my moms EDD, she loses her mucus plug. And as most of us know.... that doesnt always mean much. For my mom it meant she was having a baby. She called the midwife and the midwife said what I am sure all midwives say when they get this call.... "well just hang out, go for a walk, love on your husband, rest, eat and call me when things start changing." So that is what she did. She walked around the mall, shopped, had lunch, came home, had dinner, and hung out with very little signs of labor. So about 10 o'clock we all went to bed. Including the midwife.
12:30am on the 28th contractions start..... I start hearing some commotion about 1 am, so I get up to go see what is happening. I just barely get into my moms room and all of a sudden this amniotic fluid that looks as if it is being shot out by a fire hose lands at my feet. I make a B line back to my bed and hide myself under the covers, praying that this isnt really happening... (remember I am 11 and this was my mom) I was scared for just a bit. Kathleen came in and started rubbing my back and said "if you wanna see your brother be born you better come out here your mom is pushing." I got up and went back to my moms rooom. My mom looks at Kathleen and says "I feel like I need to push." Kathleen looks right at her and says, "so push." It was then you started to see a bulge and this little scrunched up bald head (which I honestly thought was brains) starts making its way out. Once the head was out it didnt look like brains anymore (thank goodness for my 11 year old psychy). It was a perfect beautiful little boy head. The most amazing thing that I had EVER seen. There was nuchal cord that was actually preventing him from coming out (cord dystocia) so Kathleen cut it very quickly and out came the most perfect human being I had ever seen. All 6lbs 12 1/2 ounces of him. Benjamin Aaron was born at 1:13am On the 28th of July and he was the most amazing perfect beautiful little being I had ever laid my eyes on!
Now my brother is going to be 18. WOW how time flies. But that will be a day and a birth that I will hold as dear as my own childrens birth. No matter how old or big he gets he will always be my little Bubby!
This blog is mostly of births that I have attended told from my point of view. They are not in order by any means... but you never, know you may recognize one of them. :)
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I was just thinking how awesome it would be to keep a journal of my midwife life. My joy, my struggles, my loves, and hates.... ok well there really aren't any hates but you get my point. :) I want to try to blog every birth I can, and considering there are well over 100 it may take a while. They will not be in the right time sequence but they will still be enjoyable to say the least. Thank you for reading. Love and blessings to you all!
Tiffany
Tiffany
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