Come on in, it is not often that I get all nostalgic and such but I thought with all of the craziness of the past two weeks perhaps it might be best to sit down and enjoy a moment of times past.
So fourteen years ago, I was still rubbing my ex-wife's back with Sprite cans while she went through three days of labour. We went into the doctors office about this time just to see if we should go to the hospital. She was only about 3 centimeters at this point and the doc said wait.
Later that day it started to sleet. Thick, heavy, wet clumps of ice, snow and water were sloshing down into the streets of The City that Rhymes with Fun. We had moved the two born and the one unborn into the hospital and my parents were on their way. Through a lot of different issues (crazy pregnant lady, sadistic anaesthesiologist, no doctor due to weather) my baby bear was born.
I cut the cord and laid the baby bear on her mother's breast, and that little girl, why she lifted her head up clear of her mother, and looked about the room with just about the world's biggest pout on her face. She never cried, she just gave that pout and then put her head down and went to sleep.
I went home that night stunned, elated, drained, and amazed. I thought if that little baby bear could go through that ordeal and do nothing more than pout, I s'pose there was a lot I could endure without having to make much noise.
So if you would all be so kind, sing a little birthday song for my little bear today at some point. She's fourteen and has turned into one hell of a young lady.
3 comments:
Oh, crazy pregnant lady, you are so crazy.
I can't imagine three days of extra-crazy pregnant lady.
A male friend of mine is just about finished the RN program, which surprised a lot of us b/c we figured he would end up being a pen guard... or proffesional knee-breaker. He loved the challange of the ER and the forensice ward (crazy and criminal in one package). So basicly Big, strong and fearless type of guy. Until his clinical came up on the Maternity ward, it's gotten him so scared to be the one male nurse in a ward full of pregant women that he has begged his teachers to let him skip it, he even told them he would sign a paper swearing he would never work on a maternity ward.
Tell him to stuck it up buttercup. You will have to deal with certain types of pregnancy issues in both off those places, as well as have a better understanding of the overall process of birth, since it is one of the most important biological functions, if not the most important.
It's his job, if he can't do it find another place to be.
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