I would like to share the birthing experience of my nephew born to one of my older sisters that I had the pleasures of taking part in. CJ moved cross country away from her immediate family because of a job opportunity. Wanting to move away from a small town I soon followed. CJ a working mother of two elementary age children, ill with what she thought was the flu for about two weeks when she finally went to the doctors and got the exciting news. She continued to not be able to keep food down. She was losing weight and suffered from dehydration. The doctor put her on bed rest and there she stayed until ten weeks had past. In her seventh month her husband took a job out of town and I assured him not to worry I was only a ten minute drive from her if she need anything. One day past her due date I visited with her most of the afternoon. Before going home to get ready for my dinner date. Although it was still fairly early about 7pm. I phoned to let her know we were at my place sitting on the patio visiting and that I was just checking in. She said she thought she was starting to labor but at this rate she would call her doctor in the morning. I was not to worry enjoy my date and she would call me after she spoke with her doctor. I could not get her off my mind. I packed my backpack and asked my date if he would not mind dropping me off at my sisters. He completely understood. I unlocked the door to my sisters house as he walked back to his car. My sister met me at the door, holding the door frame “I think I better go to the hospital". She was so claim. Hearing the commotion my date helped me get her into the car and drove us to the hospital. We made it to the floor I was instructed to take her I remember her squeezing my hand, telling her to blow and like that it was over. A beautify, red, long slimy baby boy. It was midnight. Only five hours had pasted. As I went to tell her children I pasted her husband running down the hall. I don’t remember calling him, how she got into the hospital robe, or the bed or when the mid-wife arrived, or leaving her children with my date. But I can still see her looking in my eyes following every instruction I gave her. Would you believe that baby boy took his first steps at our wedding? Yes my date and I have been married for nineteen years and have two daughters of our own.
I chose this experience because it is the only time I got to experience birth from the other end of the table. I scene have had the pleasure of giving birth myself twice.
My thoughts about giving birth and its impact on child development. Giving birth is a life changing event and the end resale can be devastating. Many things can go wrong when a child is being born. I have a cousin that is said to have been born with cerebral palsy. I’ve heard many stories frighten stories about the cord being tied around the baby’s neck. Or that the baby had to be delivered by emergency c section. Could the reason we have so many children diagnosed with autism is because of something happening at birth? Child birth is really a precious, scary, life changing event.