Favorite Quote

Favorite Poem

A Hundred Years From Now
…it will not matter what
my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove,
but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a CHILD
-Author Unknown


Friday, January 10, 2014

Childbirth in My Life and Around the World

My Personal Birthing Experience

Thirty years ago this year on December 5, 1983, I gave birth to my first child. I chose to share this personal birthing experience because it was a defining moment in my life into motherhood.  On a cold winter morning, a few hours after I woke up, my water broke.  I called my aunt, my birthing coach, and told her to meet me at the hospital.  After two hours of observation I was sent back home.  By 4 p.m. we were back at the hospital.  This time I was admitted because the contractions were too close together.  As I was being put on the monitor, the pain took my breath away with each contraction, but hearing her little heartbeat gave me the strength I needed to remain calm and stay focused.  I was dilating pretty quickly, so before they could place me on the birthing table, the doctor saw the crown of her head.  With two hard pushes my beautiful baby girl entered into this world.  As the nurse was cleaning her, I asked, “When can I get the shot of epidural”?  Her and my aunt looked at me and began to laugh.  My aunt said, “Sweetie, you didn’t need an epidural, you just had a natural childbirth.”   I still get emotional thinking about my first child birthing experience because as soon as they put her in my arms, she looked into my eyes and took to nursing like a duck takes to water.  

 Childbirth In Turkey

Childbirth in the European country of Turkey has recently changed from the past 20 or 30 years ago.  Fewer births are with midwives, but today most women favor ob-gyns.  Elective c-sections are the preference among Turkish women at private hospitals.  They do not have the choice of an epidural. Turkey has the one of the highest maternal mortality rates in Europe because doctors are untrained in administering obstetric anesthesia. Learning about child birthing in another country was very enlightening for me.  I wish birthing mothers everywhere can be afforded the opportunity to choose whatever method their heart desires without having to be in fear of dying. I am grateful for the medical practices that we have in the United States because during my birthing process I never had a fear of dying.
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