labor
Tales from the adjustable bed: Nurses ~ the good, the bad and the ugly

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This is less about nurses then it is about communication. Specifically, small talk, chit chat, jibber jabber. The kind of, ‘how’s the weather’ conversations you have with a new stylist, the dentist, etc.
While delivering my son I got to know a variety of different nurses. Their species isn’t unfamiliar to me, I spent some time in hospitals in 2001 when I was (after a month of biopsies) diagnosed with cancer but that’s a whole other story. In any case, nurses, I’ve dealt with their kind bunches.
So on this visit I found it funny that the three that most stood out could be classified simply as the Good, the Bad and the Ugly. read more »
Go time!

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Well my little Momthro’s I have just received the midnight call and Betty is on her way here with bean number one then she’s off to Labor and Delivery! FINALLY!
We will keep you posted.
Hurry Up and Wait

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This is the most conflicting post I’ll ever blurt out. Here I am, uber pregnant, it’s been hot - like sickly hot, the baby has dropped, I’m cruising around 1cm dilated, I’ve got just a couple of weeks left before I hit that so-called due date (after all it’s just a guess). So how do I feel? Like most women, a big part of me is ready, over it, done, stick a fork in me.
Then there’s this other shred of me, this tiny little piece of me that’s clinging on to these last moments where my family is only us three. Hurry up, get this baby out of me… or hold on, let me shower my sweet daughter with every ounce of my attention for just a little bit longer. read more »
"What no Gift?"

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I am noticing a growing trend of expectant mothers who are expecting more than just a baby at the hospital, some are actually picking out labor gifts.
Yes that’s what I said, a gift for doing something that has been done for thousands of years. I personally couldn’t imagine picking out a coach bag or some Manolo Blahniks in payment for bringing life into the world. When did some of us as woman decide that we are owed payment for such things? Have we really become that materialistic? I’d much rather take that money and put it in a savings account for my children. read more »
