It’s generally pretty quiet around the blogosphere on holidays, especially on ones in which we’re all glued to the TV, thinking hopeful thoughts for our neighbors on the Gulf Coast.
Just for fun, I thought I’d pull out this meme I found. In honor of Labor Day, it’s about…well, labor. And not the kind you get a day off for, either.
How long were your labors?
Kid #1, 12 hours.
Kid #2, 13 hours
Kid #3, 5 hours.
Kid #4, 10 hours.
Clearly, Kid #3 was a speed racer. Still is.
How did you know you were in labor?
Kid #1, water breaking.
Kid #2, water breaking.
Kid #3, mind-numbing contraction that came out of nowhere and sent me to my knees.
Kid #4, water breaking.
Clearly, Kid #3 liked to make an entrance. Still does.
Where did you deliver?
With all of them, at a hospital. Where the drugs are.
See above. Oh my stars, YES. Actually, I recall an especially precious moment during my first labor in which I grabbed my husband’s shirt, pulled him in toward my face, and growled "I WANT AN EPIDURAL IF YOU HAVE TO GIVE IT TO ME."
Nope, though Kid #3 almost was. He was breech until the doctor did a successful "external cephalic version" at the last minute. That was an especially delightful procedure in which my sweet husband stood watch over my shoulder, holding my hand, and then he leaned in to whisper, "Sweetheart, right now your belly looks like something out of the movie Alien."
Doctors, and really great ones. I’ve been so thankful for them to them for helping my little ones get to me safely. And also, for bringing the drugs.
Kid #2 was born in a teaching hospital in a Chicago. After all the pushing and the breathing and the glowing over my new boy, I looked down to find my doctor, joined by ELEVEN doctors and nurses in training, all, um, observing. Goodbye, modesty.
And after a slow labor initially, Kid #4 made a sudden, dramatic appearance, beating the doctor. The nurses did the job. (Though the doctor, interestingly, still got paid all the same…)
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And you Gulf Coasters stay safe. We’re praying for you.
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