The First Time I Gave Birth

Giving birth to a baby is the most amazing and miraculous experiences for parents and their loved ones. Every woman’s birth story is different and full of joy. Furthermore, the process from the moment a woman knows that she’s pregnant to being in the delivering room is very critical to both her and the newborn baby. Prenatal care is extremely important and it can impact greatly the quality of life of the baby. In this paper, the topic of giving birth will be discussed thoroughly by describing the stories of two mothers who gave birth in different decades and see how their prenatal cares are different from each other with correlation of the advancement of modern medicine between four decades.

On March 30, as of three thirty in the morning, my life has officially changed. The labor pains had set in and it was time to have a baby. I had never felt a pain so excruciating in my life, and I thought that cramps were terrible, labor pains do not even compare. I climbed the stairs to my aunts room to let her know that it was time to go to the hospital. After watching her run around the room frantically she finally was able to rush me to the hospital. She zoomed through street lights rushing for fear that I may have the baby in the car and she would pass out. Had

These excruciatingly long past 24 hours since my baby was born have been filled with doctors and nurses

I had my first child on Pesach, all went swell B”H, the hospital experience was new to me. The “War Stories” happened by my next two births. I was myself for Shabbos, my husband went home to host the Shalom Zachar. I was on Percoset at the time this story took place. By the time I understood what happened, the mess was all straightened out. When the story traveled around, and got back to me with hands and legs, it turned humorous.

We looked at each other, stood up, and headed down the big hallway and around the corner to find my mom gasping at the fact that her water had broken. This was a surprise seeing as she was not due to give birth to my little sister for another two weeks. Once again, we were out the door and in the car. My grandmother did not put me in my car seat right and I remember struggling to free my arms the entire ride. My mom sat in the front seat yelling and muttering words under her breath. I was afraid because my mom was in such a strange state but I soon realized that she was yelling more at my grandmother than at her painful stomach. Every time we approached traffic, she gasped and turned behind her with her hand on my car seat, as to secure me from some ejecting force. It was not until years later that I was told all of the stories about what a terrible driver my grandmother was and how many cars she destroyed in various "incidents," as my grandfather calls them. We reached the hospital in plenty of time, but with one problem remaining, my grandfather and dad remained uninformed and unreachable as the resided among thousands of intoxicated football fans. They arrived in just enough time to see my mom before she had my sister, but not without strategic methods to get a hold of them. They first had to be paged over the intercom and when that seized to succeed, event staff members were sent to find them standing

Delivering a baby is the most beautiful thing to a woman in her life. But with childbirth woman also has to face significant emotional and physical changes happening to her body.

B. "Holly freaking cow," our vagina goes through a lot. We deal with our monthly menstrual, sexual intercourse which sometimes leave us sorely, and birth. Wow! I can't believe the bab's cranium set outside the vagina for a couple of minutes before fully coming out. I'm glad I had an cesarean. Although the after pain isn't that much better, but don't think I could have managed pushing my baby girl out of me. However, the amazing part of it all is after all the suffering and sacrificing we go through we are giving the biggest blessing of them all, a beautiful

I can honestly say going through labor was the most painful thing I had ever experienced. Once Freddrick finally did arrived I knew that I would love him unconditionally for the rest of my life. He was just as precious as he could be and didn’t have a worry in this world. I didn’t know the type of mother I would be, but I was determined to be a different type of teenage mother. I wanted to show everyone I might be young with a son, but I made sure Freddrick was taken care of financially, Freddrick came first in my life at all times, Freddrick had disciplined in his life, and that he would know that mommy would always love him regardless of what happens through life.

Childbirth is a beautiful thing. After the hours of labor, there is nothing more special than having the newly mother able to hold her child the minute after it’s born. It makes the pain that you had just experienced go away because all that matters in the world is that newborn child in your arms. During labor, every woman has her own experience but one common experience is the pain. According to Kitzinger (1978) “Labor pain can have negative or positive meaning, depending on whether the child is wanted, the interaction of the laboring woman with those attending her, her sense of ease or dis-ease in the environment provided for birth, her relationship with the father of her child and her attitude to her body throughout the reproductive

Pregnancy and childbirth are a part of nature. Delivering a child can be a beautiful experience. However, delivery can also be very painful and can last for days.

In 1991, my mother gave birth to a new baby girl my new little sister. It was the moment that my love of children started, I would do everything for her. She had become mine, as she got older I realized she was not a baby anymore and I had to put more into doing for her. By the time I was 15 years old, my cousin gave birth to a little boy. And I would babysit my sister and cousin, I thought it was so fun. So, by this time I had become the new family babysitter. This was the time I knew I wanted to work with children, I knew I wanted to be a teacher.

I will never forget the moment my labor began, the moment that marked that step in my journey into motherhood. I can remember everything about it so clearly. My mom, fiancé, and I woke up early Friday morning to make our way to Western Missouri Medical Center. I stood in front of the mirror looking at my belly knowing it would be my last time standing in that bathroom with my baby inside of me still. It was a bittersweet moment that I cherished as long as I possibly could. I was set to be induced that morning and very excited, yet a little bit nervous. I had no idea what to expect. I’d been waiting a very long 37 weeks to finally meet this precious human that had been growing inside me. I had ideas of what he might look like, and what the experience might be like, however nothing could have prepared me for what was in store over the next few days.

Mother: I have a case of moderate arthritis from playing tennis and gardening, so my doctors were concerned about my body's ability to carry the pregnancy to full term and handle the full ordeal of the delivery. The birth of our child took a long time. I was in labor for nearly four days. We hired a lovely midwife who has specialized knowledge in handling special births, but after the second day, we decided to load me up in the car and head for the hospital. It was frightening, I suppose, but I also felt a clarity of purpose. I really wanted this baby and I knew that the baby's best chance and my best chance for survival was for me to stay calm and coherent as possible, for the sake of my family.

I was worried that I would not see a birth on my first day, Susan warned me that our patient was going to take a while. When the doctor came in to examine the patient I thought , at least I am lucky to see a cervical exam. Next thing I know the doctor in a very calm nature states “I feel hair and you are completely dilated, it’s time to push.” She was so calm in the way she communicated, and stayed calm throughout the entire birth, I really loved that about her. For 45 minutes my patient pushed, and for 40 minutes it was only Susan and I in the room. I couldn’t believe it! I was doing so much! I had my hand on her stomach to feel for contractions, I had my other hand holding the patient’s leg. 5 minutes before the baby was delivered the provider again walked in so calmly. She used towels to guide the skin to minimize tearing (I always wondered what towels were for during birth). When the baby was delivered she was directly placed on mom’s chest for skin-to-skin. It was such a beautiful moment. A miracle. It always is when you see a birth. I have seen births before, but this was the most peaceful and uneventful birth I have experienced. Susan winked at me as she told me this is not the norm. I look forward to see what the future rotations hold in

I went bowling with my family one time and it was a fun time that I almost came in first place but came in second place by six points. Throughout the games we talked about how the next time we came we would use bumpers and how much more our scores would improve. I was happy to see the family getting along so well. Throughout the first and second games I was thinking about how much my score had improved since the first time we had went bowling as a family. We all had a great time bowling together. When I got that strike it was my first strike without bumpers and I heard the 10 pins clanging together and I felt overjoyed and