I have witnessed countless delivery from my second year in Nursing. From a far, I could tell that it was like eating a cake ... Little did I know that said cake would have nails, thumbtacks and even a chainsaw in it. When you're in the actual situation where you're supposed to be brave enough to look at the baby's head as he goes hi-hello to the world and out of his mother's hooha, it was bizarre! Much to my delight, the placenta was also a different story. It was like holding on to a steak.. a very warm and living steak if I might add.
I couldn't simply forget how much pain the mother had delivering her child. Watching the mother, might have scared me for life. And it only added so much respect to all the mothers who go out their way for a normal spontaneous vaginal delivery. The pain is inevitable but when you see the mother embracing her child for the first time? It was priceless-- pure joy is one thing you can't simple overlook.
Nursing is definitely tough. It requires so much gut made out of brick wall with asbestos wrapped around it. But the privilege of being the first one to hold the baby for his first few seconds in the world? It was priceless and I would never trade it for anything else
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