july 20 1987 (poem) by Josephine M Bohen on AuthorsDen

july 20 1987
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it was hot I mean sweltering could be I weighed 60 pounds more than I did 8 months prior could be my sister was parading around in a bikini size 0 completely to my disdain could be the cramps were coming and going and I was afraid could be I was just hot and sick of being pregnant I think the timing is just right for the gestation period in humans by the time it�s time you�ll do anything MAKE IT COME OUT and so that day passed slowly creepily dad was worried they wouldn�t feed me when I went in contributed Weinerschnitzel bad move 7 minutes apart it�s time hospital check-in and�.. they stop I mean completely home again head low hating life nauseous and begging for a gallon of wine no mam 7 minutes again wait 5 minutes husband begging to go nope wait am not being sent home again 4 minutes 3 minutes ok let�s go ouch ouch ouch not quite maximum pain but enough to rethink just how much fun sex is hippy doc in birkinstocks bouncing basketball in delivery well lets get the ball rolling, your gonna feel some water here and the world went red now we got some serious pain double over get me outta here don�t touch me fuck breathing pain four hours of it thank you every single one got me thinking I was surely dieing do you want drugs eyes rolled up exorcist style well ya morphine would be grand we�ll just put some in your IV what is it ASPIRIN your giving me friggin ASPIRIN fine fine I�ll take whatever ok almost time not yet don�t push yet excuse me could you fucking stuff the basketball I really feel like I have to take the biggest dump in the history of mankind and you�re telling me to hold back sit up spread em and then my beautiful sisters each holding a leg so far apart I know I�m going to split in two relax ladies I�m cool here I see the head can you sit up see right here working my fingers in here just to relax the area ok next time push push with all your might but it feels like�� forget that just push NOW and I�m watching this whole thing like I�m not doing it like there�s someone else going through this routine this baby having routine and I�m calm and very interested in the end result ok heads out, relax don�t push yet, let me get this nose cleared ok how do you feel mommy think you can give me another good one anything for you doc I love you I�ll do anything you say ok perfect great push we got shoulders out do you think you can lift this baby out yourself who me NOW sure you look fine to me, just reach under the armpits wait for the next contraction and push I�ll be right here great isn�t that what you get paid for and I did I put my hands around that tiny rib cage and ever so gently lifted out the most beautiful baby girl that ever was born oh she was mad screaming what pain was there pain no all gone in that instant daddy do you want to cut right here snip hey you better sit down you don�t look so good and I felt like a million daddy needs some smelling salts grandma and aunts are dancing with hippy doctor and I am in love like never ever before like no feeling that has ever existed straight to my breast before even Apgar before cleanup hungry beautiful baby girl for you the moon and all the stars I love you it was hot I mean sweltering
"i don't know nothin about birthin no babies" HA

Reviewed by Jim Smith (Reader)

Reviewed on September 18, 2002

Epic battle between right and pain. This is much better than the Delivery Room or whatever that show is on Discovery Channel.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on September 17, 2002

You gave birth to a twins that day your daughter and this poem, both magnificent! Bravo Mama!

Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson

I am sorry I couldn't finish your poem you made places on my body feel weird...and for that i give you a ten+

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

You put me in your pain with this real life story and made me glad I am not a woman for I am convinced that I would not survive that ordeal. But you also expressed the high and joy of giving birth to such a creation from that love. Another beautiful write from my Hermana.
Amor

Reviewed by Vicky Jeter

Oh Jo!
Tho you might imagine you cannot guess what a gift you left with me today. I am in prenatal and perinatal training -- have witnessed many birthing videos etc -- Nothing has touched the level of "experience" this took me to. And I needed it today. "daddy needs some smelling salts," I laughed and cried at once. And for your doctor to have the presence of mind that you could lift her out yourself!
This was just a huge gift. Do you mind if I share it with my pre and perinatal friends?
If I don't hear from you, I'll figure it's ok
Blessings, Vicky

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

this is almost how it was for me, but i was in labor for 52 hours and then had to have a c-section, so i didn't see my son born...mama was o-u-t. (military hospital...had a real weiner for a doc.) thanks for the memories. :) they say you forget the pain once the baby is born...forgeddaboudit, i remember every bit. :) back labor. the worst! i was a bitch during labor two...the doc almost became a female when i grabbed his...ahem...and tried to rip it out by the roots, 'cause he said, "you're not having as much pain as you think you are." exCUSE me???? another doc--a female--entered the room right then and took command. LOL. anyway, i ramble...this is a great write, josie! (((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)