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[knithacker]

She Crocheted Childbirth Birth Teaching Aids - Set Includes a Uterus, Placenta, Baby and Umbilical Cord: 👉 https://wp.me/pjlln-8KF

[midwifical]

Repost @douladianne ・・・ Mid-contraction! It's absolutely incredible what a woman's body does in labor to birth her baby...SO strong! Yes, this woman works hard to keep her body in shape...and it's a good thing because she needed a lot of strength to push out her 9lb baby! (Photo taken two hours before birth at 7cm!) . . . #midwife #midwifery #midwifical #midwives #midwifelife #midwivesrock #feministmidwife #midwiferycare #midwivesmakeadifference #midwivesmatter #thankyoumidwife #lifeofamidwife #labor #birthmatters #thebirthhour #thebirthfemmes #bumptobaby #birthgoddess #childbirth #pregnantbelly #birthbecomesher #birthphotogs #birthwithoutfear #fitpregnancy #naturalbirth #douladianne #birthphotography #phoenixbirthphotographer #birthchoices https://www.instagram.com/p/B1UJ0aSAf5u/?igshid=8zlwd7pp8vpd

[thesulphurrose]

This is me wondering if bright yellow and bright pink eyeshadow will hide the fact I woke up at 2pm for night shift 3 of 3 
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#midwife #midwifelife #nightshifts #keyworker #makeup #brightshadow #sotired #coronavirus #covid19 #stayhome #staysafe #protectthenhs 
https://www.instagram.com/p/CAN1XyEJ1BH/?igshid=3g9xutumojzt

[come-mist-eternal]

move to the midwest they said

it'll be fun they said

[midwivesinnigeria]

29/10 – 2/11/19 - Abuja Trip

Zwei Gründe verschlugen uns in die Hauptstadt Nigerias - zum Einen „Big Boss is coming back“ 🙌 und zum Anderen ein Auge benötigte einen Notpass 😂.

Durch den Vorfall mit dem Reisepass, mussten wir bereits einen Tag vor dem geplanten Trip nach Abuja aufbrechen. Das Erhalten des Notreisepasses war nicht so leicht wie gedacht und wir können nur sagen, es war uns eine Lehre des Lebens - „don‘t let anyone deal with your passport when you are not around“ 🙃.

Da unser „Big Boss“ einer der drei Vortragenden auf der Design & Health Conference in Abuja war, hatten wir die Ehre ihn als seine Auge dahin zu begleiten. Das Hauptthema war die Salutogenese, sowohl in der Medizin als auch in der Architektur. Die Konferenz war sehr spannend, da sie auch einen kritischen Blick auf die bereits wahrgenommenen Probleme geworfen haben.

Am nächsten Tag hatten wir noch ein Meeting mit einem Hauptverantwortlichen der für die Familienplanung in Nigeria zuständig ist. Zwischen dem „Big Boss“ und dem Herrn wurden weitere Punkte bezüglich der Familienplanung und deren Koordination zwischen Österreich und Nigeria besprochen – es klingt nach einem sehr interessanten Projekt 😃.

Natürlich gehört aber auch zum Arbeiten etwas Freizeit 🤗

[thewritingmidwife]

Yes You Can

I often hear women saying “I can’t do this!” while giving birth. Sometimes they are afraid, because they have never done it before and don’t know what their body is capable of doing ever so beautifully. Sometimes they have been made afraid, because of wrong choice of words from health care workers who, most often with the right intentions, tried to address risks and possibilities with them. Sometimes, they have a gut feeling something is not going quite right, and they are trying to save themselves and their baby from complications.

When women claim they Can’t Do This, the first question that should come to mind is why she feels she can’t. By just stating that “Yes, you can, don’t worry about it”, the problem won’t go away. Even in between the waves of contractions is a better time to find out what’s going on underneath the fear, than to bluntly dismiss their feelings and leave the room. I have guided multiple woman during childbirth, who at first really felt they couldn’t do it, and by talking to me about their fears they birthed their baby calmly and in rest.

And sometimes, the feeling of Can’t Do This isn’t said out loud but only suffered in silence. Dilation not progressing as quickly as you’d expect it to, baby not descending, mother in more pain than usual… with all these things, and more, it’s important to keep in mind that her mind may be filled with dark clouds of fear and insecurity. Be the person who helps her through it and make this birth a joyful experience to look back on.

This process can take up to a few hours, because addressing your fears, naming them and looking them straight into the eye, isn’t as easy at is sounds on paper. Don’t worry if you don’t know the solution to her fear immediately, if you don’t know what to say to her. By listening to her and acknowledging her feelings, you’re probably doing more for her than you would have thought you could.

[obstetricnurse]

"De niña nadie te dice que tienes un útero, y creces sin moverlo, sin sentir su excitación, su latido; ves a las mujeres de tu alrededor vivir con posiciones rígidas, sin mover la pelvis ni el vientre, sin ver ni vivir las pulsiones uterinas. No hemos aprendido a mover el útero, ni a sentirlo; porque con la inmovilización de los músculos que forman la bolsa uterina se pierden también sus conexiones neuromusculares. En algunas culturas, la rana era el símbolo del útero, que salta y palpita y se mueve, (por eso también los test de embarazo se llaman los test de la rana). En otras culturas se decía que el útero era un pez, por su manera de moverse. Estos símbolos expresaban la existencia del órgano; y por eso, a pesar de que el útero es interior y no se ve, era algo conocido que desde niña te llegaba: y podías relacionar esos símbolos con tus propias pulsiones.

Los músculos del útero, cuando no se utilizan se ponen rígidos, pierden elasticidad y funcionalidad; solo cuando te escayolan una pierna un mes luego hay que hacer ejercicios de rehabilitación para recuperar la funcionalidad de la pierna. Imaginemos lo que sería si tienes la pierna sin mover desde que naces hasta los 20 años, o si te tapan un ojo al nacer y te quitan la venda de mayor: tendrías el ojo atrofiado. Pues eso es lo que pasa con nuestro útero. Antiguamente la mujer frígida era la que tenía el útero arriba bien quietecito, y de ahí viene el calificativo de 'histérica' porque 'histérica' viene de 'hysteron' = útero en griego.

El parto con placer se produce cuando el útero se abre suavemente, relajadamente. Con cada latido los músculos uterinos se distienden, se aflojan y el cuello se va relajando y abriéndose, poco a poco, con cada latido que al mismo tiempo es una oleada de placer. En cambio el útero rígido que en lugar de latir se contrae con espasmos, produce dolor, el dolor del calambre, que es el dolor de las famosas 'contracciones de dilatación'. Filogenéticamente está previsto que el parto sea un acto placentero; lo que no está previsto filogeneticamente es que la niña se haga mujer sin desarrollar su sexualidad, con el útero rígido, espástico.

Leboyer, autor del libro Por un nacimiento sin violencia, habla de lo innecesario e injustificado que son los partos violentos de hoy en día. Los úteros pueden abrirse suavemente, con ternura, con un palpitar suave, como explica muy bien en otro libro: El parto: crónica de un viaje .

Hemos perdido el útero porque hemos perdido la sexualidad. Mereló-Barberá afirma que la mujer se socializa en la ruptura psicosomática entre la conciencia y el útero.Nuestra manera de vestir dice mucho de nosotras, con ropas ajustadas, sujetadores y bragas que nos separan de nuestro cuerpo. Las mujeres que llevan túnicas o chilabas van desnudas por debajo, están mas cerca de sentir su cuerpo. Pero lo peor no es vestir de cierta manera si no el creer que nuestras pulsiones y nuestros flujos son algo sucio, lascivo y pecaminoso. Te socializas sin saber de tu propio cuerpo, incluso sintiendo asco hacia él en algunos aspectos; como si el útero fuese una víscera más como el esófago o la vesícula."

-Casilda Rodrigañez

[tenlyl]

It’s A Girl!!!!!!!

The most unbelieveable words I heard was the genetic specialist at cousyl Say, “Are You Ready?... It’s A.... GIRL!” My hand covered my mouth, Tears welled up in my eyes, my thoat felt tight, my heart raced, and it was like she took the air right out of my Lungs. “Are You Okay?” I responded with, “it’s a girl??” Followed by laughter and Tears, I proceeded to tell her how I have three boys and I had done the sneak peek gender test which had said boy but my gut had told me I was carrying a little girl. This was the best news! But For those of you who don’t know me you won’t quite understand the emotion that came next, FEAR..............

By the hands of my own biological mother I suffered the worst case of physical, sexual, mental, and emotional abuse possible. Becoming a mother to my first born I realized that I could never and would never be my biological mother. That clearly she’s sick, and nothing I had done could ever create the path she chose to lead me down. BUT that fear came back as I realized I’m going to now have a daughter, a daughter like my biological had in me.... what if that evil comes out? What if I can not love her the way a mother should love her daughter? What if she hates me? And the list goes on. That little girl, whose mother didn’t want her came back, full force! I was wounded and scared. It was when I realized this, that a light bulb went off, I could never be that mother because I care too much, love too much, and have grown too much to ever be anything other than a loving, caring, gentle mother! To a boy or a girl! And in that moment I felt my whole world change again! It that moment I fell in love with a little girl named Cali Irie