I think it’s not so much a matter of
verbalizing the fear, I think it has more to do with asking the question. When
you ask a question, a woman asks herself that question, maybe for the first
time, or at least for the first time in that situation. The right question at
the right time, fo
Lieve, that story brought a tear to my eye! Amazing.JoOn 06/02/2006, at 3:37 PM, Lieve Huybrechts wrote: Then I asked how she was born: a ventouse extraction. I said, ok, you didn’t finish your own birth. She was wondering if that was so. I asked if that was a theme in her life: doing things, but d
Yes, I have.
When I was working in Saudi. Grand Multi, coule see the baby's
head at the introitus but she would not push, wanted a CS.
It was a very interventionist place, a dribble of synto was
commenced, easy when all women had an IV, and eventually she
gave one big push and the baby came out.
I think it’s not so much a matter of
verbalizing the fear, I think it has more to do with asking the question. When you
ask a question, a woman asks herself that question, maybe for the first time,
or at least for the first time in that situation. The right question at the
right time, follo
