Failing to inform women of the increased risk
of a dead baby if Homebirth is chosen is heinous.
Not exact matches
Tell that to the NURSE who told me
if I didn't let her give me Pitocin that my
baby would be born «with apgars
of zero — that means
dead.»
On the other hand
if you are carrying a
baby in a place
dead of winter, the convenient will be the one that fits under your winter coat and made
of a warm fabric.
And
if that's code for no interventions beyond cinamon breath and whatever other useless nonsense birth hobbyists have to offer, then those who seek that kind
of meaning can take their chances with having a
dead or broken
baby or mother.
Compared with a
dead or damaged
baby, the case
of a woman claiming she did not give informed consent, or was traumatised by unnecessary treatment, even
if proved, would make little impact in terms
of the financial award.
Modern medicine saved both
of us — emergency C - section, and
if I had a long labour with a
dead baby, I would have been at significant risk.
The thought
of her asking the doctor
if her
baby was really
dead is just unbearably sad.
As a nurse, I knew that
if you don't operate within minutes
of this happening you could have a damaged or
dead baby.
I mean, yeah, a
dead baby would be like 1000x more offensive and emotionally difficult for viewers, but the metaphor holds better, and
if you want to guilt us dirty bottle feeders into making our boobs work or forgoing our mental health meds or suffering through rape flashbacks or never - ending mastitis or simply not enjoying how we feed our
babies, then a picture
of a
dead baby will be much more effective.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is,
if you are reading this, and feeling bored
of our relentlessness on the
dead baby chat.
offers the following pearl
of wisdom, «Perinatal mortality is a very limited view
of safety, maternal satisfaction should also be considered» and then keeps spinning it as
if mothers would be happier with a
dead or brain - damaged
baby, as long as they felt empowered during their homebirth.
If the death rate for in - hospital births is 0.38 per 1,000, then you would expect something like 7.6 permanently injured
babies born in hospital for a total
of around 8 per 1,000
dead or permanently injured.
And
if that avoided CS results in an unhealthy or
dead baby, I think I'll take the risk
of a future uterine rupture.
AFRICAN MOON: When I first read it, the though came to mind was that she drank the cool A. It's really frustrating and I understand that breastfeeding is not easy for everyone but
if you have a hard time, instead
of downing breastfeeding or putting out negativity about it that could potentially keep someone else from breastfeeding, it is aggravating because
if she was living in the jungle and whatever, as long as she wasn't there by herself her
baby would not be
dead because there would be someone else there who is breastfeeding and could take over for her.
By day 6, the
baby should be jaundice free (
if he or she had it in the first place) and will most likely still be latching onto the previous few days» sleeping patterns, whether that's sleeping peacefully and basking in the glow
of the morning sun or waking up in the
dead of the night like a vampire to suck your boobs off.
If it happen that you are trying to soothe your
baby 2 am and you find all the batteries are
dead, you know the frustration that can come out
of this.
They would believe the polish
of laughter and smiles, as long as I never looked too thirsty or excited, as long as I never explained that
if uninterrupted drinking was on the horizon,
if I knew alcohol would soon pour into the cracks
of my psyche, soul, and heart, I could handle anything — even my stale days and too - young hus - band who left in the mornings, and the
baby sucking my life
dead and dry while making it infinitely more worth living and deep and clear.
Modified
dead lift (3 sets
of 10, use a heavy barbell
if you don't have a
baby) Muscles worked: glutes, abdominals, lower back
If your
baby's due date is in the
dead of summer, then I would stock up on short sleeve or tank body suits!
Films that might have fit this putative strand included the charming but overlong Timeless Stories, co-written and directed by Vasilis Raisis (and winner
of the Michael Cacoyannis Award for Best Greek Film), a story that follows a couple (played by different actors at different stages
of the characters» lives) across the temporal loop
of their will - they, won't - they relationship from childhood to middle age and back again — essentially Julio Medem - lite, or Looper rewritten by Richard Curtis; Michalis Giagkounidis's 4 Days, where the young antiheroine watches reruns
of Friends, works in an underpatronized café, freaks out her hairy stalker by coming on to him, takes photographs and molests invalids as a means
of staving off millennial ennui, and causes ripples in the temporal fold, but the film is as
dead as she is, so you hardly notice; Bob Byington's Infinity
Baby, which may be a «science - fiction comedy» about a company providing foster parents with infants who never grow up, but is essentially the same kind
of lame, unambitious, conformist indie comedy that has characterized U.S. independent cinema for way too long — static, meticulously framed shots in pretentious black and white, amoral yet supposedly lovable characters played deadpan by the usual suspects (Kieran Culkin, Nick Offerman, Megan Mullally, Kevin Corrigan), reciting apparently nihilistic but essentially soft - center dialogue, jangly indie music at the end, and a pretty good,
if belated, Dick Cheney joke; and Petter Lennstrand's loveably lo - fi Up in the Sky, shown in the Youth Screen section, about a young girl abandoned by overworked parents at a sinister recycling plant, who is reluctantly adopted by a reconstituted family
of misfits and marginalized (mostly puppets) who are secretly building a rocket — it's for anyone who has ever loved the Tintin moon adventures, books with resourceful heroines, narratives with oddball gangs, and the legendary episode
of Angel where David Boreanaz turned into a Muppet.
Perez's most spellbinding moment takes place in the middle
of a crowded shopping mall, when her character, Carla, spots a mother holding a
baby about the same age as her
dead son and hovers over the child like a ghost, apparently unseen despite being inches away; the look on Perez's face communicates both intense longing and boundless wonder, as
if she's simultaneously working through the reality
of death and suddenly comprehending the miracle
of life.
by Walter Chaw A seminal year for film, 1968: Once Upon a Time in the West, Rosemary's
Baby, Planet
of the Apes, Night
of the Living
Dead, 2001: A Space Odyssey, Barbarella,
If..., Targets, Faces, Danger: Diabolik... and, some would say, Mel Brooks's The Producers, a film back in the limelight thanks to the record - breaking, award - winning Broadway play on which it's based now coming out as an extraordinarily ill - advised feature film
of its own.
It's worth checking out
if you're into grim crime films like Gone
Baby Gone and Bad Lieutenant: Port
of Call New Orleans, though it isn't as gripping as the former or as funny as the latter, and it lacks the visual panache
of The Departed and the masterful storytelling
of Before the Devil Knows Your
Dead.
Had its trippy - dippy, anachronistic cross-cutting and madly - inappropriate scoring appeared in 1968 (the year
of Rosemary's
Baby, Night
of the Living
Dead,
If..., 2001: A Space Odyssey, and the film to which it perhaps owes its greatest allegiance, Once Upon a Time in the West), Performance would've found traction and good company as a foundational film for the American New Wave instead
of as a picture that, for all its foment and formal revolution, seemed hysterical against a maturing, more sedate (d) mainstream avant - garde parade
of stuff like El Topo, Zabriskie Point, MASH, and Five Easy Pieces.
Outside is the cold
dead of 3:00 a.m. on a late - November night in Kansas, but inside is lamplight, the warm smell
of a newborn, and Adam's wife, Saskia, beautiful Saskia, who a few minutes before had asked her husband
if he could watch the
baby so she could get a little sleep.