...when I hear about others' birth experiences. I mean the typical hospital ones where mom is rushed from a doctor's appointment to the hospital just because she happened to be dilated to 4 cm, the ones where water broke and there was hysteria about inducing labor, etc. etc. So a relative is currently in labor and of course, rushed off to the hospital at the first pangs of labor. At 1 cm on arrival, admitted, and less than 6 hours into it is already on a pit drip. Of course no one thinks there is anything abnormal about this. 
I just can't seem to brush it off, ignore it, not let it bother me. It just does. I have to learn to let go and let live, but somehow I am very sensitive to these things and hearing about these type of births makes me ache, wishing we had a better system.

I just can't seem to brush it off, ignore it, not let it bother me. It just does. I have to learn to let go and let live, but somehow I am very sensitive to these things and hearing about these type of births makes me ache, wishing we had a better system.








It bothers me too. I pretend not to hear, or read about. Luckily my family members' are done having babies, I hope anyway.



