The Notebook of JaneQSmythe

From your second to last post, "I deliver babies." (So I take it you're an obstetrician.)

However, mothers deliver babies, birth attendants (midwives, nurses, doctors) assist, or stand by, watch and encourage, as the case may be.

(And sometimes they meddle too much and cause delay in the natural birth process, or even cause harm. And yes, they save lives, too.)

Sorry, but as a home-birther, this is a big deal to me.

And yes, especially as a mod, on someone else's blog, I shouldn't have noted this, and will now see myself out. Bad mod, bad mod.
 
From your second to last post, "I deliver babies." (So I take it you're an obstetrician.)

However, mothers deliver babies, birth attendants (midwives, nurses, doctors) assist, or stand by, watch and encourage, as the case may be.

(And sometimes they meddle too much and cause delay in the natural birth process, or even cause harm. And yes, they save lives, too.)

Specifically NOT an obstetrician.
However you are absolutely correct about the rest.
More accurately I should say "I attend deliveries." But that didn't flow, in a literary way, with the whole "babies" pathos of that post. "I attend the delivery of babies" sounds forced.

Perhaps, "I catch babies"? Which can be more literally true considering that the lithotomy position with half of the bed removed can literally catapault the neonate into mid-air over a tile floor if you have a determined (usually multiparous) mom (who didn't really need that epidural that she insisted upon that necessitated all the monitors and caused the lack of mobility that landed her in such an unnatural birthing position).

JaneQ
 
Specifically NOT an obstetrician.
However you are absolutely correct about the rest.
More accurately I should say "I attend deliveries." But that didn't flow, in a literary way, with the whole "babies" pathos of that post. "I attend the delivery of babies" sounds forced.

Perhaps, "I catch babies"? Which can be more literally true considering that the lithotomy position with half of the bed removed can literally catapault the neonate into mid-air over a tile floor if you have a determined (usually multiparous) mom (who didn't really need that epidural that she insisted upon that necessitated all the monitors and caused the lack of mobility that landed her in such an unnatural birthing position).

JaneQ
Obstetric nurse!

Give me da cash.
 
Specifically NOT an obstetrician.
However you are absolutely correct about the rest.
More accurately I should say "I attend deliveries." But that didn't flow, in a literary way, with the whole "babies" pathos of that post. "I attend the delivery of babies" sounds forced.

Perhaps, "I catch babies"? Which can be more literally true considering that the lithotomy position with half of the bed removed can literally catapault the neonate into mid-air over a tile floor if you have a determined (usually multiparous) mom (who didn't really need that epidural that she insisted upon that necessitated all the monitors and caused the lack of mobility that landed her in such an unnatural birthing position).

JaneQ
Oh, it's the mom's fault that epidural choice was dangled in her face, for sure.

Yes, "catching babies" is a much better term. Thank you. It flows fine.
 
OMG. I never thought about relating it to myers-briggs.

Depending if I am in a people liking mood or a NOT people liking mood? When I take it I am either Lisa Simpson (INFJ) or Mr Burns. (INTJ)

http://www.slideshare.net/slideshow/embed_code/1073009

I suspect is an "I" thing. Now I have to go think about that. Thanks for the new HeadThink! I'll have to chase that new Shiny around in my head now. :)

GG
I’m an INTP so, again, an “I”. Interesting idea to mull over :)

Sorry that was so random, coming from so long ago. Just to add that I’ve enjoyed reading your blog and it’s given me a lot to think about.
 
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I’m an INTP so, again, an “I”. Interesting idea to mull over :)

Sorry that was so random, coming from so long ago. Just to add that I’ve enjoyed reading your blog and it’s given me a lot to think about.
No worries :)
Glad you are enjoying it.

I've been thinking that as we are coming out of the pandemic-haze and I am approaching my retirement horizon and entering a new decade of my life (having recently turned 50 :cool: ) that maybe I should try again to be more social...but it always feels like work. Introvert me has a hard time leaving my lovely library cave to seek out people to share conversations with - hence why a forum community feels so comfortable.

Just saw that a new member here is from Pittsburgh - I haven't looked into the poly-PGH social scene in a while....Hmmm
11/1/23: https://www.pghcitypaper.com/news/p...cuss-being-out-in-a-traditional-town-24846295
mentions CNM Social Club in Lawrenceville...
 
Well, it has been a bit of time hasn't it...?
Life, the world, everything...just whirling away...all the time.
So much happens, so many rabbits to chase down so many holes!

My poly self just keeps floundering along doing the daily things, experiencing life as it happens...working, teaching, sharing, caring.

My father... his mind is melting, dementia with anxiety and depression. So hard to watch him struggle. So hard to watch my mother struggle with his struggles. Eldest daughter (+ first born child + stand-in son) responsibilities loom - my responsibilities are financial/medical decision-making and talking dad off of ledges. My younger sisters are responsible for everything else. To be fair - they are perfectly capable of doing my parts as well (and have spouses and children to support them. I just have an "in" with regard to the "talking dad off ledges" tasks since we, apparently, have the same brain - so I can anticipate what his old brain would have done. I can see how mom is conflicted but my suggestions all reach her sounding like my father. Fortuitiously, I have MrS to help me there, he can translate Dad/JaneQ-speak/act into Mom/sister-speak/act with patience and precision.

Re-hooked up (sexually) with my old friend - my "first" (PianoBoy - if you read my Journey blog) which has been quite satisfying in a very cozy, comfortable, artful (dodger) way.

Added bonus, MrS and I ran into another old friend (JB from Journey) and his wife and socialization resulted. MrClean (no longer FWB - no ruckus), Rube, and VV still friendly friends but limited interactions as we have hit the mid-century of our lives and are busy, busy, busy.
 
Poking around my old entries, I realize that there are plenty of loose ends I have left dangling (if I ever get around to writing that memoir...). To clean up one: the Waif situation ended in tragedy (as so often happens), during one of her returns to her abuser's house she "fell" down the stairs, EMS was not notified for some time; after evaluation in trauma ICU, life support was withdrawn and organs were donated. MrS was an awesome support for her mother, we were there at the end, and that is a whole 'nother chapter. We went to local law enforcement with our concerns regarding the circumstances of her injury, neither we nor her mother were ever informed of any investigation until her mom got a call that her abuser was found DOA (suicide? overdose?). A memorial service was held, I spoke in MrS's stead.

Re: Dude - no contact, no word. A PI that I contacted did not come up with anything that I wasn't able to find on my own. I still have nightmares where he comes back and assumes that we can just "pick up" from before where things blew up. MrS has his own nightmares. I have considered hiring a serious investigator to look into his whereabouts, as knowing that he was dead (or in jail) would relieve my worry that he might just show up on our doorstep one day...

Still yearning to find a kindred female...plenty of curvy, wicked-smart women to crush on in my vicinity - all verboten or inaccessible but a girl can dream can't she?!
 
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