tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post4963626811742469802..comments2023-10-03T09:22:28.312-07:00Comments on two L's please: All The Broken Bits That Make You Jump UpHillaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10602816507915795709noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-21882812918508330702012-06-07T11:33:07.563-07:002012-06-07T11:33:07.563-07:00Eli needed a vacuum to help him make his big entra...Eli needed a vacuum to help him make his big entrance. The doctor attached it to his head and it popped off three times. It's funny now, but at the time I wanted to kick her in the throat. <br /><br />At one point there were eight people in the room. Nine, if you count my husband. I was like...this is more people than have seen my vagina in my entire life, combined, in this one room right now. Maybe we can just throw the door open and invite a few more in and everyone come gather round?Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07005036475888458542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-52026651270523903842012-06-07T08:43:07.704-07:002012-06-07T08:43:07.704-07:00Ha! "Hey Intern: YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG.&q...Ha! "Hey Intern: YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG."<br /><br />SO funny. :)Angellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04084789720358907986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-90958209527743967492012-06-06T16:44:41.689-07:002012-06-06T16:44:41.689-07:00Yep, I hear ya on the big baby and the er... damag...Yep, I hear ya on the big baby and the er... damage...<br />The repair part was also one of the clearest parts of that evening - when the dr kept having to ask for more local anesthetic as she kept finding more damage! I remember laughing, and then turning to my side and seeking my husband holding my newborn daughter and thinking it was the most beautiful moment of my life, even though someone was messing with my lady parts....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-57895906869354886522012-06-06T15:24:48.127-07:002012-06-06T15:24:48.127-07:00Matt was between 8-9lbs when he was born. His mom ...Matt was between 8-9lbs when he was born. His mom is my height (5'2"). If we ever have a child, I will be VERY AFRAID for my lady bits. VERY AFRAID. <br /><br />Also, never apologize for talking about The Vagine or your experiences or any lady bits. You deserve like 500 cupcakes at least.Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16323696998854147831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-37376343925144773612012-06-06T14:39:52.635-07:002012-06-06T14:39:52.635-07:00haha this was just too funny to read. i mean i mig...haha this was just too funny to read. i mean i might have freaked out if someone said that to me with a needle in their hand, but you are a champ and love that you remember this. so great.Katelinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15994241556437259884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-5917713825215817942012-06-06T13:38:49.001-07:002012-06-06T13:38:49.001-07:00I like when women are open about these kind of exp...I like when women are open about these kind of experiences because women like me won't be so surprised when we have our own kids someday!Portlandierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14811849548050574875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-49087406293758993952012-06-06T11:25:24.906-07:002012-06-06T11:25:24.906-07:00This made me laugh so hard. Glad you shared this m...This made me laugh so hard. Glad you shared this memory! Hope your girl parts healed okay. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-68120596825372394512012-06-06T11:17:12.822-07:002012-06-06T11:17:12.822-07:00Ahhh, the more glamorous side to giving birth. WHA...Ahhh, the more glamorous side to giving birth. WHAT A STORY! Thanks so much for sharing it with us. The joys of a teaching hospital are sure to provide good blog fodder. =)<br /><br />I remember very clearly a couple things related to doctors ...<br /><br />First, the two residents who admitted me (at just shy of 31 weeks) in triage. They essentially looked down there for a couple minutes, did an ultrasound, announced to me they were going to have to admit me and proceeded to launch into a bunch of logistical things related to being admitted. They gave me no time to process the fact I was being hospitalized far too early. I burst into tears and remember zero of what they said after they told me I was being admitted.<br /><br />Then, I remember the (way too short) 30 minutes it took to go from zero to fully dilated. The OB on duty looked down there and had a look of death on her face. I'm pretty sure she knew baby was gonna come fast (and that was a problem given I was only 31 weeks along and my little guy was frank breech!). <br /><br />One thing I'll never forget is our birth class instructor telling us that we can request no students or residents be allowed in our room if we didn't want them there. Even though I generally didn't care, it gave me a sense of relief to know I could request fewer people looking at and discussing my bits!Nilsa @ SoMi Speakshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08474642034399063234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2076532818291719012.post-46876995197141818662012-06-06T10:04:20.500-07:002012-06-06T10:04:20.500-07:00OH MY WORD. That is so hilarious. I also gave birt...OH MY WORD. That is so hilarious. I also gave birth at a teaching hospital. After Preston was born (ALL NINE POUNDS AND FOURTEEN OUNCES OF HIM), the doctor and resident stood at my bottom end, pointing and talking. I knew it was all teaching stuff, but THAT WASN'T AWKWARD AT ALL.Mrs. Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10311456187163028845noreply@blogger.com