At the big JiH/Pye Family Christmas Extravaganza!Funny story about this picture, I borrowed this dress from Nahomie. My (female) staff were all pushing for me to wear it sans the pink tank underneath. (I didn't solicit the advise of male staff members.) They said it made me look, "sexy." Cause yeah, for an orphanage Christmas party that's the look you want. Sheesh. Looking back at the pics, I am glad I used my better judgment on this one.
Sorry for the lack of any real content lately. Same old story. Got 8 kids. Life is crazy. We've had to turn down MANY children lately. That's never easy. Even so, we have about a half a dozen cases we're investigating (not that we're adding 6 more kids any time soon-- they just weren't immediate no's and so we're trying to determine if any of them will one day be yesses.)
As I have eluded to in the past, I have found a real passion and joy in helping my friend Sarah deliver babies. I am becoming very interested in midwifery and looking to learn more. I know that at the stage of life I am at now, this can't occupy too much of my time BUT, I have found that attending and assisting at births is this life-giving (literally and figuratively) thing for me. I don't know what it is-- maybe it's the miracle of witnessing pretty much the coolest biological process God created, maybe it's that I love children and watching them come into the world, maybe it's that it makes me feel strong to be a woman (as labor is QUITE the feat), maybe it's that I really enjoy spending time with Sarah who has become a great friend, or maybe it's simply that I like the time away from the chaos that is my life. Whatever it is, I am loving it. I am not as scared as I was the first time and I am not grossed out anymore. Well, not really.
Sometime soon I want to do a blog post about Haitian women in labor. Because it's REALLY interesting to learn some of the things that are common here. For now, I want to leave you with a pic of the latest baby we assisted with. Mama delivered really quickly and we missed the ACTUAL birth, but got there right after the fact.
Here's mom and the yet to be named baby girl--
Sorry for the lack of any real content lately. Same old story. Got 8 kids. Life is crazy. We've had to turn down MANY children lately. That's never easy. Even so, we have about a half a dozen cases we're investigating (not that we're adding 6 more kids any time soon-- they just weren't immediate no's and so we're trying to determine if any of them will one day be yesses.)
As I have eluded to in the past, I have found a real passion and joy in helping my friend Sarah deliver babies. I am becoming very interested in midwifery and looking to learn more. I know that at the stage of life I am at now, this can't occupy too much of my time BUT, I have found that attending and assisting at births is this life-giving (literally and figuratively) thing for me. I don't know what it is-- maybe it's the miracle of witnessing pretty much the coolest biological process God created, maybe it's that I love children and watching them come into the world, maybe it's that it makes me feel strong to be a woman (as labor is QUITE the feat), maybe it's that I really enjoy spending time with Sarah who has become a great friend, or maybe it's simply that I like the time away from the chaos that is my life. Whatever it is, I am loving it. I am not as scared as I was the first time and I am not grossed out anymore. Well, not really.
Sometime soon I want to do a blog post about Haitian women in labor. Because it's REALLY interesting to learn some of the things that are common here. For now, I want to leave you with a pic of the latest baby we assisted with. Mama delivered really quickly and we missed the ACTUAL birth, but got there right after the fact.
Here's mom and the yet to be named baby girl--
2 comments:
I love that. You look stunning, Gwenn. And I love the look that a mama has when she's just meeting her babe for the first time.
first off- LOVE this picture of you and nick.
and secondly- a few weeks ago, well... a few weeks before i left haiti, i witnessed my first birth. it is pretty amazing. i actually was not too grossed out by the actual birth... but the labor part scared me off a bit. she was in labor all night. i would pop in the room every now and then. and when the contractions would hit, she would start yelling "ohhhh jezi!!!" and "m'ap mouri! m'ap mouri!!". :)
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