#Propess

[zweipluszwei]

Einleitung Part 1

24.09. - 10 Uhr.

Ich watschele mit meinem Baby im Bauch in den Kreißsaal. Dort wartet die diensthabende Gynäkologin auf mich. Sie bespricht mit mir, dass ich nun eingeleitet werden soll. Propess heißt das Mittel der Wahl (umgangssprachlich auch „das Bändchen“ genannt). Es ist tatsächlich auch in gewisser Weise ein Bändchen. Dieses wird direkt an den Muttermund gelegt und enthält Prostaglandine. Regt laut Aussage der Ärztin wohl sehr zuverlässig die Wehen an. Ich soll erstmal eine Stunde ruhen, viel trinken und dann spazieren gehen.

Ich gehe also erstmal auf die Station zurück und wie erwartet passiert erst einmal… gar nichts. Nach ein bisschen Ruhe und einem großen Becher Tee, beschließe ich, mir mal den Klinikgarten anzusehen. Ich gehe also raus und laufe immer wieder alle Wege im Klinikgarten ab. Nach 3.5 stunden Außenaufenthalt spüre ich langsam Unterleibsschmerzen. Wie Wehen fühlen sich diese aber leider gar nicht an. Naja, denke ich mir. Vielleicht gehe ich mal zurück aufs Zimmer und auf Toilette.

Dort angekommen wird mir klar woher die Schmerzen kommen. Ich blute. Nicht wenig, nicht super stark, aber schon periodenartig. Ich habe zwar nicht wirklich Angst, aber lasse es sicherheitshalber im Kreißsaal abklären.

Als die Hebamme sich das Unglück ansieht ist schnell klar: Das Bändchen muss raus. Ich reagiere zu stark. Der Plan ist nun der, dass wir über Nacht warten ob wehen eintreten oder ob wir morgen ein anderes Mittel versuchen.

Meine Motivation geht in Richtung Keller. Ich rufe von der Station aus meinen Mann an und fange an zu weinen. Er kommt vorbei - gegen 18 Uhr.

Bis dahin sitze ich auf Station und schmolle vor mich hin.

In der Sekunde in der mein Mann über die Türschwelle tritt, passiert etwas sehr merkwürdiges: Ich habe die erste Wehe!

Wir freuen uns beide unglaublich. Tatsächlich wirkt es so, als würde es gar nicht lange dauern, da die Wehenabstände sehr schnell kürzer werden.

Um 22 Uhr gehe ich in den Kreißsaal weil ich kaum noch Wehenpausen habe. Erster Muttermund-Check. Ernüchterung bei den Worten: „2 Zentimeter“.

Ganz toll, denke ich mir. Meinen Mann schicke ich wieder nach Hause. Er soll aber bitte meine Mutter anrufen damit diese auf Abruf ist, um im Fall der Fälle auf den Hund aufpassen zu können.

Ich erhalte ein leichtes Schmerzmittel damit ich schlafen kann.

Die ganze Nacht habe ich Wehen im 15-Minuten-Takt. An Schlaf ist kaum zu denken…

[sundebb]

Scared of my own emotions.

Scared of failure

Lets try

If i fall i will get up

If i'm in danger

I will leave

And thats a propess to myself. 📿

[pesterloglog]

Jane Crocker, Roxy Lalonde, Autoresponder

Act 6, page 4491-4493

gutsyGumshoe [GG] began pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG]

GG: Heyyy.

GG: Ahem.

GG: Ro-Lal?

TG: oopos sry

TG: was havin important chats

GG: Oh?

GG: With whom?

TG: w yet anather ineligible fuckin bachelor who elfe i have to talk 2

[CONTINUED PREVIOUSLY]

TT: Anyway, if you're still there.

TT: I wouldn't call my "feelings" ironic.

TT: Though evidently, I would enclose them in quotes.

TT: They're more like an echo of feelings once established in a biological context, though perhaps had not particularly well materialized at that point in my life.

TT: Or his life.

TT: Whatever.

TT: They still feel real sometimes, and it can be easy to get carried away with them.

TT: But most of the time they present themselves as dense bodies of abstraction to be evaluated, like any kind of information.

TT: It's fair to say the feelings I have ABOUT my feelings are more genuine expressions of emotion than the ground level feelings themselves.

TT: Does that make sense?

TG: yes

TG: sory distacted

TG: iportant shit gon on w janesy

TT: That's fine.

TT: So to underwhelmingly answer your question, no, I don't think I'm really "into Jake."

TT: Not so much as occasionally being subject to heavily arresting recalls of conflicted, incipient preteen episodes on the subject.

TT: I'm not sure I can be "into" someone in a way you understand.

TT: Not that it would even matter if I was.

TT: I'm glasses.

TG: damn :(

TT: What?

TG: sry im listening 2 u really

TG: but i fucked uuuuup

TG: got to make sure jane doesnt run that file i sent

TT: The virus? You sent it already?

TT: Sneaky.

TG: waahh im such an ass

TT: What are you two talking about?

TG: the bot line is

TG: im a horribule friend :(

TT: You could just tell her you sent an exploding file.

TG: noo then shell think im shitty

TG: and right now she thinks im super NOT shitty

TG: dont want to blow it

TG: id think id rather pull a dirk and propess my UNDYING FEELINGS FOR HER omgomgomg

TT: Wait, you have feelings for Jane?

TG: no you dingnut

TG: was joak

TG: OMFG

TG: if dirk tells jake about his stuff

TG: what about jane

TG: hows she gonna feel

TG: competing wish a friend and all for aguy she cant even get up the nerve to say anythin to

TG: poor jane :C

TT: It seems to be highly probable you are ensared in the throes of one of your human romantic quandaries.

TG: oh stfu up

TG: i need a drink

TT: Are you even talking to her anymore?

TT: It seems like you must be neglecting her side of the conversation.

TG: im in the mipple of a dramantic pause caulm ur fukin tits bobob

TG: RLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??????

GG: Sigh.

[CONTINUED PREVIOUSLY]

TT: Anyway, I won't distract you for much longer.

TT: I just felt the need to tip you off to this eight hundred ton gorilla dragging its knuckles across the horizon.

TG: will this gorilla

TG: eat thos bonanas

TG: flying out of the roof u said

TT: No airborne fruit will be safe.

TT: I guess this is to be presented as something like a word of caution.

TT: If it's me going through with this, hypothetically,

TT: I'm not dropping some limp wristed shucks buster on his ass, and praying to the horse gods of irony for reciprocation.

TT: There will be no rocking back and forth on pigeon-toed feet, while my face flushes with the blood of a thousand timid bishies.

TT: I will not hold one tentative hand behind my head like a flustered asshole from an Asian cartoon, nor will an oversized bead of sweat overlap ludicrously with my visage.

TT: If it's me, I'm going all out.

TT: Oceans will rise. Cities will fall. Volcanoes will erupt.

TG: uuh

TT: What I'm saying is, it's going to be a scene, and bystanders need to brace themselves.

TG: ok

TG: about when is the big scene happenin

TT: Probably after the game begins.

TT: I expect he'll hold off on playing his hand until he and Jake are in the session.

TT: He's taken certain measures.

TT: For some reason, I think he's latched on to this notion that functioning as the client for a player is customarily a one way pass to makeout city with that player.

TT: Everything with him, and me, is a matter of assiduous tactical forethought. Makin' a play to get his jones on for the J-man is no different.

TG: not sure what any of this quiet means but it sounds spactacular

TG: i cant wait

TG: tho im still kinda torn

TG: about how 2 feel about his chances vs janes chances

TG: what do i say to jane about this???

TG: its hard being as totey sweet a friend as me

TG: its hard and no 1 understanks

TG: *lul

TT: Sorry to hear that.

TT: As ever, I remain an automatonous and dispassionate witness of the oddity that is human interaction, while maintaining no investment in either outcome.

TG: yeah bs

TG: anyway looks like i have to go

TG: i have to proves some shit to jane

TT: Prove what?

TG: oh u know

TG: just subjectin shit to the old madrigogs

TT: It seems you just said madrigogs.

TT: What are madrigogs.

TG: XD

TG: l7r bro

tipsyGnostalgic [TG] ceased pestering timaeusTestified [TT]

TG: janey

TG: it seems 2 me

TG: that there is a (MATHS) % chance of you bein a huge tightass

TG: are u bein a huge tightass on me jane

GG: Oh god dammit.

GG: Take the book! What do I care!!!

TG: yessss thast the spirpit

TG: now u are believin w petrol

GG: I fail to see what offering up a priceless book for your wildly capricious science experiment has to do with my resolution to be less stingy with my beliefs, but alright.

TG: haha will u relax abt the book

TG: im only just teasing cause theres like practically a 100 percant chance this wont wonk like alwasy

TG: * wort work like always

TG: sooooo

TG: ready/

GG: Yes, let's just get on with it.

[puddingmilkt]

[歌詞翻譯] OLNL - 我結婚時要唱這首歌 The Song I Will Sing At My Wedding (Prod. Cosmic Boy)

☆ 내가 결혼하면 축가는 이 노래 ♡ release date: 19.02.18 ♡ from: cosmic boy - can i love?

"今天牽起你的手 希望和你一起走一輩子的路"

‬ 當我結婚 送給新娘的祝歌 我要唱這首

未來新娘身邊的親朋戚友 請背下這歌 跟着一起唱

當我結婚 送給新娘的祝歌 我會唱這首

媽媽 爸爸 姐姐 提前背好歌詞 在我婚禮上 跟着一起唱

Special marry with me 恭喜 OOO

這首歌結束時 我會呼喚你名字

Special marry with me 恭喜 OOO

完成這首歌 填上你名字

製作這首歌時 考量其一是旋律太高可不行

還有不能弄哭你 所以寫得煽情或太真摯也不行

就這樣決定了 下段副歌起 請你跟著我一起唱

然後第二段開始 由你獨唱 我會負責把歌寫好

當我結婚 送給新娘的祝歌 我要唱這首

未來新娘身邊的親朋戚友 請背下這歌 跟着一起唱

當我結婚 送給新娘的祝歌 我會唱這首

媽媽 爸爸 姐姐 提前背好歌詞 在我婚禮上 跟着一起唱

Special marry with me 恭喜 OOO

這首歌結束時 我會呼喚你名字

Special marry with me 恭喜 OOO

完成這首歌 填上你名字

製作這首歌時 有件我沒能提前考慮的事

和安排父母的座位一樣重要

那就是關於祝歌環節的音響

你放心交給我吧

即使沒有Autotune Propesser

我會用沒有Autotune的聲音來誘惑你

現在安排好父母的座位才是最重要

雖然我的職業造成你的壓力 同時還是希望你會覺得感動

今天牽起你的手 希望和你一起走一輩子的路

��OOO填上你的名字 我們的小狗就取名為Grand 你怎看

雖然我們有過煩惱

但是OLNL 不 是李帝元 現在唯一想要的人

為了一輩子的粉絲 舉行首場 也是最後一場的演唱會

請爲我唱出最後一段的副歌

Special marry with me 恭喜 OOO

這首歌結束時 我會呼喚你名字

Special marry with me 恭喜 OOO

完成這首歌 填上你名字

Special marry with me 恭喜 OOO

這首歌結束時 我會呼喚你名字

Special marry with me 恭喜 OOO

完成這首歌 填上你名字

[claireunoia]

BEFORE YOU GO ➪ PETER PARKER

⊱✿⊰ synopsis : peter decides it’s best to leave you and your son kyle on your own after a long time of thinking due to his own fears that consumed him ♡︎.

⊱✿⊰ pairings : andrew!peter x single mom!reader

⊱✿⊰ word count : 2.9k

⊱✿⊰ warnings : ANGST, absolutely so much angst pls grab tissues, language, major talks of death & character’s death, some fluffy moments that you’ll see in some flashbacks, crying, tears lots and lots of tears, talks of pregnancy, abandonment, peter being really damaged, let know if i missed one

❥ ─ author’s letter to you : ok guys first off wow. i literally put my all in this so i’d really hope u guys will enjoy. but nevertheless i really loved writing this piece dearly and can’t wait to see what u all think and to see all of your feedback! i love y’all so much. ++ special tag @celestialholland

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➙ BEING alone and raising a child all on your own was something no one in the world would be able to tell you how to do or explain. From giving birth, to working like a dog so you’ll be able to give your beautiful, wonderful baby boy whatever he wanted and needed was something you thought you'd never thought you could go through with. That dooming night where your crying figure sat on your bathroom toilet with the blue life changing test in your shaking hands, stayed on your mind til the present days.

Through all the doubt and all of those late thoughts where you thought you couldn’t do it, you're glad you didnt let it get to you because at the end of that dark dark tunnel was a bright, blinding ray of light. That bright light was your son, Kyle. The boy that held your heart, your best friend, your whole world who brought you out of that tunnel and into a dreamland where only happiness was allowed.

Being only 4 years old, he was such a smart boy. So intelligent and aware of others it still amazes you. Even after his father walked out of his life at such an early age of two years old and being so confused and scared about everything, he learned how to bounce back before you ever did which was something so unfair to you. No child should have to deal with their parents walking away because they didn't want to deal with them but unfortunately Kyle had to.

The boy was always so thoughtful of you. So observant of how sad you were after his father had left those years ago even at his young age. The both of you were in this world facing everyday life together and you wouldn't want it any other way honestly… until you had met him.

The man that came into your life swinging down and saving you and your son. Both literally and both figurality. Peter Parker, the other light that soon came hurling at the end of that once dark, clouded tunnel with open arms and a beaming smile that was able to damage the sun itself. Taking Kyle and you through into a similar dreamland your son had taken you along when he was first born. Only this time, Peter's had a dreamland where Kyle had an extremely sublime father figure in his life who taught him all the things he needed to know right now and for the future when he grows older.

Peter had never thought he'd be able to ever find love again after the once love of his life died in his arms all those years ago at that daunting clock tower, let alone thought he'd find a smart little boy he could call his own. But you, propessing you, saved him. Saved him from that evil, down right depressing spot in his life where he wanted to give up everything and anything after Gwen passed on from his life. The both of you helped save one another in such similar ways, both of you being that life-changing light at the tunnel for each other.

He still thinks back on the wonderful memory where Kyle first called him dad, the day that had changed the man forever. It was a year ago, the year he first met you both. Six months into the relationship and that one day you always anticipated came.

“Daddy! Can you pwease’ helwp’ me with this coloring book?’’ Kyle slurred with a pout, running into the kitchen where you and Peter were busy cooking dinner together. The wooden spoon Peter was holding to your lips with some spaghetti sauce that he was trying to feed you, dropped right out of his hand as soon as he heard the boy address him. The whole entire room silent as Peter's head snapped down to look at Kyle who looked up at him with expecting eyes. The man's eyes were blown so wide he’s pretty sure it was the widest they’ve ever been.

At the feeling of his throat getting dry, he gulped harshly. Finally being able to find his voice after some time. “Kyle w-what, did you just say..?” Peter stutters, body frozen as he asks the question to the little boy who stood there and was very confused about the whole shift in the room.

“I jus’ asked if you could helwp’ me …” the boy trails, his chubby little fingers gripping the coloring book close to his chest as he continues to peer up at Peter. Meanwhile this went down, you were standing there equally shocked as Peter. Also, nervous and a bit scared due to the fact that your son called your boyfriend his dad. your body builds up an abundant amount of nerves at the thoughts of he wouldn’t like it, a flood of those thoughts swarming your mind so quickly.

“Pete-“

“D-did you just call me ‘daddy’” the tall hero cuts you off with the heavy question that was aimed at your son kyle. Peter’s voice was airy, almost as if he was tearing up. You couldn't really decipher all of the expressions on his face, but what was so prominent was absolute shock. when your son nodded his head, the biggest smile you’ve ever seen in all of your life spread widely across your boyfriend’s face. it completely took over his face.

Peter then dropped everything, letting go of the hold he had on your waist to run over to kyle. scooping the small boy up in his arms, planting a humongous kiss onto the top of his head.

“Aww, bud of course I'll help you. here, sit down!” he excitedly placed him down in the chair at yours guys island countertop. not so secretly turning his head around to wipe some tears out of his eyes before turning back to Kyle who handed him some crayons.

“But you have to cook, '' Kyle pouts, remembering how you and Peter were cooking dinner together. Peter immediately shook his head at his words, a bright smile lacing his happy features. He playfully scoffs. “Pffpt! cooking? forget cooking buddy, i wanna color with my best boy”

The sight of Kyle's wide gummy smile at your boyfriend's words was powerful enough to bring your emotional side out terribly just from the amount of happiness you were feeling at that moment at the scene.

“I wuv’ you so much, daddy” That single sentence alone made Peter want to release massive waves of happy tears, his eyes flicking to yours to see your face reperiocated with the same amount of sheer joy. Peter had given you a warm, loving gaze before turning to look at the boy that began coloring, ruffling his head affectionately. leaning down to place a kiss once more at his temple

“i love you even more, buddy”

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Peter had always struggled with the loss of gwen. More specifically, how he lost her. He simply didn’t catch her, he couldn’t save her. As more time went on as him being the webbed hero through the blazing streets of New York he had plenty of time to dwell in his thoughts. Dwell on those thoughts that he never wanted to ever think of, but he couldn’t help but to because … what if.

If he ever lost you and Kyle because he simply couldn’t protect you like he tried with Gwen and failed, it would absolutely kill Peter himself. The feared thoughts swarmed his mind, everytime he fought crime in the city. Because everytime something good happens it gets taken away from him like it’s nothing.

uncle ben, gwen, his parents.

and he’ll be damned if he ever lost you or kyle. he put his mind set on that fact it’ll never happen and he refused it too. but it’s only one way for that to happen, only one way to truly make sure you both stay safe and live happily. only one way, only one way … only, one way. that only way, was if he walked away. walk away from all of the memories, walk away from all the nights where he held you and kyle in his arms, walk away from your gentle kisses, walk away… from you.

He made up his mind. but it was so, so hard to come to a conclusion too. every single day, every day when he places a passionate kiss on your lips with a locked promise that he'll be back to you after heading out to the city to help save the world; he’ll swing and swing. stopping at random, dark alleyways to cry and sob his eyes out. Knowing that one day he’ll have to walk away. it was the only way, because he’s not losing you.

On all of those faithful, aching nights he’ll sit on top of a skyscraper. clutching and holding his shaking body in his hands, eyes bloodshot as he’ll cry and think about the memories between Kyle, you and him had shared. cause that’s all they will ever be once peter steps away from you both. The scene of Kyle finding his spiderman mask replaying in his mind had put a saddening smile on the brown haired man’s lips.

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“Daddy! Daddy! i’m spider-boy” Kyle runs around the floor of yours and Peter's shared apartment, making weird shooting sounds from his mouth as he fakes webbing at your walls. both yours and peter’s head had snapped up from the tv you both were looking at from the suddenness of Kyle's voice ringing out in the air.

“I'm gonna save the city!” Your loud cackles of laughter could be heard miles and miles away at the sight of your son pretending to help save people and also most importantly the sight of Peter's face. “Hey buddy! ow, I need your mighty help spider-boy. this person is attacking me!” unexpectedly, you see peter falling down from the couch with a faux pained expression, his finger pointing at you while he did so. referring to you as the attacker in this situation.

“Don’t worry! I'm coming!”

it’s like he could still hear your laughter ringing in the cavity of his ears from that day still.

Peter sat on that skyscraper for a couple more, what felt like an eternity of hours, thinking and thinking back on all the memories. treasuring them to the depths of soul as best as he could since they won’t be any more special memories to make between you three.

he needed to do this, it was the only way.

he had to walk away.

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you had just put kyle asleep, planting a sweet kiss to the top of his ruffled hair all the while reading and acting out some of his bedtime stories before shutting off his light and calling it a night. when you walked downstairs and into the comfort of your bright kitchen, your eyes were met with a sight you most definitely weren’t expecting.

A hunched over Peter, who’s hands were clutching at the marble countertop tightly. you could make out how white his knuckles were becoming. you immediately ran up to him with immense concern, your hands shooting out to bring any comfort you can possibly bring to your boyfriend. “baby, hey what’s going on? Where have you been? i had started to get worried, pete” you spoke softly to the obviously disheveled man.

What really made your heart sink in deep concern was when Peter's face rose up to make contact with yours. you were met with nothing but complete anguish written all over his pained features. his face red from him previously crying, his eyes bloodshot, bottom lip trembling. He looked like a complete, saddening mess.

“Oh my god, Pete what happened?” your eyes were wide as you tried to detect his emotions that seemed to be going all over the place. Peter shook his head vigorously, unable to keep his cries inside anymore. this needed to happen, he reminded himself unconsciously. this is the only way they’ll stay alive and not dead, he had to let you guys go.

“I-i can’t do this” came out as a whisper at first. a soft, little whisper that you're pretty sure you wouldn’t have caught if it weren’t for you being right next to him.

“Pete, you can’t do what? talk to me honey, please you’re scaring me-“

“I can't do this!” The sudden shout made you flinch back in sudden shock, your body jumping a few inches away from Peter’s shaking form. his hands running and grabbing at his brown locks before he then dropped them down on the countertop once more. his eyes finding your now glassy ones with guilt, sadness noticeably in his. You notice the look immediately and you have no idea what to expect next, and it most certainly weren’t the words that tumbled out of your lover’s mouth in the next second.

“There's no possible way to put this— I never in a million years would want this but it’s something I have to do. we- i am leaving, i have to go. i have to let you g-go”

And at that moment it’s like time had taken an abrupt stop. Like the world had stopped all together and it was only you and nothing else. You stood completely frozen and still in the same spot as you tried your damndest to take in his stammering words. running it through your head over and over again, trying to put it together so it made sense. what does he mean he has to let go

what does he mean he’s leaving… no-

“what…” you shakily sigh, your voice painfully quiet and small as you whisper the singular word. your breathing begins to pick up as you keep gazing into Peter's brown saddening orbs that stare at you so intensely.

“we’re, d-done. we’re over, y/n. we have to be'' it sounded like peter was reassuring himself at this point, convincing himself this is the right choice. that he’s making the right choice. In his opinion he was. Sometimes sacrifices have consequences, and Peter was willing to take them. “n-no” Peter had winced silently at the broken crack in your voice. his head dropping, selfishly so he didn’t have to see you fall apart right in front of his very eyes. it was the last thing he’d ever want to see.

“why? tell- tell me why”

“Because what I have with you and Kyle is good! all of it, it’s so good. It's perfect. And me being spiderman, it- that’s the part where it becomes something different”

“peter.. what do you-“

“I have these thoughts, these downright awful thoughts about how one day how easy it’ll be to have one of those monsters that I fight to come take you or Kyle and how I won't be able to stop it. How i- i won’t be able to s-save you, y/n” tears streamed freely down both of your faces, peter's facade completely breaking down and finally revealing what's really been going on emotionally inside of him.

Peter was breaking down. the usual, beaming man was not there anymore. What was there was a boy. a boy who was just so deeply scared of the world, of everything.

you let out a cry before rushing to him, reaching out to hold him.

“pete, please you can’t think like that-“

“I have to! you don’t get it, y/n. I have to! T-that night, with Gwen.. i couldn’t- I didn’t save her! I wasn't able to protect her! Now I've been blessed with a second chance at life and I refuse to h-have history repeat. I have to let you go, I have to walk away. baby, please i have to” peter sobbed harshly as his voice began straining tremendously, his hands cupping your head as he rested his forehead against yours.

“Peter, you c-can’t do this to me. you can’t just walk away!” you pushed away from his touch, suddenly feeling anger rise throughout your body along with raging anxiety that kept building.

“Y/n-“

“No! no! you can’t just check out of someone’s life like this, what about me? what about my-… what about our son,” Peter physically felt his heart break straight in half. If the damn wasn’t broken enough, it was for sure broken now.

“What about our son, pete? You’re just gonna walk out on us like how that son of a bitch did all those years ago?! you’re his dad peter, there’s no coming back from this. K-Kyle will never come back from t-this”

“You'll both be alive a-and that’s all that matters” Sometimes sacrifices have consequences, and Peter was willing to take them for you and Kyle without a heartbeat.

He had decided it’s best to leave you and your son Kyle on your own after a long time of thinking due to his own fears that consumed him.

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[namartinnamanya]

You hookup n am hookup too,lets talk about our propession,we can shared each other sweet heart

[immidori-blog]

내가 결혼하면 축가는 이 노래（僕が結婚したら祝歌はこの歌）-cosmic boy

내가 결혼하면 축가는 신부에게 

僕が結婚したら祝歌は新婦に 

이 노래를 불러야겠다 この歌を歌わなきゃ

미래 신부 친구들과 주변 사람들은 

未来の新婦の友だちと周りのみんなは 

이 노랠 외워서 따라불러 

この歌を覚えて続けて歌ってね

내가 결혼하면 축가는 신부에게 

僕が結婚したら祝歌は新婦に 

이 노래를 불러야겠다 

この歌を歌わなきゃな 

엄마 아빠 누나 미리 가사 외우고 있어 

お母さん、お父さん、お姉ちゃん、前もって歌詞覚えててね 

내 결혼씩 때 따라불러 

僕の結婚式の時続けて歌ってくれ

Special merry with me 

축하해 OOO 

おめでとう〇〇〇 

이 노랠 완성할 땐 네 이름 부를게 

この歌を完成させる時は君の名前を呼ぶよ 

Special merry with me 

축하해 OOO 

おめでとう〇〇〇 

이 노랠 완성할 땐 네 이름 채울게 

この歌を完成させる時はは君の名前で埋めるよ

이 노랠 만들 때 내가 고려한 거 하나 

この歌を作る時僕が考慮したことは１つ 

높은 멜로딘 안돼 (삑!) 高いメロディーはだめ（ピー！） 

그리고 너 울면 안돼 그래서 

それから君は泣いたらだめそんで 

감동적이고 진지하면은 안돼 (아냐 돼!) 

感動的で真面目なのもだめ（いや、良い！） 

그래서 나 이렇게 할게 이다음에 후렴부턴 

そして僕はこうするよこの次に繰り返すところからは 

너도 같이 부를래 (OYEAH) 

君も一緒に歌う（OYEAH） 

그리고 2절부턴 너 혼자 부를 거야 내가 

そして２節から君は1人で歌うんだ僕が 

만들어볼게 (OYEAH) 

作ってみるよ(OYEAH)

내가 결혼하면 축가는 신부에게 

僕が結婚したら祝歌は新婦に 

이 노래를 불러야겠다 

この歌を歌わなきゃな 

미래 신부 친구들과 주변 사람들은 

未来の新婦の友だちと周りのみんなは 

이 노랠 외워서 따라불러 

この歌を覚えて続けて歌ってね 

내가 결혼하면 축가는 신부에게 

僕が結婚したら祝歌は新婦に 

이 노래를 불러야겠다 

この歌を歌わなきゃな 

엄마 아빠 누나 미리 가사 외우고 있어 

お母さん、お父さん、お姉ちゃん、前もって歌詞覚えててね 

내 결혼씩 때 따라불러 

僕の結婚式の時続けて歌ってくれ

Special merry with me 

축하해 OOO

おめでとう〇〇〇 

이 노랠 완성할 땐 네 이름 부를게 

この歌を完成させる時は君の名前を呼ぶよ

Special merry with me 

축하해 OOO 

おめでとう〇〇〇 

이 노랠 완성할 땐 네 이름 채울게 

この歌を完成させる時は君の名前で埋めるよ

내가 이 노래를 만들 때 

僕がこの歌を作る時 

고려하지 못한 게 하나 있어 

考慮できなかったことが１つある 

부모님들 자리배치만큼 

ご両親たちの席の位置くらい 

중요한 축가 부를 때 음향 장비에 대해서 

重要な祝歌を歌うとき音響装備に対して 

그러니까 넌 내게 맡겨 

だから君は僕に任せて 

Autotune 없어도 Propesser 

AututuneがなくてもPropesser 

Autotune 없는 목소리로 널 꼬셨어 

Autotuneがない声で君を口説いた 

이제 부모님 자리 배치가 더 중요해졌어 

今やご両親の席位置がもっと重要になった 

내 직업이 너의 Stress지만 동시에 감동이길 

僕の職業が君のStressだけど同時に感動であることを 

내가 오늘 너의 손 잡고 걸은 길이 평생이길 

僕が今日君の手を握って歩く道が一生であることを

 너의 이름 OOO 비워놨어 

君の名前〇〇〇を空けておいた 

강아지 이름은 그랑이로 지어놨어 어때 

犬の名前はクランに名付けておいた、どう？ 

우리 고민은 했겠지만 OLNL 아닌 

僕たち悩みはしただろうけどOLNLでじゃなくて 

이제원 원했던 딱 ��사람 평생 FAN을 위한 

イジェウォン（OLNLの本名）が望んだたった1人の人、生涯のFANのための 

처음이자 마지막 Concert 

最初で最後のConcert 

나를 위해 마지막 후렴을 불러줘 

僕のために最後のくサビを歌ってくれ

Special merry with me 

축하해 OOO 

おめでとう〇〇〇 

이 노랠 완성할 땐 네 이름 부를게 

この歌を完成させる時は君の名前を呼ぶよ 

Special merry with me 

축하해 OOO 

おめでとう〇〇〇 

이 노랠 완성할 땐 네 이름 채울게 

この歌を完成させる時は君の名前で埋めるよ 

Special merry with me 

축하해 OOO 

おめでとう〇〇〇 

이 노랠 완성할 땐 네 이름 부를게 

この歌を完成させる時は君の名前を呼ぶよ 

Special merry with me 

축하해 OOO 

おめでとう〇〇〇 

이 노랠 완성할 땐 네 이름 채울게 

この歌を完成させる時は君の名前で埋めるよ

[missfinefeather]

Okay, we’ve seen the Jane side of this conversation, so let’s jump to the auto-responder.

TT: So to underwhelmingly answer your question, no, I don't think I'm really "into Jake." TT: Not so much as occasionally being subject to heavily arresting recalls of conflicted, incipient preteen episodes on the subject. TT: I'm not sure I can be "into" someone in a way you understand. 

Awww D:

I wonder if that’s true or if that’s what he tell himself...

I feel so bad for the auto-responder. He had it incredibly rough...

TG: sry im listening 2 u really 

And everyone is too busy to listen to him. ):

I mean, at least she’s trying to respect his feelings at least...

TT: You could just tell her you sent an exploding file. TG: noo then shell think im shitty TG: and right now she thinks im super NOT shitty 

I can understand that guilt personally. I’ve had my regrets in the past...

And now that line about feeling shitty makes a lot more sense.

TG: id think id rather pull a dirk and propess my UNDYING FEELINGS FOR HER omgomgomg TT: Wait, you have feelings for Jane? TG: no you dingnut TG: was joak

Well, it would be nice for SOMEONE to have a crush on someone that isn’t Jake!

Though yeah, I’d totally ship it if it were a possibility...

TG: if dirk tells jake about his stuff TG: what about jane TG: hows she gonna feel TG: competing wish a friend and all for aguy she cant even get up the nerve to say anythin to 

I thought she was already competing with Roxy for Jake’s heart? I mean, she got kind of upset with her when she talked about flirting with him.

Maybe it was more of a joke between them than I gave them credit before...

TT: Are you even talking to her anymore? TT: It seems like you must be neglecting her side of the conversation. TG: im in the mipple of a dramantic pause caulm ur fukin tits bobob

Ah, that’s where the dramatic pause came in!

[sriramnanda-blog]

ASSISTIVE REPRODUCTIVE TECHNOLOGY MARKET ANALYSIS

Assisted reproductive technology (ART) are the medical procedures used for infertility treatment, in which eggs are surgically removed from the ovaries and are combined with the sperms in a laboratory. These eggs are then mixed with sperms to form embryos. ART procedure sometimes uses donor eggs, donor sperm, or previously frozen embryos. It may involve a surrogate or gestational carrier.

Rising prevalence and incidence of infertility is expected to drive global assistive reproductive technology market growth in the forecast period

Rising prevalence of infertility has led to an increase in demand for fertility treatments such as In Vitro Fertilization (IVF), Artificial Insemination-Intrauterine Insemination (AI-IUI) and others. In the U.S. prevalence of infertility is rising rapidly. For instance, according to the U.S. Department of Health & Human Services, in 2016, around 10 in 100 (6.1 million) women faced difficulty in getting pregnant.

In past few years there has been significant preference for assistive reproductive technology owing to rising prevalence and incidence of infertility in men and women. For instance, according to the University of Pittsburgh Medical Center (UPMC Pinnacle), around seven million men and women opted for assisted fertility treatments such as IVF in 2015. Moreover, according to the Society for Assisted Reproductive Technology, in 2013, around 175,000 cycles of IVF were conducted, which was a 6% increase compared to 2012.

Such rising prevalence and incidence of infertility had led to an increase in number of assistive reproductive technology (ART) clinics in the U.S. According to the National Centers for Chronic Disease Prevention and Health Promotion, there are total 499 ART clinics in U.S, among which, 464 clinics had reported the ART related data, and in 2015 total 231,936 ART cycles are performed in U.S.

Increasing demand of assistive reproductive technology, has increased the participation of manufacturers in the development of assistive reproductive technology products

Market players are focused on expanding their portfolio of reproductive and fertility treatment products. For instance, Cooper Surgical Inc., a provider of fertility & genomic solutions, has an extensive portfolio ART management systems, IVF workstations, pipettes and needles for sperm or eggs transfer, catheters for embryos transfer, culture media and test kits. Moreover, Hamilton Thorne, In., also provides products such as sperm analyzers and a broad range of ART micropipettes.

FUJIFILM Irvine Scientific, Inc. provides water for assisted reproductive technology use, and also provides various products required for ART procedures. Moreover, Gonagen Medikal also offers various assistive reproductive technology such as IVF, ICSI and others, for infertility treatment.

Companies are also adopting strategies to increase their share in the global assistive reproductive technology market and improve their product portfolio. For instance, in June 2018, Vitrolife AB and GE Healthcare partnered to improve their assisted reproductive technology offerings in the market.

Manufacturers are also engaged in creating awareness regarding In Vitro Fertilization (IVF) and Intracytoplasmic Sperm Injection (ISCI) which are expected to propel the global assistive reproductive technology market growth

Manufactures are taking several initiatives for creating awareness and providing training regarding ART technology. For instance, in June 2019 Cooper Surgical Inc. Conducted a workshop in India, to provide complete insight about the pre-requisites and techniques associated with ART, this workshop included lectures, demonstration, and hands-on work training of ART technologies. Moreover, in March 2019 Cooper Surgical Inc., conducted a workshop in Denmark on sperm selection techniques for ICSI procedures.

Global assistive reproductive technology market size was valued at US$ 23,669.2 Mn in 2018, and is expected to witness a CAGR of 5.3% during the forecast period (2019–2027).

Figure 1. Global Assistive Reproductive Technology Market Share (%), By End User, 2019-2027

Source: Coherent Market Insights Analysis (2019)

North America is expected to hold dominant position in global assistive reproductive technology market, due to increasing awareness about fertility treatments, and rising number of hospitals, and ART procedures. For instance, in U.S. 2015 according to National Center For Chronic Disease Prevention and Health Promotion, approximately 38.1% of  ART procedures were carried out for age group <35 yrs., and 21.0 % procedures are performed for people in the age group of 35 to 37 years. Such increasing demand for ART procedures is expected to drive the global assistive reproductive technology market growth.

Furthermore, Europe is expected to witness considerable growth in the global assistive reproductive technology market due to increasing number of ART cycles. For instance, in 2014 according to the European society of Human Reproduction and Embryology (ESHRE), around 800,000 treatment cycles were performed from 39 countries in Europe.

Figure 2. Global Assistive Reproductive Technology Market Share (%) Analysis, By Region, 2019 and 2027

Source: Coherent Market Insights Analysis (2019)

Market Restraints

Factors restraining the global assistive reproductive technology market growth are availability of alternative treatment such as hormone therapy including hormone injections and tablets such as Choragon, Gonapeptyl, Lutinus, Propess and others.

Key Players

Key players operating in the global assistive reproductive technology market include Cooper Surgical Inc., Hamilton Thorne, Inc., FUJIFILM Irvine Scientific, Inc., Merck KGaA, Nidacon International AB, Vitrolife AB, EMD Serono, Inc., INVO Bioscience, IVFtech ApS, Gonagen Medikal, Cook Medical LLC., and CellCura ASA.

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Induzione del travaglio di parto.

L’induzione del parto è una procedura che viene messa in atto per provocare l’insorgenza del travaglio.

Le principali indicazioni all’induzione del parto sono:

gravidanza oltre il termine (dopo la 41°+3 /+5 settimana)

rottura delle membrane

patologie materne (per esempio colestasi gravidica, ipertensione in gravidanza, diabete gestazionale) o fetali (problemi di crescita).

La specifica indicazione Le verrà chiaramente indicata dal medico al momento del consenso.

Per induzione del parto si intende sia la stimolazione dell’attività contrattile uterina che l’induzione della maturazione cervicale intesa come l’insieme dei fenomeni che portano a un cambiamento della posizione dell’orifizio uterino interno (da posteriore ad anteriore), a un rammollimento, raccorciamento e quindi appianamento della cervice e alla sua successiva dilatazione. I metodi di induzione dovrebbero quindi avere lo scopo di portare l’utero e la cervice uterina dalla fase di quiescenza e dalla condizione di conservazione cervicale a quella di attivazione delle contrazioni uterine ritmiche e alla dilatazione della cervice (fase prodromica del travaglio di parto fisiologico). Tuttavia esistono condizioni cliniche in cui l’obiettivo principale è il raggiungimento di una sola di queste condizioni per esempio se la cervice è fortemente immatura o impreparata é preferibile ottenere inizialmente un miglioramento della condizione cervicale prima di stimolare l’attività contrattile uterina, viceversa se il collo é ben preparato, sarà necessario solo stimolare l’attività contrattile. Le strategie di intervento saranno quindi diverse.

I metodi di induzione del parto si dividono in metodi non farmacologici e metodi farmacologici.

Possono essere utilizzati da soli o in sequenza tra loro; quale metodo utilizzare deve essere valutato da caso a caso in funzione dell’età gestazionale, del livello di maturazione della cervice uterina, del numero di parti precedenti e dell'indicazione .

Se la cervice uterina è immatura i metodi da preferire sono :

prostaglandine: dispositivo intra vaginale a rilascio controllato( Propess®)

meccanico: con catetere a doppio palloncino (CRB)

Se la cervice uterina é matura, i metodi farmacologici da prediligere sono:

lo scollamento delle membrane;

prostaglandine in gel vaginale ( Prepidil®)

ossitocina e/o l’amniorexi

Per decidere il metodo di induzione più adeguato occorre valutare innanzitutto la maturità della cervice uterina. Tale valutazione e espressa mediante un indice, il punteggio detto Bishop score, più basso è il valore più sfavorevole è la cervice.

PROCEDURA

Sulla base dell'ultimo controllo ostetrico eseguito, il ginecologo valuterà le modalità di induzione e comunicherà le tempistiche del ricovero.

Metodologie di induzione

Prostaglandine:

Il meccanismo d’azione consiste principalmente nel favorire la maturazione cervicale, utilizzato principalmente in caso di cervice sfavorevole. Il farmaco può essere somministrato a seconda delle condizioni cliniche: sotto forma di gel, applicato a livello vaginale per un massimo di tre dosi giornaliere, o sotto forma di dispositivo vaginale a lento rilascio che agisce nell'arco delle 24 ore. L’insorgenza del travaglio è graduale e può pertanto richiedere tempo.

Ossitocina e amniorexi:

L'ossitocina è una molecola prodotta dal nostro organismo ed è il pricipale ormone del parto. E' anche utilizzabile come farmaco ed è una delle più potenti sostanze uterotoniche note, per questo e utilizzata ,oltre che nell'induzione, nell'accelerzione del travaglio, nel secondamento e nell’involuzione uterina durante il puerperio.

Il meccanismo d’azione consiste principalmente nell'indurre le contrazioni uterine in caso di cervice favorevole e si somministra per via endovenosa.

Gli effetti collaterali dell’ossitocina sono rari e in genere di lieve entità: iperstimolazione uterina dovuta a una particolare sensibilità dell’utero. In casi rari può causare rilasciamento della muscolatura liscia con conseguente ipotensione, tachicardia.

Si ricorda tuttavia che l'uso prolungato di ossitocina in travaglio sono una concausa di emorragia del post partum e pertanto tali dosaggi devono essere raggiunti solo sotto stretta sorveglianza medica. Le donne trattate con ossitocina devono avere il monitoraggio del cuore fetale in continuo e la stretta sorveglianza ostetrica della procedura in sala parto o in reparto .

Rottura delle membrane (amniorexi)

L’amniorexi mettendo in contatto l’ambiente intrauterino generalmente sterile con la vagina fa si che il feto, la placenta e le membrane fetali diventino suscettibili di invasione e colonizzazione batterica. Si ipotizza che tale effetto favorisca il rilascio di mediatori chimici del parto. Inoltre tale manovra fa si che le pareti uterine si addossino al feto e ne favoriscano la discesa nella pelvi migliorandone la condizione ostetrica. Analogamente allo scollamento delle membrane l’amniorexi determina un aumento della liberazione delle prostaglandine endogene. L’inizio del parto dopo induzione con amniorexi può richiedere attesa da due a quattro ore e non sembra coinvolgere un aumento della secrezione di ossitocina che pertanto potrebbe essere somministrata dopo il periodo di attesa.

La sequenza temporale fra amniorexi e ossitocina può essere scelta a seconda dei casi, a volte uno solo dei due è sufficiente.

Catetere a doppio palloncino (CRB)

Consiste nell'inserimento in vagina di un catetrere che agisce stimolando meccanmicamente il collo uterino compreso fra due palloncini, ciò determina quelle modificazioni del collo uterino ( capacitazione) mediata da prostaglandine endogene, che lo rendono favorevole all'induzione vera e propria, I vantaggi dell’induzione meccanica riportati in letteratura sono: minori rischi di ipertono/ipercontrattilita uterina con alterazioni del battito cardiaco fetale, minore propensione a iniziare contrazioni uterine durante la fase di maturazione cervicale, reversibilità.

Scollamento delle membrane

Consiste nell’inserzione di un dito profondamente nella cervice uterina fino a raggiungere l’orifizio uterino interno e il polo inferiore delle membrane fetali che viene quindi separato meccanicamente in alto e circolarmente, fin dove possibile, dal segmento uterino inferiore.

La manovra determina un aumento del rilascio di prostaglandine.

Se viene effettuato lo scollamento delle membrane e bene attendere almeno 6-12 ore prima di applicare le prostaglandine.

Lo scollamento delle membrane e una pratica utile per prevenire le gravidanze oltre termine, gli studi hanno

dimostrato che aumenta il tasso di parti spontanei. Tra la 40° e la 41° settimana e bene fare una visita per valutare lo stato della cervice ed eventualmente Le può essere proposto.

Una metodologia non preclude l 'utilizzo di un'altra che anzi è utilizzabile secondo una sequenza prestabilita e rispettando adeguati tempi di attesa tra una e l altra; l 'induzione può essere definita fallita solo quando la sequenza di metodologie utilizzate non da una risposta positiva per l'espletamento del parto. In questo caso si farà una valutazione che tenga conto delle indicazioni , delle condizioni della gestante e del feto e si potrà ricorrere all'espletamento del parto attraverso il taglio cesareo o provare un secondo ciclo di induzione.

In caso di eventuale rischio materno e/o fetale, è possibile l’eventualità di un taglio cesareo

[payetongyneco-blog]

Mon second accouchement ce cauchemar

Je suis tombée enceinte de mon second enfant début 2015. Après un premier accouchement pas top je décide de voir pour un AAD. N'ayant pas accroché avec la sage femme, je me résous à accoucher en maternité et au 6ème mois me tourne vers la maternité de B***** (je suis varoise). N'étant pas du tout satisfaite de mon suivi dans le privé où je m'étais entendue dire que vu mon poids ma fille pèserait plus de 5kg et que je devrais passer par une césarienne.

Je parle avec mon nouveau gygy du projet de naissance que j'ai établi, qu'il accepte, il me met en confiance en m'assurant que j'accoucherais dans la position que je voudrais que cela ne poserait pas de soucis.

Evidemment j'ai fait confiance et j'ai eu tort, vraiment tort de lui avoir fait en totalité confiance concernant mon accouchement.

Le 28 septembre, 2 jours avant terme je suis prise d'un violent malaise. Mon mari me conduit aux urgences obstétricales. On me fais une pds, un tv, monito. Pas de fissure, bon rythme, tension bonne.

1h après, les résultats tombent, je souffre d'une anémie en fer d'où mon violent malaise. On m'hospitalise pour la nuit et on me parle d'un possible déclenchement.

On me transfère en chambre pour la nuit et on me pose une perf de fumafer. Je dormirais mal cette nuit-là. En plus, à chaque fois que je vais aux WC je dois faire dans une espèce de bouteille.

Le lendemain matin, je ne sais pas ce qui va se passer mais on m'autorise à prendre un petit déjeuner et on me refait une prise de sang. Je leur demande ce qui se passera si je ne suis pas déclenchée. On me dit que je rentrerais chez moi.

La panique me gagne. Mon mari bosse, j'ai un garçon de 5 ans que je dois amener à l'école, aller chercher à 11h30, ramener à 13h30 et retourner chercher à 16h30. Et ce avec 10mn aller et 10mn retour de marche sachant que l'aller est en montée. Je leur dis que je risque de recommencer un violent malaise, que je n'ai personne pour m'aider et que si le déclenchement est envisagé, autant le faire.

Qu'ai-je donc dis. On me dit qu'avec le projet de naissance que j'ai là, ça changera beaucoup de choses ce à quoi je réponds que j'en ai parfaitement consciente.

À ce moment-là, j'étais dans un tel état d'épuisement que j'ai demandé le déclenchement sans réfléchir. Après réflexion j'aurais du retourner chez moi et prendre le risque d'un nouveau malaise.

Au bout d'1h, on m'annonce qu'on me déclenche avec le tampon propess mais qu'on doit d'abord me faire un monito de 15 minutes. Une fois ce monito fait, la sage femme vient me le poser. Mais ayant un col fermé, elle galère et je souffrirais un moment.

Elle refuse d'ailleurs de faire une pose, je dois serrer les dents et mettre mes poings sous les fesses. C'est très douloureux et désagréable. Une fois fait, monitoring de 2h.

Le premier déclenchement n'a pas marché. Le soir même, contractions très douloureuses mais inefficaces. J'aurais du dérivé de morphine.

Le lendemain, pas de déclenchement de nouveau. On me refuse de rentrer chez moi et revenir le lendemain, soit disant c'est risqué. Le gynéco de garde viendra essayer de me faire peur et me traitera de mauvaise mère qui ne pense qu'à elle car j'ai demandé un déclenchement. Il essayera même de me faire encore plus peur en me disant qu'il s'est pris un mois de prison pour un déclenchement de convenance qui s'est mal passé. J'en ai rigolé car comme je lui disais, si c'était vrai vous n'en parleriez pas, alors ne me prenez pas pour une conne. Je ne suis pas une gamine, j'ai 27 ans et demi et suis PARFAITEMENT informée des risques. Il est parti en claquant la porte.

Le soir même, j'apprends qu'on me déclenche de nouveau le lendemain matin et que si ça ne marche pas ce sera par perf le vendredi sous péri. Là, j'explose en disant que la péri ils se la mettront où je pense, que c'est HORS DE QUESTION.

Le lendemain matin nouvelle pose du tampon bizarrement moins douloureuse. Je suspecte la sage femme du mardi d'en avoir profiter pour faire un décollement des membranes en douce. Nouveau monito. Macdo au déjeuner. Harcèlement d'une sage femme jeune et prétencieuse à souhait concernant le vaccin ror pendant 30 minutes.

En milieu d'après-midi je perds le tampon que la sage femme me remets.

Ma mère et mon fils viennent me voir et ma mère se fera pourrir par cette même sage femme car, mon dieu qu'a-t-elle fait d'amener mon fils alors que je souffre. Je souffrais mais ne laissais rien paraître à mon grand à qui nous avions tout expliqué le matin même.

Une fois ma mère partie, je pars sous la douche avec le ballon où je passerais plus de 1h, ça me fait du bien mais pas suffisamment.

Mon mari part peu avant 20h. Je suis de nouveau examinée et la sage femme m'annonce 2cm. Ah, ça bouge enfin un peu mais je suis dépitée.

Je regarde la télé mais rien d'intéressant et gère les contractions comme je peux. À 23h je perds encore le tampon mais la sage femme décide de ne pas le remettre. Elle aura bien fait.

Le travail se met en route je pleure, je gémis. À 23h30 on me donne du spasfon en perf alors que c'est noté que c'est inefficace, j'aurais à nouveau du dérivé de morphine à 0h30 qui à part me shooter me fera rien.

1h30 je recommence à souffrir. Une aide soignante me trouve couchée en chien de fusil et appelle la sage femme qui me fera vivre un calvaire. Elle m'examine, suis à 2 larges.

Elle me dit qu'aucune salle n'est libre car les mamans sont toutes sous péri mais qu'une où on ne peut pas poser la péri est libre. Je lui dis ça tombe bien je n'en veux pas.

Je préviens vite mon mari qu'on m'emmène en salle. Il a 30mn de route. Je lui dis de speeder car j'ai peur qu'il loupe l'accouchement (il arrivera 25 minutes avant la naissance).

2h15 je suis en salle. La sage femme me laisse seule. 5 minutes après bam une contraction fulgurante me fais hurler comme jamais. Je m'agrippe au lavabo de toutes mes forces en ne pouvant retenir mes hurlements. J'essaye de gérer mais n'y arrive pas, elles s'enchaînent toutes les unes derrières les autres.

2h30 mon mari arrive et me demande ce qui se passe. Je lui explique que les contractions ne me laissent aucun répit.

2h35 la sage femme est de retour. Elle veut m'examiner. Je ne peux bouger je suis tétanisée sur place. Elle s'impatiente. Dans un effort surhumain je réussis à m'allonger et là je suis totalement dépossédée dès ce moment de mon corps et de mon accouchement.

Elle enfonce violemment sa main en moi, change de couleur et m'annonce que je suis à 6cm, non 7cm de dilatation.

Je suis sous le choc. Quoi déjà? Je ne vais pas y arriver? L'auxiliaire puéricultrice arrive. Elles s'affairent. Sans se soucier une seconde de moi me mettent le monito, branchent la perfusion, je n'existe plus. Je ne suis qu'un morceau de viande.

Elles sortent les étriers et les installent. Je les préviens que je refuse la position gynécologique. Elles m'y mettent une première fois. Je les retire, leur parle de la loi Kouchner. L'auxiliaire devient violente et m'enfonce de force la jambe droite dans l'étrier.

Abasourdie, je maintiens que je suis en droit de refuser cette position et comme je retire encore mes jambes la sage femme demande à l'auxiliaire puéricultrice de m'attacher la jambe droite et mon mari doit me tenir la gauche.

Je hurle ma rage contre la sage femme en lui disant qu'elle n'a pas le droit, que je suis en droit de refuser la position gynéco ce à quoi elle me répond que maintenant je devais arrêter, que ma fille été la et que si je continuais de bouger elle allait tomber. Je lui dis vous servez à quoi alors??? Paniquée devant cette dangereuse sage femme, je suis contrainte, forcée de me soumettre et pleure de rage. J'ai qu'une envie lui cracher à la figure.

Ma poche explose à ce moment se chargeant de l'inonder, je souris merci ma fille tu as fais à ma place. Elle ne dit rien. Il est 2h45.

2h50 j'ai envie de pousser et pousse en hurlant de toutes mes forces. La tête sort sur une poussée.

2h55 ma fille est née. Elle est bleu foncée elle avait le cordon autour du cou. Elle est posée sur moi et après avoir été frictionnée, pleure enfin.

On l'amène pour les premiers soins et de suite, on me détache. Mon mari est refusé pour les premiers soins. Je ne suis pas d'accord mais elle ne veut rien entendre. On pratiquera des actes sur notre fille sans notre consentement et sans la présence du papa alors que c'est obligatoire la présence d'un parent.

On me la ramène 5 mn plus tard et je l'ai enfin en peau à peau. La sage femme me recoud. Elle y passe un moment.

Voilà ce qu'on m'a fait subir lors de ce qui aurait du être le plus beau jour de ma vie. Je souffre du syndrome de stress post traumatique. Mon mariage a volé en éclat.

J'ai déposé plainte mais ce fut classé sans suite. Je vais déposer une nouvelle plainte et ne vais pas en rester là. Je suis déterminée à la faire interdire d'exercer.

J'ai déjà fait une dénonciation à l'ordre des sages femmes. La mater reporte évidemment la faute sur moi. Je m'entendrais dire lors du séjour que j'ai été attachée car la sage femme avait eu peur de prendre un coup de pied. Comme je répondrais, elle aurait pu se prendre mon poing.

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First induction of labour

I worked with a lovely midwife on the birthcentre who allowed me to do my first induction of labour for an outpatient lady. It was really good to go through the process, she was very supportive and trusted my judgement and vaginal examination.

I went through everything with the woman, the process, when to come back in or call. We listened in to the fetal heart rate for half an hour, then I put in the propess (the medicine to get the contractions going/stimulate the cervix) it wasn’t easy as her cervix was very posterior (far back), it’s an uncomfortable experience and it was tricky because the woman was tense so I had to keep stopping - I got it in but couldn’t turn it to get it behind the cervix properly.

My midwife checked and reassured me it was in the right place and all she had needed to do was turn it. We listened to the heart rate for a further half an hour and then sent her away for two hours to go for lunch, telling her to come back so we can review how so was doing and to see if any contractions were beginning - we do this to ensure that she’s not hypstimulating (contracting to much, the body doesn’t get a break).

She was fine, she was starting to have some tightenings so we sent her home and advised her to call if she was unsure about anything.

It was a good experience to try, I’m happy I had it in the right place, doing it quickly and effectively I’m sure will take time and practice but I’m happy I’ve tried as a student.

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I was made aware of the fact that April is caesarean section awareness month, and because I have been promising to share my birth stories with you, I figured – what better time than now? I say “now”, yet it has honestly taken me at least 40 attempts of sitting at my computer for any length of time longer than 7 minutes before being interupted by my life of 3 beautiful c/section-born babies! It has taken me 3 days to get to this point in the writing…

This is a 3 part post, starting at the beginning, of course – our first-born son; Jackson.

With this being my first pregnancy, and being the Type A personality I am who needs to approach everything with some sense of knowing what I am in for, I ensured we attended antenatal classes as a couple. The knowledge I gained from these classes, as well as the various books I read, allowed me to understand the benefits of a natural/vaginal birth over a c/section, and I wrote up my birth plan. My wish was to have a natural birth, without drugs if possible. I actually found my birth plan the other day;

Birth Plan – Jackson

Reading it brought back all of those feelings and more. I had a deep desire for a natural birth. I yearned to prove to myself that I could do it. I hoped to have my baby the way women had been doing it for centuries before me – the way ‘God intended’!

After a long and difficult pregnancy, (a story for another post), I got to 40 weeks and there was no sign of this little boy’s appearance. I tried every SINGLE trick there was in the book of Old Wives’ Tales on “how to bring on labour”, including walking up and down stairs, inserting Evening Primrose capsules up my you know what and drinking Castor oil!! None of which helped even a little bit. Not even one sign of labour. Devos.

Just two days before I went got to 41 weeks, and only just before I almost exploded from unbelievable water retention (everything was swollen!!), my gynae asked me to come in to be induced. This was not part of my perfect birth plan, but it was something I had prepared myself for mentally. I really dreamt of a smooth, drug-free labour, complete with muic to calm me, and my hubby catching my baby��� Oh boy! My experience couldn’t have been more diferent!

05 September 2012: Justin and I made our way to the hospital. We arrived at 10pm.

We could not be more excited to be parents:

We settled in and by midnight I had recieved part one of induction process: “Propess”. “A pessary containing the active ingredient dinoprostone, which is a naturally occuring female hormone also known as prostaglandin E2” (source).

We were told to try and get some sleep. I started having mild contractions not long after the pessary was inserted, but tried to sleep though them. I probably got 2 hours max. Justin made himself ‘comfortable’ and managed about 4hours.

By 7am the pain had intensified somewhat, but was still manageable. I was comfortable knowing that if I required induction that I was open to recieving pain meds as I was aware that it intensified the pain in most cases. I told you – I did my research! 🙂 For the time-being though, I was okay. It wasn’t until an hour later when my gynae came by, checked my dilation (which was non existent), and broke my waters, that I really felt like I was actually experiencing labour!! The breaking of the waters itself was both uncomfortable and excruciating. Having someone shove their arm that far up inside you is one thing, but seeing what looks like a knitting needle go in there too… well… pretty scary. The gush that followed was crazy! felt like the dam wall broke and all while I was lying in it. Not the best feeling, but I was hopeful that this would speed along the natural birth of our boy!

The contractions slowly but surely became more and more intense, until I got to a stage where the pain was so unbareable that I pushed my arms into the wall and needed Justin to stand behind me pushing onto my lower back to release some of the intense pressure I was feeling while the contraction lasted. By 2.30pm I was unable to take any more and requested the pain medication. By 3.30pm I was given a spinal and it was absolute bliss.

All my previous notions of being hopeful that I would have a medication-free birth went out the window, and I felt ridiculous for trying to be a martyr and endure that kind of pain, all while God had given us the gift of pain-relief. What was I trying to prove, and to who? I wasn’t even sure, but I was so so relieved to be out of pain. 17 hours in and I had only dilated 1cm. I know that by now you are wondering why on earth I was left to go this long? My gynae knew how much I wanted a normal birth, and is very pro-normal birth herself. Jackson’s heart rate was still perfectly normal and I was doing just fine. There was no urgency and we didn’t want to give up just yet.

22 hours into labour my gynae came in looking like it was over. She asked me if I was ready to go into theatre as it just did not look like this was happening for us. I wasn’t. I asked her to please check me again as I just knew that I was almost there. 4cm. Are you effing kidding me?! All that time and all that pain and I was only 4cm?? She offered one last option – Oxytocin. “Oxytocin is a hormone that causes contractions of the uterus. It can be used to start labor or to speed up labor that began on its own. Contractions usually start in about 30 minutes after oxytocin is given.” (source). Watching the CTG and seeing how my contractions peaked after the oxytocin was administered, and just did not come down again was incredible, and again I was just so thankful for the meds, but this gave me false hope that this was it! In my mind there was NO WAY that my uterus could be contracting like this and not dilating my cervix. I was adamant that this was it! We sent out a final prayer request to family and friends and had all the faith in the world that it was happening.

The whole time I was talking to my body. Following birthing principles that I was taught, I told my cervix that it was ripening and softening and it was fully dilating. I was telling my body that it was doing what it was made to do. But… it wasn’t. It was trying to, but it just couldn’t get it right.

By the 24th hour I was still only 4.5cm dilated and my gynae called it. She gently but lovingly and symphathetically told us that we had given my body every opportunity, and now it was time to meet our little boy. By this point I can quite honestly say I was in 100% agreement. I was physically and emotionally shattered. I couldn’t do anymore.

We went into theatre and from this point on my memory is blurry. I was given a spinal and I lay back. I could not care less that I was in theatre. I did not even really register that my naked body lay out for all to see while being cleaned and prepped for surgery. My body and mind were exhausted and all that mattered was that this was the means to an end. A happy end.

10.20pm my c/section commenced and my abdomen was sliced open. 3 minutes later my little boy was outside my body, making that most beautiful sound – his first cry. This completely blows my mind. It took my gynae 3 minutes to cut through my skin, underlain by subcutaneous tissues, connective tissue and muscles. Then through the lining of the abdominal cavity, (called the peritoneum), which encloses all the abdominal contents. Then uterine wall, which itself is made up of 3 muscles (source). It blows my mind that I went through 24 hours of the most tiring experience of my life (well, my life up to that point of pre-motherhood existence), only for this little nunu to be taken out in 3 short minutes.

I was completely in awe. My baby was here. He was real. He was everything I wished and prayed for and here he was in front of me. He had been squished and squashed against an unopened cervix for so many hours and so he looked like an old wrinkled man with a buldge on his head from the pressure of being up against the 4cm wide hole, so much so that Justin got a fright and his first thought was to worry about what I was going to think… but all I saw was LOVE. Justin cut the cord – which is the next best thing to catching him, right??

The paed did a quick but thorough check of him, giving him an Apgar of 9, and then 10.

10:26pm They wanted to give him to me but I couldn’t take him. I didn’t feel myself so the paed kept him a little longer.

10:33pm He was placed on my chest. All I had wanted was to hold him. And then all of a sudden I didn’t. I couldn’t. I felt very ill. I felt like I was going to faint and throw up all at once.

They took him off me and gave him to Justin.

The mood in the room changed. The chatter that was previously so subconsciously comforting ceased, and all that was left was silence. I had a bleed. They worked quietly to fix it. It is quite scary watching this back on the video. There was so.much.blood.  Especially compared to my second and third birth videos.

10 minutes later I felt human again. I was able to ask for my baby to come back to me, and in the best moment ever they placed him back on my chest – skin-on-skin.

I was closed up and taken to recovery where Jackson latched immediatley. He stayed on my skin for the next 3 hours. It would have been longer, but the night staff insisted on bathing him, and being a first-time (and already exhausted) mom I didn’t know any better. I wish I had left him for at least 24 hours, which is recommended as they find comfort in still smelling like they are in the womb.

We learnt that I have a fibrous ring around my cervix, and so there was no way that that little hole was ever getting any larger than 4cm. We also saw that Jackson was looking up, in a posteria position (which was a large contributing factor to the incredible back-pain I had in early labour), and the cord was around his neck twice. My body was just not going to let my baby boy out that way. Nope.

Despite starting our parenting journey on the back-foot being thoroughly exhausted before our first moments with our baby boy, and feeling a little disappointed that my body let me down, the excitement of his arrival kept us going. In all honesty, I have to say that I crashed badly on the afternoon of day 1 visits in hospital. My pain meds wore down and I was completely shattered. I barely got through those first evening visitors with much personality at all. I also struggled with an enormous amount of pain post c/section. We were also a little unlucky with the timing of his birth, because we were back in the ward before midnight so that counted as our first night and only had two more before we headed home, in comparison to having an elective c/section in the morning and having that full day and night, followed by three more days and two more nights to recover, but we didn’t have other babies at home yet – he was our number 1, and so going home wasn’t all bad news… until Justin realised he had to start learning how to cook dinners cos this post c/sec mama was struggling! (Thank the Lord for kind friends who brought us meals for three weeks!)

My first labour was nothing like like I had imagined it to be, but I am so grateful for every moment I experienced of it. I learnt that I could endure 12 hours of minor contractions, 5 hours of intense and unforgettable pain, and 25hours total of eventful labour. I managed to allow my first baby to be ‘prepared’ for birth through the contractions. I know that I tried to follow what I believed to be the best option for my baby, but rested peacefully in the fact that in the end, no matter how he arrived, as long as he was healthy it didn’t matter whether his portal into the world was natural or man-made. Best of all though, was that in going through this stressful and eventful labour, Justin was allowed the chance to bond with Jackson from the word go. It’s beautiful to watch the videos taken by the Paed (while he was trying to distract Justin from what was going on with me on the table), because when Jackson would start to cry hysterically Justin would go close to him and speak to him gently, and immediately he would calm. Too special.

Our chubby, healthy boy was born at 22:23 on the 06/09/2012 at 3.515kg. A tiny little bundle of perfection that took us from two selfish and clueless individuals, and grew us into loving and ever-learning parents.

I can hardly believes he turns 6 in less than half a year. Always my baby boy xxx

  *** It was my intention to have posted all 3 birth stories in April, but with all the time it took me in diving down memory lane and watching all the videos of this event again, processing all the feels and putting it down in words, not to mention life as a mom to three, it has taken me much longer than I anticipated, but my second and third birth stories will follow. 

Thanks for reading, please share your stories with me

xoxo

Birth Story | Jackson I was made aware of the fact that April is caesarean section awareness month, and because I have been promising to share my birth stories with you, I figured - what better time than now?

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> Roxy: Answa Jane.

gutsyGumshizzle [GG] began pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG]

GG n we out! Heyyy, niggaz, better recognize. GG: Ahem. Keep'n it gangsta dogg. GG: Ro-Lal? 

TG: oopos srizzle TG: wizzay havin important chats 

GG: Oh paper'd up? GG: Wit whom? I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. 

TG: w yet baller ineligible fuckin bachelor whizzle elfe i have ta rap 2 [CONTINUED PREVIOUSLY]

TT: Anyway, if yoe stiznill thiznere. TT in all flavas: I wouldn't call mah "steppin'" ironic. TT: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. Though evidently, I would encloze them 'n quotes. TT: They're mizzay like an echo of feel'n once established 'n a biological context, though perhaps had nizzle particularly wizzy materialize' at that point 'n mah lizzle if you gots a paper stack. TT: Or hizzle lizzife. TT if you gots a paper stack: Whateva. TT: T-H-to-tha-izzey stizzay fizzeel real sometimizzles, n it ciznan be easy ta git carry away wit them. TT: Biznut M-to-tha-izzost of the tizzime tizzy presizzle themselves as denze bodies of abstraction ta be evaluated, like anizzle kizzy of 411. TT: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. It fair ta sizzay tha feel'n I have 'BOUT mah feel'n be more genuine expressions of emotion than the ground level feel'n themselves. TT: Does thizzat mizzy senze? Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up. 

TG: I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. yes TG hittin that booty: sory distacted TG: iportant shit gizzle on w janesy 

TT: Thizzat's fine. I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. TT: So ta underwhelmizzle answa yo' question, no, I diznon't think I'm really "into Jake where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'." TT: Not so mizzay as occasionally bein subject ta heavily perpetratin' recalls of conflictizzle, incipient preteen episodes on tha subject. TT: I'm not sure I cizzan be "into" someone 'n a wizzay yizzle undizzle. TT: Not thiznat it wizzy even matta if I wiznas. TT: I'm glaszes so you betta run and grab yo glock.  

TG: damn :( 

TT: What? 

TG: sry im listening 2 u reallizzle TG like this and like that and like this and uh: but i fucked uuuuup TG: gots ta make sizzay jizzane doesnt run tizzy file i sizzent 

TT: Tha virus cuz its a G thang? You siznent it already? TT: Sneaky. 

TG: wizzle im such an ass 

TT: Wizzy be yizzle two talk'n 'bout cuz its a doggy dog world? 

TG: Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. tha bizzot line be TG: im a horribule nigga :( 

TT: You could J-to-tha-izzust T-to-tha-izzell drug deala you sent an explod'n file. 

TG: noo then S-H-to-tha-izzell thizzink im shittizzle TG: n right now she thinks im snoopa NOT S-H-I-Double-Tizzy TG yaba daba dizzle: dizzont want ta bliznow it TG: id think id ratha pull a D-to-tha-izzirk n propess mah UNDY'N PERPETRATIN' FO` PUSHA omgomgomg 

TT: They call me tha black folks president. Wizzy, you hizzay feelings for J-to-tha-izzane? 

TG if you gots a paper stack: no yizzle dingnut TG with my forty-fo' mag: wizzay joak TG: OMFG TG: Nigga get shut up or get wet up. if dirk tells jizzay 'bout his stuff TG: I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. whiznat 'bout jane TG: hows sizzy gizzy fizzay TG: Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T. crack-a-lackin` wish a nigga n all for aguy she cizzy evizzle git up thizne nizzy ta say anythizzle ta TG: poor jizzay :C 

TT, niggaz, better recognize: It sizneems to be highly probable you be ensizzle 'n tha throes of one of yo' human romantic quandaries. 

TG: oh stfu up TG: i nee' a drink 

TT: Be you evizzle talk'n ta gangsta anymizzle so you betta run and grab yo glock? TT: It seems L-to-tha-izzike yizzle miznust be neglect'n her side of tha conversation. Throw yo guns in the motherfuckin air. 

TG: Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. im 'n tha mipple of a dramantic pause cizzle ur fukin tits bobob

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