Showing posts with label reflection. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reflection. Show all posts

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Reflections


I have enjoyed working with each of you over these past weeks.  While things did not always go as we had hoped in regards to the connections we were able to make internationally, we have been able to connect and support each other through our blogs and discussions.  I am taking a break this fall from classes, but will still check in on you all once in a while.  I will also continue to post to my blog (although, maybe not weekly!)

So what have I learned these past weeks in regards to the international early childhood field? 
·         Things do not always go as planned.
·         Everyone’s time schedules for responses are different. 
·         Many of the issues we face in the US are also global issues with different cultures and contexts (poverty, diversity, etc). 
·         There is a common understanding of the importance of early childhood education and care.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Birth


I have birthed three children.  Each has its own unique story and none of them happened the way I had planned.  I have a strong belief that women have been birthing babies longer than most ventures in life and without medical interventions.  We have medicalized so many aspects of life that do not need to be.  That said, I did not want to birth my children in a hospital setting.  We were living in Delaware, USA.  The options based on law are hospital birth or one available birth center. 
We chose the birth center and had wonderful mid-wives throughout the pregnancy experience.  My first child was born there.  Unfortunately it wasn’t the birth I had hoped for.  When I was in the beginning stages of labor, the midwives had given me something to help me sleep through the night so I would have the energy come active labor the following day.  Labor kicked in strong in the middle of the night.  I had a very difficult time staying awake through labor and it took much longer as I slept through every other contraction.  When he was born, as I am holding him in all his yucky newborn self, all I could think is “Hallelujah, now I can sleep!”  Not the best response when you have a newborn ready for your love and attention!
My second and third were in the hospital setting (in 2 different states).  Baby 2 was in the hospital because when my water broke there was a ton of meconium in the fluid thus (by law) necessitating the need to be hospitalized.  My nurse there had never witnessed a non-medicated birth, and thus had no idea how to interact with me while I was in active labor (i.e. asking me about a living will).  Strapped to machines, they didn’t want me sitting up, let alone getting out of bed.  Due to various unexpected factors, I was not able to hold her until she was 1 hour old.  This hospital in many ways was a baby factory … 300-400 births a day.  During our stay, I shared a room with another woman in a room meant to be a single.  arrgh
Baby 3 was born in the hospital. I had found a wonderful OB and knew that she would support us in all ways that I desired as far as birth was concerned.  I also knew the hospital respected natural birth.  They had a couple rooms with tubs!  J  But again, the best laid plans … She needed to be induced early because my blood pressure was skyrocketing.  Once again I was strapped up to machines with a cuff that took my blood pressure no matter if I was in the middle of a contraction or not.  I was able to labor in many various positions … only needing to maneuver the cords around which the nurse and my husband were wonderful about.  When she was born I waited maybe 5 minutes to hold her.  My stay in the hospital was wonderful.  I almost didn’t want to go home, the nurses took such great care of both of us … and I would be heading home to 2 children under the age of 5!
We decided to stop after 3 babies, not knowing what the birth of a 4th would do to my body … or what that experience might be like.  All 3 of my children are beautiful and healthy, so even if their births weren’t what I had planned, they are a welcome joy in my life!
With my best intentions of having a non-medicalized birth … it didn’t happen.  So what about other areas of the world?  They must not all be as medicalized as mine?  I decided to look at another developed country with a large population and found Japan.
I found the story of Andy Gray and their birth experience in Japan after having given birth to their first child in the United States.  Their story and more information is found at http://www.globalcompassion.com/japan-birth.htm 
Some of the highlights:  doctors in Japan do not have the social status they do here in the US.  They have the income without the status and thus seek the status and control in their role.  Many OB doctors take care of prenatal care, delivery, and newborn care in their hospital setting.  You don’t make an appointment with the doctor, you just show up to see him and wait your turn (much like an emergency room set-up).  If the doctor needs to deliver a baby, you wait until he is finished for your time to see him.
“Doctors monopolize control of the birth process in most situations.”  Midwives work with the mother prior to delivery but the role of delivering babies is in the hands of the doctor.  It happens the way the doctor wants.  Nurses are not empowered and often lack basic information, they do what they think is right from their cultural perspective (not medical) and do whatever the doctor tells them to do.
The Maternity ward was a large room with beds around the sides.  Each bed separated by a curtain that is never opened.  Japanese people do not make noise in public spaces and so the ward was very quiet.
Fathers are not part of the birth process and are often an unwelcome presence.
So – is it a medicalized process?  Yes and No.  It is whatever the doctor wants!  The patient does not have a lot of say at all.
This has made me appreciate the choices that I was able to make, my ability to ask questions and stay a part of the process and not focus on the negative perceptions of the births of my children.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Week 8

This week is the final week of my first class in a two year journey.  I don't know where I will be in two years.  I don't know what I will be doing then.

Right now I am teaching in a two year old class with 2's and 3's.  It's not what I wanted to be doing, but I know that God has called me here for a purpose.... just not sure what yet.  After 3 months of teaching, I knew that I wanted more than the classroom experience.  I always have, but I've never been sure what that more was.  So this 2 year process of working on my masters will help me discern where and in what means I am supposed to leave my imprint on the field of early childhood.

Thank you for everyone in my class who has supported me and my journey these past 8 weeks.  I look forward to more learning and conversation with you through our blogs!

Friday, January 27, 2012

Quotes to Inspire

I have added a new page to my blog!  There are so many butterfly thoughts in my head that I am sharing some of the inspirational quotes that I have come across in this past week or so.  Take a look at the new page.  Let me know what you think.  Do you have others that you would like to share?  I'd love to hear from you!

Thursday, January 12, 2012

2 year olds




 The first few years of life are fun!  I have posted a picture of myself and each of my children "C" and "B" and "E" ... we are all at the age of 2 in these pictures.  I can look at them now and see their personalities beginning to shape and form into who we are now.

Now I am teaching 2 year olds.  Each child is so open to the future.  Trusting.  Hopeful.  Innocent.  That's how each child's life should start.  With the hope and promise of the future.

What does the future hold for my students?  Me?  My children?