Blog assignment week one

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·         My personal birthing experience occurred on May 15, 2008. My son Wyatt was born on this day. I did not have a great hospital experience, as I was alone and my nursing call button did not work. I had a c-section and was in pain. My husband left me at the hospital and I didn’t get any sleep. I couldn’t move and I had to watch after my new son. This was my first child and as bad as our first night together was, I would do it all over again. There he was 7 pounds and 8 ounces and he was crying. I was all cut up and in pain and could hardly move. I realized that my symptoms were not a priority nor would they be ever again. I held my son and if I could just keep him safe and comfortable so he could sleep was all that mattered. I whispered in his ear,

 “It is me and you, little bit, against the world” and he has been my best friend ever since.

·         I did some research on births in China. I found out for the poor, the policy is a flesh-and-blood tiger with claws and fangs. In the countryside, where the need for extra hands to help in the fields and the deeply entrenched patriarchal desire for a male heir have created strong resistance to population control measures, the tiger has been merciless. Village family-planning officers vigilantly chart the menstrual cycle and pelvic-exam results of every woman of childbearing age in their area. If a woman gets pregnant without permission and is unable to pay the often exorbitant fine for violating the policy, she risks being subjected to a forced abortion. According to Chinese Health Ministry data released in March, 336 million abortions and 222 million sterilizations have been carried out since 1971. (Though the one-child policy was introduced in 1979, other, less-stringent family planning policies were in place before it.)

The two birthing experiences are uncomparable.