A birth abroad

by Tsh Oxenreider

Tsh is the founder of this blog and is currently traveling around the world with her husband and 3 kids. Her latest book is Notes From a Blue Bike, and believes a passport is one of the world's greatest textbooks.

Today I’m over at (in)courage, where I’m sharing the birth story of my second-born.  He was delivered in the country where we recently lived, and needless to say, there were some definite cultural differences.  From the post:

“Things rather quickly escalated in the operating room. The gaggle of nurses and doctors shot me questions left and right. I answered in my broken tongue, to which they mumbled knowingly to each other, “She’s a foreigner.”

This explained my deer-in-the-headlight look, I suppose, so after awhile they stopped speaking to me and just started doing things to me. They’re pleasant enough, in this culture, but in general, the people are a bit… brasher and rougher than what Americans are accustomed to.   Because of this, I now felt like a slab of meat, poked and prodded by latex gloves and cold steel instruments.   And since I couldn’t see anything, I didn’t have advanced warning when anything would happen.

It’s not my usual style of posting, but everyone loves a good birth story, right? Head on over for some Friday afternoon reading entertainment.

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