Sometime last week, the little ball with the word “blog” written on it, dropped past my hands and hit the floor. Then I think it rolled under my desk to live with the ants and the dust bunnies. Every once in a while it would roll out a little ways and I would stop and look at it for a minute, thinking I should pick it up, and then slowly nudge it away again with my foot. After swing shift yesterday I came home, crawled under my desk and brushed the dust of the little ball. Then I set it on my laptop and headed for bed. After catching little Scarlette, I was ready for some good sleep. Shortly after I arrived on swing yesterday, Scarlette’s mom came into the clinic. It was her second visit that day, after already being sent home in early labor. 6 hours after her first exam, I was only slightly surprised to find her almost completely dilated, but a bit worried because Scarlette’s head was still very high up – I could barley feel it through all the amniotic fluid. Ate Jane rechecked to make sure and then indicated that we would just wait and see for awhile – in the meantime we would have Scarlette’s mom try some different positions to get her to move down. An uncomfortable hour later, we decided to try to let her push and were rewarded with a big splash of amniotic fluid. Then came the hard part, Scarlette was shy. For an hour we changed positions, stood, sat, squatted, turned sideways, in circles, and upside-down (okay not in circles or upside-down). Everyone
was beginning to get worried – especially about Scarlette – but her little heart just kept ticking along with a reassuring toc, toc, toc. One of my teammates called out “Scarlette, come out, come out, wherever you are”. It must have worked, because soon after I was looking at a baby girl with the biggest, most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. I think she may grow up to be one of those rhythmic gymnasts with all the ribbons because she sure had her long cord wrapped around her neck and down around her leg – someone forgot to tell her not to play with that! I didn’t manage to get a picture of Scarlette’s beautiful eyes, but I will see her and her mom tomorrow for a check-up, maybe I will manage a picture for Sunday.