Life Outside the Womb- Trust vs. Mistrust- Hope- Infancy 0 to 1 ½ There was a very repetitive but somewhat soothing thumping heartbeat going on in the background. After while, it was in harmony with my heartbeat. I found comfort and security; from a soothing voice and darkness/warmth, I was wrapped in. I felt safe and protected by this place. I was able to move around freely but recently the place began to become a cramped. Instinctively, I knew the time was near. I could not fight it any longer. I did not want to leave. I was in a peaceful place. Tuesday, June 30,1987, It was a high of 91° in Philadelphia, PA. The sun was high in the sky the day when I decided to wake up and live on the other side. My tiny feet I would kick the wall, the …show more content…
She had a distinct unforgettable smell that even oddly today, I can remember the smell. The 1st five years these were the happiest times in my life. This was a time when children could play outside while their parents watched from inside the home. My sisters and I would spend much of our time at our great-grandparents house. When my sisters would go outside, I would pull a chair up to the window and watch them play. I did not like being outside, it was hot, and I since I can remember I never been fond of flies. I enjoyed the indoor. However, I did enjoy imaginary play indoors with my sisters. We would move all the dining room chairs and take them to the living room. We positioned the chairs like seats on a bus or car; we would pretend that we were traveling/driving to places like on a school bus, stores, and amusement parks. My eldest sister, Ronnida was always the designated …show more content…
On this particular day, I spent the night at my cousins Vanessa and Tina house. The next day, our mothers were taking us to this amusement park called, Dorney Park and Wild water Kingdom. I was thrilled, it was the summer, and I had no worries. The next morning I woke up with some minor aching pain in my lower back, nothing out the normal that was not too excruciating that it would interfere with my plans. I went to the bathroom and suddenly – the horror dawned on me that I just started my period. My mom talked about with us- as I went to use the bathroom. I felt embarrassed, confused, and did not know what to do. I wanted to just crawl into a shell. I told my cousin, she then gave me a sanitary napkin, and many would refer to it as a pad. Shortly after, I told my mother, who then told everyone else in our family. I dreaded the fact that my family was congratulating me on what I felt as though was the worst day of my life. “ Don’t take it personal,” Song lyrics by Monica express, Just one of those days that a girl goes through when she is feeling empty inside…puberty sucks describes much of my feelings that
The night was tempestuous and my emotions were subtle, like the flame upon a torch. They blew out at the same time that my sense of tranquility dispersed, as if the winds had simply come and gone. The shrill scream of a young girl ricocheted off the walls and for a few brief seconds, it was the only sound that I could hear. It was then that the waves of turmoil commenced to crash upon me. It seemed as though every last one of my senses were succumbed to disperse from my reach completely. As everything blurred, I could just barely make out the slam of a door from somewhere alongside me and soon, the only thing that was left in its place was an ominous silence.
Divine intervention, a miracle, or just mere luck, it was; I was just grateful to be alive. Death had seemed so near, but life pulled out the victory. I felt the grainy California sand against my skin. No movement seemed necessary; it was perfect enough just to breathe in the humid air that moments earlier I had so dearly craved, and nearly lost. Still, in shock, I spread out on the sand like a beached whale. My mother laid next to me in tears, muttering, “I thought I lost you.” She was not the only one who thought I would die; I was the
I walked into the room on New Year’s Day and felt a sudden twinge of fear. My eyes already hurt from the tears I had shed and those tears would not stop even then the last viewing before we had to leave. She lay quietly on the bed with her face as void of emotion as a sheet of paper without the writing. Slowly, I approached the cold lifeless form that was once my mother and gave her a goodbye kiss.
Have you ever had the feeling you weren't alone? Have you ever felt a cold breeze in a room with no windows? Have you ever heard voices or footsteps when you thought you were alone?
Birth is a normal, physiological process, in which a woman’s body naturally prepares to expel the fetus within. It has occurred since the beginning of time. Unfortunately, childbirth has gradually evolved into what it is today - a highly managed whirlwind of unwarranted interventions. Jennifer Block, a journalist with over twelve years experience, has devoted herself to raising awareness regarding the authenticity of the Americanized standard of care in obstetrics, while guiding others to discover the truth behind the medical approach to birth in this country. In her book, Pushed: The Painful Truth About Childbirth and Modern Maternity Care, Jennifer Block brings forth startling truths concerning this country’s management of birth.
As a child growing up, there were times I would feel my mother would be out to just make
Isn 't it crazy to think that we were once just a tiny organism? Nothing more than a group cells forming together? From the time of conception, the baby develops so quickly it is remarkable. The period from conception to birth is a truly beautiful development. And while the baby is quickly being formed from cell to human, the parents are quickly learning the birthing process and all there is to expect. There are three major parts to having a baby, the prenatal development, birth and the postpartum period.
I remember the day she born. I was nervous for the simple fact that my life would never be the same. Soon no longer would I be known as just Ayanna, I would take on a new title. A title that I would share with so many woman, and after eight long hours of labor, I would now be known to the world as mommy.
Stillbirth, also called intrauterine fetal demise, is the loss of a baby after 20 weeks of pregnancy and before or during delivery. A stillborn baby does not show any signs of life, such as a heartbeat or breathing. Usually, there is nothing that can be done to prevent stillbirth.
Organogenesis, Myogensis, neurogenesis and opsgenesis; these four things are key components to the construction of fetal development, which includes the embryo, zygote and fetus. In this paper I will examine, discuss and describe the changes in fetal development such as weight, length, growth of limbs and how everything correlates with the mother also.
This essay covers information over the course of prenatal development. I will also discuss teratology and hazards to the prenatal development, those such as, caffeine, alcohol, nicotine, cocaine, marijuana, heroin, and opioids. Additionally, I will discuss how maternal factors such as maternal diet and nutrition, maternal age, emotional states and stress, and paternal factors, may influence prenatal development.
Does anyone really want to feel isolated from everyone else? From the beginning of childhood we don't want to stand out too much. We want to be like everyone else. We want a normal family, a normal life. We want mom, dad, maybe a few siblings and a dog. No one really wants to be the different kid. I was the different kid without a mom.
Have you ever wondered how humans are developed? Have you ever wondered how our mere existence is developed in a nine month radius? From conception to birth the process that structures the human body is known as Prenatal Development. Prenatal Development is the time a child is conceived to the time it is born. Explaining the three stages of Prenatal Development will help the reader understand the importance of it.
High school years are supposed to be a time for fun and exciting events in every adolescent's life. There are parties, ball games, and local after school hangout joints where we can meet. All combined to making high school the most memorable years of any teenage girl?s life. However, my experience in high school took an uneventful turn in tenth grade. My carefree ways had to end and a new wave of responsibility was presented to me. I found out that I was two months pregnant. My thoughts tugged at my conscience, how was I to tell the father of my unborn child? Would my mother support my decision? I had to forget about my partying ways and hanging with my friends. My freedom days of coming and going were about to be over and I quickly became the girl about whom everyone was talking.
On a rainy day on March 30th, the year of 2000, at 11:50 in the Memorial Hospital in Modesto, California, I, Allison Oudomphanh, now sixteen years old,was born to two loving Laotian parents and a sister. My family and I currently live in Ceres, in a small home that barely fits our family, since my mother, recently, gave birth to a little one. I go to Ceres High School and enjoy learning new ideas every day; although I am not much of an early riser. Some people would describe me as being shy, which is true. However, if I am comfortable around a person or people, like my family, I am quite loud and quirky. My life is like a movie plot, there are unhappy scenes, exciting scenes, dull scenes, mainly joyful scenes, and even some plot twists along