Supervised Birth
In the delivery room, the doctor and nurses were getting ready, and two recorders in suits stood in the corner of the room with notebooks and pens. Ellen lies on the delivery table and grits her teeth as the doctor tells her to take a deep breath and strain as a wave of contractions rushes through her. The recorder’s pen moved and something was written in the chart. We will see him soon, but will we be able to hold this baby? Hearing the doctor say, “I can see the head, I’m almost there,” Ellen exerted her last bit of strength. This is the last battle.
