Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The 'Middle Wife'

The 'Middle Wife' by an Anonymous 2nd grade teacher

 I've been teaching now for about fifteen years. I have two kids myself, but the best birth story I know is the one I saw in my own second grade classroom a few years back.

When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell. So I always have a few sessions with my students. It helps them get over shyness and usually, show-and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles, model airplanes, pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never, ever place any boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it in to school and talk about it, they're welcome.

Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid, takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow stuffed under her sweater.

She holds up a snapshot of an infant. 'This is Luke, my baby brother, and I'm going to tell you about his birthday'

'First, Mom and Dad made him as a symbol of their love, and then Dad put a seed in my Mom's stomach, and Luke grew in there. He ate for nine months through an umbrella cord.'

 She's standing there with her hands on the pillow, and I'm trying not to laugh and wishing I had my camcorder with me. The kids are watching her in amazement.

 'Then, about two Saturdays ago, my Mom starts swaying and going, 'Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!' Erica puts a hand behind her back and groans. 'She walked around the house for, like an hour, 'Oh, oh, oh!' (Now this kid is doing a hysterical duck walk and groaning.)

 'My Dad called the middle wife. She delivers babies, but she doesn't have a sign on the car like the Domino's man. They got my Mom to lie down in bed like this.' (Then Erica lies down with her back against the wall.)

 'And then, pop! My Mom had this bag of water she kept in there in case he got thirsty, and it just blew up and spilled all over the bed, like psshhheew!' (This kid has her legs spread with her little hands miming water flowing away. It was too much!)

 'Then the middle wife starts saying 'push, push,' and 'breathe, breathe. They started counting, but never even got past ten. Then, all of a sudden, out comes my brother. He was covered in yucky stuff that they all said it was from Mom's play-center, (placenta) so there must be a lot of toys inside there.' 

Then Erica stood up, took a big theatrical bow and returned to her seat. I'm sure I applauded the loudest. Ever since then, when it's show-and-tell day, I bring my camcorder, just in case another 'Middle Wife' comes along.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Minnesota Harvest

We went to Minnesota Harvest yesterday. It's an apple orchard with a petting zoo, corn maze, apple picking, pony rides, horse rides, a big store and bakery, and a BBQ.

It was the biggest disappointment. It looked like a ghost town. Run down, empty, dirty in the way that doesn't  scream nature, but shoddy care.

We had to find an employee who could unlock the petting zoo for us (not worth the $3 each to get in--worth $1 each--maybe).  It was just a big fenced-in area with the animals running loose. There was a sign that warning us that animals are unpredictable and we're entering at our own risk. I didn't put Ivy down at all, as the ground was covered with animal droppings.

I imagined a place with a carnival-type atmosphere. Hey, it's fall, and we love it! Let's have some fun! Instead, we drove 20 miles for a gross petting zoo and not much else.