Interacting with nurses during deliveries sparked an old desire I had to go to nursing school. Every day on my drive home a passed school and won day noticed the sign stating that they now offered an LPN program in the evening. Evening courses were appealing because I was raising three teenagers and their father would be home at night so I could be at school and not
But before I realized that wasn’t for me, I looked into, after undergrad and medical school, becoming a neonatal physician and again the more I thought about it the less confident I was going that route. What I did know was that while I may not have wanted to work in that specific profession, I did want to work with children, families, women and girls, and the underprivileged. So after taking the
Baby Project This past weekend I embarked on a journey, and no probably not the journey you think of. This weekend I had to take home the Real Care Baby project. Going into this project I was not really quite sure what to expect.
The idea of working in the medical field has always had a special place in my heart and has been in the back of my mind since I could remember. Helping others has always been a passion of mine as I look up to my family heritage in the medical field. Over the years, as I have matured, and narrowed my focus down to becoming a labor and delivery nurse where I get to help the mom and the baby. My biggest preference is working with kids and not the adults, but labor and delivery gives me the option to do both. I have grown up in a big family, me being the second oldest of eight kids, so I have spent a lot of time with babies over the years.
Midwifery is all about relationships. Where ever we work we share similar relationships with others, women, their partners, and family (Guilliland, 2013, p. 6). To me, this personally reflects what was covered within our group presentation and is mirrored to what we are yet to experience on our pathways as midwives when working alongside women, their whanau and other health professionals. This essay will explore my role within the group while highlighting issues that arose throughout this experience and further reflecting on how this may influence my future communications as a student midwife. Moreover, I will also give an insight into suggestions of improvement and change.
That was last year right after my second baby was born. I 've put on quite a bit of weight during two pregnancies, I put on a total of 65 pounds. I was up to a size 14 at this point. I 'm now up at a size 4-6, but I have to say that most of my clothes are actually a 4. I can tell you that I have not felt this great in several years.
My Intent to Be a Nurse Practitioner Coming from a third world country where there aren’t many opportunities for work and funding for education, proceding to nursing school was a grand opportunity. The privilege to attend a government subsidized school where top students in the region compete to get into the program that allowed only 60 students per year was indeed a blessing. As clinical rotations began, what was once considered a mere opportunity evolved into a true passion for caring as I truly love and enjoy nursing and helping people.
As a first generation student to attend college from a family of seven, the journey to a higher education has been arduous and overwhelming. My family gives me all the encouragement I need and are very optimistic about pursuing a higher degree. Unlike myself, my parents did not have the opportunity to attend college. My parents were born and raised in a small town in Mexico where the highest level of education they received was fifth grade. I have worked since I was 14 years old to support my parents with bills, and also saving for college and my own vehicle.
However, it does not discourage me as I believe I can’t see myself doing anything else. My goal is to attend nursing school, get my BSN, pass the NCLEX, work a year or two in the hospital, and hopefully become a travel nurse. That’s also why I think this internship would help as a form of guidance to open up my mind about a medical
Our first baby was due on Christmas Eve, and by November, we were pretty organized. Hey, we'd bought a crib and a stroller. My partner's teaching semester would end early enough that we'd have weeks to paint the baby's room, fill the freezer with meals, have evenings out... One windy night, November 13 to be exact, I woke to the house shaking. We opened the front door and a rush of tree branches burst in.
After scorpius was born I was cautioned against trying to have more children, being just over eighteen when he was born my body clearly had not been ready for the ordeal that was childbirth. I had always wanted a large amount of children, I needed the unconditional love and approval that only being a parent could rectify. Obviously being told I couldn't broke my heart. Draco tried his best to comfort me, but didn't understand why I was taking it so poorly. You see in his family as far back as anyone can recall you only had one child, and that child was a son.
My first time having a baby I wasn’t excited nor was I glad , Instead I was sad more like mad not at anybody but myself mostly I was scared and really terrified I almost wanted to die . Because I thought people would look at me differently, I literally thought while delivering him I would die, and that I wouldn’t be able to do for my baby only because I felt like I wasn’t ready to be a mom. I wasn’t going to be able to enjoy my life and do what I want to do with a baby.
The one person who always told me I can do whatever I wanted in life was my mom. My mom was my number one supporter, and always told everyone how excited she was for me to fulfill my dreams of becoming a nurse. My mom would always tell me “Sam all your dreams can come true if you just believe in your self”. The days I questioned myself, and thought to myself is nursing really for me, I always thought of those exact
My essay is going to be about the day I gave birth to my daugther. Febubary 27,2015 will alwaysbe a day to remember for me. I woke and it was a regular day just waiting for my daugther to decide it was time to come out. i had went to starbucks with my sister , mom , and sister in law on my way back home i started feeling uncomfortable. We got back home and waited around.
This is the story of my pregnancy. The night I found out I was pregnant I got a funny feeling in my stomach, and I wasn’t sure what was going on. I told my mom what was going on, but she was already suspecting I was pregnant and already had a test ready for me to take. I took the test and the results was positive.
