The commitment that I’ve made to you is life-long. There is no hard start, no hard ending, no fading away of obligation. There is no “weaning” that I plan on doing. There is you. There is your quest for independence. There are the needs that drive your little body and that will fade and change with time. And there is me. My job is simply to be here and meet your needs as you have them. I need neither to push you away nor hold onto you, as you will peel off or cling close according to your needs.
Thursday, June 20, 2013
I Will Not Nurse You Forever | Nurshable
Monday, June 17, 2013
Midwifery Care Now An Option At St. John's Health Center | Santa Monica Mirror
In addition to her 30 years of experience and 2,500-plus births, certified nurse-midwife Deborah Frank has one more achievement to add to her already impressive resume. Frank has become the first nurse-midwife to be granted “admitting privileges” at Saint John’s Health Center, giving expectant mothers the choice of midwifery care in a hospital setting.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Monday, June 10, 2013
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Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Rescuing drowning children: How to know when someone is in trouble in the water. - Slate Magazine
The new captain jumped from the deck, fully dressed, and sprinted through the water. A former lifeguard, he kept his eyes on his victim as he headed straight for the couple swimming between their anchored sportfisher and the beach. “I think he thinks you’re drowning,” the husband said to his wife. They had been splashing each other and she had screamed but now they were just standing, neck-deep on the sand bar. “We’re fine; what is he doing?” she asked, a little annoyed. “We’re fine!” the husband yelled, waving him off, but his captain kept swimming hard. ”Move!” he barked as he sprinted between the stunned owners. Directly behind them, not 10 feet away, their 9-year-old daughter was drowning. Safely above the surface in the arms of the captain, she burst into tears, “Daddy!”