<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157</id><updated>2011-12-02T02:29:34.117-08:00</updated><category term='Prenatal day'/><title type='text'>Life....</title><subtitle type='html'>Chronicles of midwifing in Haiti</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-775417033829037602</id><published>2011-05-14T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:10:04.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yolette's victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GINPcT-247s/Tc9CUjC0BoI/AAAAAAAAAhk/q6wIWl68jtY/s1600/DSC_0285.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GINPcT-247s/Tc9CUjC0BoI/AAAAAAAAAhk/q6wIWl68jtY/s320/DSC_0285.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606772981871412866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The women in our maternity program are all special and unique in their own ways. Some ladies we accept in into the program because of their age, some it's because of connections they have to us, and others we accept because of their stories.&lt;div&gt;Yolette is a woman we accepted because of her story. Yolette is vivacious full of energy. Her smile is contagious, and her personality is larger then life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we initially met with her to talk about her childbearing history, I was taken back by her story. She was pregnant one previous time. Seven months into her pregnancy she started bleeding. She ended up loosing the baby and almost dying herself. I can't imagine what it would be like to loose a baby like that then be pregnant again. She stated her story as a matter of fact and was excited to be pregnant again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a soft spot in my heart for women in this situation. Women who have lost a first child then are faced with pregnancy and birth for a second time. These ladies have a unique vulnerability cause of their situation. Because of the trust we build with each woman, their birth can be a place of love and healing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yolette called late afternoon saying that she was in labor. Beth and I jumped in the truck and headed on down to the maternity center to be with her. Yolette labored well. She was centered and confident. She wanted to be upright and work with her body. She was ready to push shortly after we got there. She sat on our birth stool and I sat beside her. She was content being with Beth and I. Slowly with each contraction the baby started coming down. As the birth came closer we suspected that the baby's shoulder was stuck behind his mother's pubic bone. Yolette moved onto her hands and knees which allowed the baby's shoulder to pass under the pubic bone and come out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQeqUcv_1ps/Tc9BEKLUknI/AAAAAAAAAhc/I5lMNSi50XM/s320/DSC_0333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606771600806679154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The baby boy went straight into his mother's arms. We all rejoiced when he let out a big lusty cry. Yolette's sisters on the porch were singing praises and came to the window to see the new baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yolette grabbed and hugged Beth and I with her baby on her lap and thanked us.  In that moment I thought how amazing and special it was for this baby to be born surrounded by such love. Yesterday Yolette wrote a beautiful new chapter in her story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can honestly say I do not think I have seen such a healthy baby born here in Haiti. He weighed 8 lbs, 4 0z. at birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W1qxLlPf9-I/Tc86BGE4zvI/AAAAAAAAAhM/uy2DhBToTlM/s320/DSC_0358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606763851584950002" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4MMzCwrZbU/Tc89tXS7LzI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ELggvweMSfg/s1600/DSC_0342.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4MMzCwrZbU/Tc89tXS7LzI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ELggvweMSfg/s320/DSC_0342.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606767910656356146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-775417033829037602?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/775417033829037602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=775417033829037602' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/775417033829037602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/775417033829037602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2011/05/yolettes-victory.html' title='Yolette&apos;s victory'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GINPcT-247s/Tc9CUjC0BoI/AAAAAAAAAhk/q6wIWl68jtY/s72-c/DSC_0285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-5804947465750278442</id><published>2011-02-08T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T12:57:54.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guerda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TVEnQgxlu4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/UAGOIA9_TwI/s1600/DSC_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TVEnQgxlu4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/UAGOIA9_TwI/s320/DSC_0022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571277378663332738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guerda is one of the lovely ladies in our Maternity Program.  This is Guerda's second time in our program.  She went through the program 2 years ago when she was pregnant with her first baby.  Guerda had a relatively normal pregnancy until she reached her seventh month.  In her 33rd week of pregnancy, she developed high blood pressure &lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TVEk2hWJ2uI/AAAAAAAAAg0/I5HB3roEJTA/s320/DSC_0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571274733116840674" /&gt;and started to pass protein in her urine.  These are the classic signs of preeclampsia.  &lt;div&gt;Preeclampsia is still a mystery disease.  There are theories about the origin of preeclampsia, but we still do not have the full picture.  We know specific groups of women who are higher risk of getting it.  Once a woman is diagnosed with preeclampsia we know how to help control her symptoms and we know that birth is the cure to the disease.  Women can first have symptoms of preeclampsia starting in their 20th week, but most of the time symptoms  start after the beginning of the third trimester or 32 weeks.  This was the case with Geurda.  We diagnosed her with preeclampsia when she was 33 weeks pregnant.  From that point on we've seen her on a daily basis.  For the past 2 1/2 weeks she has come faithfully every day to the maternity center.  We'd feed her, monitor her blood pressure and urine, give her medicine, and let her rest for a couple hours.  Guerda never complained, she understood how serious her situation was and made a way to come every day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Haiti, preeclampsia/eclampsia kills more women then any other pregnancy/birth related issue.  Women in Haiti know what preeclampsia is and what it can do.  When I told Geurda she had preeclampsia, I asked her if she knew what that was.  She said it could kill her baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prenatal care is so important for pregnant women.  With routine prenatal care, a practitioner will be able to diagnose problems like preeclampsia and treat them accordingly.  According to UNICEF statistics, only 54% of Haitian women get routine prenatal care(4 or more check ups) during pregnancy.  That means that nearly half of pregnant women in Haiti are not getting the care they need.  These women are left in a vulnerable position.  If they develop a complication like preeclampsia, they may not get to help they need before their situation becomes life threatening.  Help late may be too late.  UNICEF reports that the maternal mortality rate in Haiti is 670 out of 100,000.  Haiti has the highest maternal mortality rate in the western hemisphere.  Sixty women in Haiti die to every 1 woman in the US from complications in pregnancy and childbirth.  Looking at statistics like these show how important healthcare and education is here in Haiti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When a woman develops preeclampsia, decisions for her care are based on what is best for mother and baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TVEjfJvEWOI/AAAAAAAAAgs/XWu8jYlJXbE/s320/DSC_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571273232130267362" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If a woman's symptoms are not severe, it's better for the baby to continue the pregnancy till 37 weeks.  At 37 weeks gestation, a baby is fully developed and shouldn't have issues related to prematurity.   But if preeclampsia becomes severe before 37 weeks, delivering the baby is necessary.  We were hoping Geurda would make it to 37 weeks but her condition worsened in her 35th week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday evening we had to make the decision to induce.  Geurda came in Monday morning calm and peaceful.  She knew what was ahead of her and approached labor with a calm strength.  With the help of Dr Jen and a consulting OB in the states, we were able to safely provide the care she needed for the labor and delivery.  Five hours after we started her induction, she delivered a baby girl.  Her baby was born healthy and a good size for her age.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will keep Guerda at the maternity center for a few more days and monitor her closely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TVEXAwLO05I/AAAAAAAAAgc/HCM8-JKLRns/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571259515733463954" /&gt;We are all so thankful and blessed for such a great outcome.  Beth and I have talked a few times about what might of happened to Guerda if she wasn't receiving prenatal care.  Would she have known she was in danger?  Most pregnant women wouldn't know there is something wrong if they weren't receiving care.  Would she have seized in her home?  Would she and her baby be alive?  It is hard to know.  We do know that there are women in Haiti who are not getting prenatal care who have preeclampsia.  What happens to them?  It breaks my heart to think of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please join us in prayer for Guerda as she continues to heal.  Lets also pray for the women of Haiti who are in need prenatal care and a safe place to birth their babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-5804947465750278442?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/5804947465750278442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=5804947465750278442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/5804947465750278442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/5804947465750278442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2011/02/guerda.html' title='Guerda'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TVEnQgxlu4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/UAGOIA9_TwI/s72-c/DSC_0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-8639599311297201590</id><published>2011-02-02T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T04:07:13.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water and Vitamins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TUlIOS8JmFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ZbfuZIsi6UY/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TUlIOS8JmFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ZbfuZIsi6UY/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569061824659822674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Beth taught an amazing class on water and vitamins to the ladies in our childhood development class.  Most Haitians are chronically dehydrated.  They do not have an abundance of clean water readily available.  They have to put forth effort to get clean water.  In the video below you will see some of the tactics Beth used to get the message across about how important staying hydrated is to our health.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click on the link below to view the video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHDujyK2cNI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHDujyK2cNI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-8639599311297201590?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/8639599311297201590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=8639599311297201590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8639599311297201590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8639599311297201590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2011/02/water-and-vitamins.html' title='Water and Vitamins'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TUlIOS8JmFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ZbfuZIsi6UY/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-8553684366967432976</id><published>2010-12-08T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T19:52:15.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace's Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TQAs1Zy2xII/AAAAAAAAAgE/GboR7mpoBvI/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TQAs1Zy2xII/AAAAAAAAAgE/GboR7mpoBvI/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548484036889330818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday morning I got a call saying that Ruth was on her way to the Maternity Center in labor.  My head was flooded with different thoughts and emotions.  Ruth had been in our program for 4 months.  Over that time we had gotten to know more about her.  Ruth was pregnant with her first child.  She lives alone and works selling home brewed liquor.  She is soft spoken but exudes independence and self reliance.  You can tell the heaviness of life weighs down on her.  This isn't something I have seen much in first time moms in our program.  I think part of the weight comes with her age.  Ruth is older then most girls are, having their first baby in our program.  Ruth's birth was something I had great anticipation for.  I was excited to get to support her through her birthing experience.  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TQAcfxCHnbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/IKg445Oythw/s1600/DSC_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TQAcfxCHnbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/IKg445Oythw/s200/DSC_0126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548466072984198578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TQAcEfr0SUI/AAAAAAAAAf0/u5KhfzLdp2Y/s1600/DSC_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TQAcEfr0SUI/AAAAAAAAAf0/u5KhfzLdp2Y/s200/DSC_0141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548465604470786370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Ruth got to the Maternity Center she seemed excited that her baby was finally coming.  She labored very well.  Her quiet, calm spirit worked to in her advantage in labor.  She would calmly breathe through contractions, wanting her back rubbed from time to time.  She labored quietly into the evening and night.  Most women in labor you can tell by how they act and what noises they make how far they are into their labor.  With Ruth because she was so calm we really couldn't tell.  She never seemed scared of the pain.  Both her and the baby responded well with labor all the way through until she began to push.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is normal for a baby's heart rate to fluctuate some in at the end of labor as the baby is making it's way out.  As Ruth began to push, her baby's heartbeat dropped some but returned to normal after the contraction was over.  We continued monitoring the baby's heartbeat closely.  After a few more pushes the baby's heart rate started dropping and instead of recovering it kept dropping.  We were all alarmed by what we heard.  We knew that this was a serious situation.  With out dramatic improvement this baby could die.  We quickly flipped her over on her hands and knees from her side hoping that with a big positional change the baby would recover.  Once she was on her hands and knees we started listening to the heartbeat.  The baby's heartbeat went from being in the 50's to 150 within seconds.  I felt like God had done a miracle.  Twenty minutes later she delivered an crying baby girl.  We were all so relieved that the baby was okay.  Because of the way that the heartbeat dropped, we presume that as the baby was being pushed down, it compressed the umbilical cord in such a way that the pressure did not release after the contraction.  We praise God that we were listening right when the heartbeat dropped so dramatically.  If we listened only a couple minutes later it might of been too late.  If she delivered most anywhere else the chance of this baby's survival would be very low.  Without monitoring the heartbeat you wouldn't know about a situation like this.  Turning her over on her hands and knees was enough movement to release the pressure on the cord.  I believe God has very special plans for this baby's life.  Ruth's birth shows me once again just how precious and fragile life is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TQAbj3CNeQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/PMrUSiofjFs/s1600/DSC_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TQAbj3CNeQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/PMrUSiofjFs/s200/DSC_0171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548465043803044098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ruth named her daughter Grace.  It is not common for Haitians to give their babies a name at birth.  Partly this is due to so many babies here dying.  The last few women we have delivered have already picked out names before they deliver.  This shows us that they are expecting to have a live baby.  It is very special to be a place of life and hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have seen Ruth a couple times since she delivered.  She is adjusting to a whole new life.  Please be praying that God would encourage her and give her much grace and patience in being a new mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you" declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future"  Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-8553684366967432976?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/8553684366967432976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=8553684366967432976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8553684366967432976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8553684366967432976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2010/12/graces-miracle.html' title='Grace&apos;s Miracle'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/TQAs1Zy2xII/AAAAAAAAAgE/GboR7mpoBvI/s72-c/DSC_0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-8526466565638341556</id><published>2010-01-24T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T07:44:39.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractures, amputations, and a baby too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/S1xqno3CJGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/V3_kjNwgAVI/s1600-h/20646_270353496765_691226765_3911519_8131284_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430332479917663330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/S1xqno3CJGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/V3_kjNwgAVI/s320/20646_270353496765_691226765_3911519_8131284_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was another one of those memories that will not fade any time soon. I was at Troy and Tara's house for the night getting ready to go to bed when Troy got a phone call from Beth saying that were was a girl in labor needing a place to deliver. She had fell of her belly during the earthquake and had been bleeding since she started labor. We decided that we would take care of her. With our team of doctors we have an OB/GYN with us right now. He is great. He has done some work in Kenya and other parts of the world and is used to doing obstetrics in more dire situations. When we got to the clinic and initially assess her we discovered that the baby was not doing okay. He was in severe distress. She still had hours of laboring to do before she was ready to deliver. Chris (our OB doc) decided he would do a c-section. We brought her downstairs to our trauma area and called the Steve the anesthesiologist, Jenn our pediatric doc, and Tara to come help. I was trying to figure out how to start the generator while Chris was pulling supplies off the table and creating a sterile field on the desk. I finally got the generator started and got the flood lights working. Chris and I quickly got our sterile gowns on, Steve gave anesthesia through the IV and we were ready to go and got the baby out within 90 seconds of the first incision. When the baby came out he was blueish-white and unresponsive. I clamped and cut the cord and handed him off to Jen who started working on him and resuscitating him. When we opened the uterus to deliver him the placenta had already abrupted. I assisted Chris in closing back up the uterus and abdomen. The little boy came around after a few minutes and pinked up. As of now both mother and baby are okay. That was the first c-section I have ever seen in person or assisted with. I am honored to have been a part of it. If she wasn't able to get a c-section the baby for sure would of died, and the mom would of been at high risk of bleeding to death. I praise God that didn't happen. In the middle of all this devastation it is refreshing to bring new life into the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/S1xpZDkjL4I/AAAAAAAAAfE/OTwLc9WXLyk/s1600-h/20646_270354106765_691226765_3911525_6769976_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430331129878228866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/S1xpZDkjL4I/AAAAAAAAAfE/OTwLc9WXLyk/s320/20646_270354106765_691226765_3911525_6769976_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/S1xpZDkjL4I/AAAAAAAAAfE/OTwLc9WXLyk/s1600-h/20646_270354106765_691226765_3911525_6769976_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-8526466565638341556?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/8526466565638341556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=8526466565638341556' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8526466565638341556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8526466565638341556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2010/01/fractures-amputations-and-baby-too.html' title='Fractures, amputations, and a baby too!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/S1xqno3CJGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/V3_kjNwgAVI/s72-c/20646_270353496765_691226765_3911519_8131284_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-6987989017178062967</id><published>2010-01-19T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:18:50.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week Ago Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/S1aCYVBGGvI/AAAAAAAAAes/WzPizYDFRoM/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/S1aCYVBGGvI/AAAAAAAAAes/WzPizYDFRoM/s320/143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428669755311921906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I read one of my friend's blog who lived through the earthquake here in Haiti.  Reading it gave me courage to share my story with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I arrived back in Haiti five days before the earthquake struck.  I had commited to stay in Haiti through the end of July.  My first few days back were great.  I got to see friends I hadn't seen in a long time.  I even made a new friend named Joanna Thiele.  She is an OB nurse who came down to Haiti about a week after I left in November.  She was helping out at the women's program during my time away.  We decided it would be fun for her to stay at the clinic with me Monday through Friday.  Monday night was great getting to know her better.  We both have a passion for caring for and serving women.  Last Tuesday we had our childhood development class for our haitian ladies.  It was great getting to see all the ladies and babies.  Later in the afternoon Joanna and I were alone at the clinic chilling and preparing pizza for dinner.  Pizza is one of my favorite things to make.  I made the dough and was letting it rise till about 5pm.  A little before 5 I headed down to the kitchen to chat with Cherline, our house helper.  As I was walking down the stairs I could feel them starting to shake.  I immediately looked at Cherline and smiled and asked her if she could feel it.  It started out little at first and then it got more violent.  My smile immediately turned into panic.  I ran to the kitchen door and pinned Cherline to the door frame.  The water jugs started falling off the counters and the fridge opened and started emptying on us.  I was trying the best I could not to fall to the ground.  I kept looking up at the ceiling watching for cracks, wondering if the ceiling was going to fall down on top of us.  Soon Billy, Cherline's brother, came running through the kitchen, slipping and falling on the puddle of water and food on the floor.  He yelled at us to get out of the house.  We opened the kitchen door and all 3 of us ran outside, jumping over fallen cement blocks on the way to the gate.  Once outside the earthquake started to fade off.  I started yelling for Joanna who was still upstairs.  I didn't hear a response.  Once the quake stopped I ran back inside yelling for her.  She answered just as worried about me as I was about her.  She was also yelling for me inside and she couldn't hear me.  She came down stairs and asked what happened.  I said there was an earthquake.  She knew it was but was in shock.  As we were talking my hands were trembling from the high levels of adrenaline in my body.  We all went out into the street.  The whole city was screaming.  I have never heard anything like that before, and hopefully will never again.  There was a lot of people on the move on the main street.  I kept calling people and couldn't get through to anyone but Sara Wallace in Jacmel.  She said she was okay.  The haitians living on my street all were freaking out.  A few of them thought Jesus was coming.  After a little while John McHoul arrived on his bike.  He reported everyone else was okay.  After a couple of hours we headed down to his house for the night to sleep.  It was scary walking down the street at night in the dark with hundreds of terrified people passing by.  About 12am Troy stopped by the house to tell John that he went down town to check on an orphange.  He stopped by some other missionaries named Bill and Suzette who had started started seeing wounded people outside their house.  He said they needed supplies and help.  Joanna and I jumped on that.  We went to the clinic to get supplies then headed across town to help out.  Driving there was my first glimpse of the city.  I could see a few buildings down in the headlights, but what made the biggest impression on me was the thousands of people who were camped out in the median of the street, terrified to get near any buildings.  When we arrived at Bill and Suzettes I was put right to work cleaning wounds and suturing.  It was exciting to get to help out and do something instead of feeling helpless.  The reality of what I saw that night was hard.  The type of wounds these people had were really unpleasent.  Wounds created mostly by flying cement blocks during the quake.  The reality of thousands of people still trapped in buildings was hard to even think about.  Because the earthquake happened right before dusk nobody really knew how bad it was.  Darkness fell before we could see the extent of the damage.  In the morning when the sun started coming up I was fearful of what it would show.  I didn't want to face the reality of what happened.  With dawn arriving their was no escaping the devastation.  A helicopter flew over the residence and I knew the world was going to see how bad it was.  We kept working hard at the clinic.  As the sun rose people started flowing in with extensive injuries, some people covered in cement dust from being trapped under rubble.  The 3 main injuries I saw the first couple days was lacerations, broken bones, and compartment syndrome.  It was overwhelming to see how badly people were injured.  I kept questioning why I ended up so lucky.  Any of these people could of been me.  It is unbelieveable how one minute can change everything.  In one minute Haiti was physically broken.  Thousands of people died, and thousands more yet to die.  By midafternoon I had sutured five head lacerations and an elbow.  I took a break and headed to the guest house.  I layed down and started bawling.  The reality of what happened was overwhelming.  A couple ladies held me and prayed for me.  It was so nice to have that comfort.  Not too long later Troy came back to pick us up.  I was exhausted to the core but didn't want to leave.  So many people needed help.  Joanna and I left and went back to John's to sleep a couple hours then headed back to the clinic later in the evening.  We stayed again through the next afternoon helping take care of the wounded.  By the second day we had 4 or 5 haitian doctors from the neighborhood helping.  It seemed like the longer I was there the wost the injuries I saw.  We headed back to Heartline territory thursday afternoon.  By this time we realized their was a gas shortage and we wouldn't be able to get back over to the clinic.  I was privledged to get to help out and sobered by all that I saw.  Driving back to our house we saw quite a few bodies on the sides of the street.  Many buildings were destroyed.  Like I said, it is unbelievable how so much can change in just one minute.  On friday morning I was up early talking with John.  He mentioned the idea on doing a medical outreach at the women's center and having doctors come down from the states to help.  I was so excited about the idea.  My heart is to take care of the sick and suffering.  Later that morning all the heartline people in Haiti met and talked about the idea and decided to go ahead and do it.  The idea was to have medical people show up by Sunday and start seeing the wounded on Monday.  That gave us a couple days to try to prepare.  On Sunday we had our intial team come in.  It was such a relief to have more help.  Monday we opened our doors and started seeing the wounded.  It is incredible knowing that these people have been suffering for a week now without getting good or any care.  I am relieved that we are able to physically help people who would otherwise not get help.  There are SO many people wounded in Haiti.  The hospitals that are still standing are incredibly overwhelmed.  There is just not enough medical care for the need right now, and people are dying cause they are not receiving help.  Our doors are open to the wounded.  We have no idea at this point how long this will last.  Is could be a couple weeks or longer.  There are many people in haiti who have received amputations this last week, and many more who will need them.  This is leaving potentially thousands of haitians disabled.  It is overwhelming to think about what these people are up against now.  Haiti was bad enough before.  One thing I know though is that haitians are tough people.  It is unbelievable the pain and suffering so many are going through right now due to their injuries and lose of family and friends.  Please continue to pray with me for Haiti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-6987989017178062967?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/6987989017178062967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=6987989017178062967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6987989017178062967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6987989017178062967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2010/01/week-ago-today.html' title='A Week Ago Today'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/S1aCYVBGGvI/AAAAAAAAAes/WzPizYDFRoM/s72-c/143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-6106085366987324792</id><published>2009-10-18T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:13:04.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirlande</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StudH6XbEwI/AAAAAAAAAd0/7Dp7Em-x_R4/s1600-h/9927_161730546765_691226765_3298055_731161_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394077737958445826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StudH6XbEwI/AAAAAAAAAd0/7Dp7Em-x_R4/s320/9927_161730546765_691226765_3298055_731161_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;color:#666666;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night we had a rather shocking delivery.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mirlande delivered on the street waiting for a ride to the clinic.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She said that she was sitting then stood up and the baby fell out of her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not too long after the birth, a man in a truck picked Mirlande and her family up and brought them to the clinic.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Stephanie and I went out to the gate to see what was going on and to our surprise, Mirlande was in the front of the truck with her baby covered in dirt in her arms.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We quickly cut the cord and delivered the placenta and got Mirlande and her baby into the clinic. I&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; Primarily&lt;/span&gt; took care of the baby.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Besides being covered in dirt from his peculiar birth, He seemed to be doing okay.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I gave him a bath right away to clean him off, then weighed and clothed him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;While I was taking care of the baby, Stephanie took care of Mirlande.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Soon after that Beth and Paige arrived.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I praise God that Mirlande had a normal birth besides the birth location.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She did not lose a lot of blood, and the baby is doing okay.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It could have been a lot different.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This was Mirlande's third pregnancy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Her second baby died a month after birth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"   &gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;After Mirlande and the baby were clean I gave the baby to her to breastfeed. With her baby in her arms she smiled and laughed. Then her laughing turned into crying. I think she is such a courageous women having experienced a birth like that. Please pray for Mirlande and her baby that they will recover well and he won’t develop any infections from being born in the dirt.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Stuc4UJpRQI/AAAAAAAAAds/cvxrNnEopvU/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394077470002070786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Stuc4UJpRQI/AAAAAAAAAds/cvxrNnEopvU/s200/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StubKpQRc0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/BIe6biSpLPw/s200/DSC_0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-6106085366987324792?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/6106085366987324792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=6106085366987324792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6106085366987324792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6106085366987324792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2009/10/mirland.html' title='Mirlande'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StudH6XbEwI/AAAAAAAAAd0/7Dp7Em-x_R4/s72-c/9927_161730546765_691226765_3298055_731161_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-130548204871673697</id><published>2009-10-18T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:13:56.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StuX3BNILGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CrvPFjV08bQ/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394071950178397282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StuX3BNILGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CrvPFjV08bQ/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102);font-size:17;" &gt;Early thursday morning Stephanie and I were woken up by the guard saying that there was a woman in labor at the clinic. Malange was standing outside with her partner and a few friends. Malange is a well known lady in our program. She is seventeen and pregnant for the second time. Last year she lost a baby 6 months into her pregnancy due to preeclampsia. This pregnancy we followed her very closely in prenatals. She fortunately has been fairly healthy. Malange seemed to be in good labor at first impression. Contractions were close together and lots of moaning due to the pain. After 4 hours of laboring at the clinic Malange gave birth to a baby boy. Later in the day our pregnant ladies showed up for the prenatal program. They were all excited to hear Malange delivered. After the health teaching the ladies went in and visited with her. It was really cool for me to see this. The women have been told that they can deliver with us now, and too see one of their peers just delivered with the baby gave a new sense of hope. Please pray for Malange as she adjusts to being a new mommy at such a young age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StuXhi3xCRI/AAAAAAAAAdE/pRN1MM85IvQ/s200/DSC_0066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StuaDUCVVmI/AAAAAAAAAdc/p7XSnS1VjmQ/s200/DSC_0075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-130548204871673697?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/130548204871673697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=130548204871673697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/130548204871673697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/130548204871673697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2009/10/malange.html' title='Malange'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StuX3BNILGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CrvPFjV08bQ/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-7195172356925941826</id><published>2009-10-11T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:22:03.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simone Pelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StJqN6m4_SI/AAAAAAAAAc8/2sQL2Y92spo/s1600-h/innercity+outreach+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391488491219123490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StJqN6m4_SI/AAAAAAAAAc8/2sQL2Y92spo/s320/innercity+outreach+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last wednesday we held a mobile prenatal clinic in Simone Pelle, an innercity slum. Upon arriving I was informed about the significance of us being there. Lisa told me that a couple years ago this area was completely closed off by the UN cause the area was so unsafe. One of our guards at Heartline Ministries lives in Simone Pelle. He was the one who organized this prenatal outreach. This is the second time the team has gone in. We are planning on going in once a month to do education and prenatal checkups with the ladies. We are limiting the program to 30 women. This last week we accepted 2 women into the program cause two other women delivered within this last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StJpeNJTGRI/AAAAAAAAAc0/E9agp4qxtO4/s1600-h/innercity+outreach+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391487671561558290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StJpeNJTGRI/AAAAAAAAAc0/E9agp4qxtO4/s200/innercity+outreach+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last month the clinic was held in a house. This time we had the privledge of using a church building. We started out by greeting the women then I gave a health teaching on preeclampsia. Preeclampsia is a serious condition some women develop during pregnancy. Preeclampsia is a common killer among pregnant women in Haiti. You can reduce your risk and even reverse signs of preeclampsia with a diet high in protein and salt. The women seemed receptive to what I taught. After the health teaching the women had their vitals checked by Beth and Lisa. After vitals they had a prenatal checkup by either Stephanie or I. I really enjoyed getting to do brief check ups on these women and encouraging them by giving them time, affection, and knowledge. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StJotTSLoVI/AAAAAAAAAck/9NJuArwSeak/s1600-h/innercity+outreach+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391486831395840338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StJotTSLoVI/AAAAAAAAAck/9NJuArwSeak/s200/innercity+outreach+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the ladies I saw had symptoms of preeclampsia. She also seemed to be carrying twins. It is interesting being in a position of having minimal contact with these women, only seeing them once a month. I doubt they are getting any prenatal care beyond that. It was humbling telling this women the warning signs of late preeclampsia. All I could do was offer nutritional advice and hope and pray that she will follow it and get better, or at least not get worse. Please pray for this women with me. I don't remember her name but God know exactly who she is. I will let you know how she is doing next month when we go back. I was honored to get to go into this community. Walking down the windy congested paths reminded me of being in the slums in the Philippines. Though they live in conditions that are unimaginable for some people, they have community that is unimaginable for some. That sense of community lights me up inside. Until next month Simone Pelle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-7195172356925941826?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/7195172356925941826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=7195172356925941826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/7195172356925941826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/7195172356925941826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2009/10/simone-pelle.html' title='Simone Pelle'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/StJqN6m4_SI/AAAAAAAAAc8/2sQL2Y92spo/s72-c/innercity+outreach+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-7914407400848536471</id><published>2009-10-07T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:32:40.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ss0Pax_7dZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/F1hNd4kKsJU/s1600-h/10420_153207411765_691226765_3225525_2678974_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 86px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ss0Pax_7dZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/F1hNd4kKsJU/s320/10420_153207411765_691226765_3225525_2678974_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389981281804842386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday morning we had our first birth in the clinic with Beth, Lisa, Stephanie and I.  This was a birth of significance.  Natasha has been in the prenatal program here at Heartline for most of her pregnancy.  She has a special place in our hearts because of her circumstances in life.  She has 5 children, 3 living with relatives, her 2 youngest living with her.  She contracted HIV from the father of this baby.  After becoming pregnant and finding out she had HIV she became very angry and wanted to abort the baby.  She continued with the pregnancy with the decision to give her baby up for adoption.  Towards the end of her pregnancy she began to develop acceptance of her situation in life.  I only met her a couple weeks ago when arriving in Haiti.  I had a soft spot in my heart for Natasha the day I met her.  She is meek, has a smile full of crooked teeth, joy in her heart, and pain in her eyes.  I was excited that she had the option of delivering in the clinic now that there are midwives here.  &lt;div&gt;Monday night Stephanie and I were busy putting prenatal vitamins in pouches while watching tv shows on the computer when the guard told us that Natasha was here in labor.  Stephanie checked Natasha while I informed Beth that she was here in labor.  Beth and Lisa made there way over to the women's center in good time.  Natasha was still in early labor so it gave us time to talk about the circumstances.  Because there is the possibility of bodily fluids flying around during birth we need to be extra precautious handling birth with HIV.  Also because Natasha had decided not to keep the baby, we needed to be sensitive to her emotional needs.  Natasha stayed at the clinic overnight in early labor.  Contractions got more intense in the morning.  After a couple short pushes the baby was born around 9:30am.  He gave a couple cries initially then calmly rested in my arms.  Natasha had some problems with bleeding initially but did fine in the long run.  She decided before the birth that she didn't want to see the baby.  She wanted to know though if it was a boy or girl.  A couple hours after birth she decided she wanted to see him.  She held him for a while and gave him the name David.  At the end of the day we took Natasha home and David to the baby home with Heartline Ministries.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ss0Mr7Z2FSI/AAAAAAAAAbs/TV9hIO4u5V0/s1600-h/10420_153207746765_691226765_3225538_7083205_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389978277852353826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ss0Mr7Z2FSI/AAAAAAAAAbs/TV9hIO4u5V0/s200/10420_153207746765_691226765_3225538_7083205_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am still in awe of the significance of the birth.  We are here for women like Natasha.  I was so proud of Natasha for taking such good care of herself during the pregnancy and growing such a healthy baby.  He weighed 8 lbs at birth.  Please pray for Natasha and she adjusts to the reality of giving up a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-7914407400848536471?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/7914407400848536471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=7914407400848536471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/7914407400848536471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/7914407400848536471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ss0Pax_7dZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/F1hNd4kKsJU/s72-c/10420_153207411765_691226765_3225525_2678974_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-4221568322511053496</id><published>2009-10-04T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:52:38.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High Adventure</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend I traveled to Jacmel with Sarah Wallace, a friend from the Philippines. She was in the first midwifery class of Newlife in Davao City, Philippines. Sarah started an organization named Olive Tree Project (&lt;a href="http://www.olivetreeprojects.com/"&gt;http://www.olivetreeprojects.com/&lt;/a&gt;) She had been in Port au Prince a few days getting some stuff done. It was great to see her and catch up. It has been 2 years since we have seen each other. Thursday night she got a call from a girl in her woman's program who was due to deliver. It sounded like she could possibly be in labor. Friday morning she said her pains were coming often. I was able to go so the both of us headed south east to Jacmel on public transit. After a 2 1/2 hour drive in the back of a packed van we arrived in Jacmel. From the transit station we hired motor bikes to Sarah's house. Jacmel is a beautiful part of Haiti, lush with trees and an amazing ocean line. After a quick lunch we headed out to Crismine's village. She lives in a 2 room cement house with dirt floors. Upon arriving we were greeted by a bunch of kids. There was much excitment in the air in anticipation of a new baby arriving. Crismine was lying on her bed smiling with a few older ladies around. This is Crismine's first pregnancy, she has had the opportunity to be at a few births in her life and felt pretty confident that she was going to do just fine. Crismine layed there quiet, grimacing slightly through contractions. Her mother was in the room and started telling us about how loud woman are in labor when it starts getting serious. She thought Crismine was still early in labor. After watching her we decided the same thing. We were planning to go home and get some rest thinking that we possibly could be up in the night at the birth. On our way out we stopped at another house of a girl Sarah delivered earlier this year. Crismine and the little girls went with us. It was great visiting with them and seeing how big and healthy this baby was that Sarah caught.&lt;br /&gt;We got word that there was another woma&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SslTm8_YdvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dP6BKHvIJfM/s1600-h/Jacmal+Trip+1+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388930357797615346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SslTm8_YdvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dP6BKHvIJfM/s200/Jacmal+Trip+1+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n that wanted to see us. When we arrived back at Crismine's house there was another girl there in labor, and she looked like she was going to deliver soon. She had come to one of Sarah's classes in April so Sarah had some information on her. Marie Anj had been in labor since the night before and looked like &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ssk0tLD1gtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/WGSHQCuezAw/s1600-h/Jacmal+Trip+1+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388896379793146578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ssk0tLD1gtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/WGSHQCuezAw/s200/Jacmal+Trip+1+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she was going to deliver sooner then later. So we stayed for her birth. She lived in the house next to Crismine.&lt;br /&gt;It was great seeing how the older women acted around these girls in labor. They were excited and loud and joked with them. While waiting for the birth Sarah and I were served 2 coconuts each to drink from then eat. It was great, we were both feeling dehydrated. Every once in a while we'd go check on Marie Anj, she was in her house laboring on the floor. The ladies layed a blanket on the dirt floor for her to deliver on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SslU8YMuTJI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KVah0HdK0lo/s1600-h/Jacmal+Trip+1+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388931825390210194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SslU8YMuTJI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KVah0HdK0lo/s200/Jacmal+Trip+1+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SskvUeOMRAI/AAAAAAAAAas/AearzzUsIp0/s1600-h/Jacmal+Trip+1+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388890457881986050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SskvUeOMRAI/AAAAAAAAAas/AearzzUsIp0/s320/Jacmal+Trip+1+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah and I walked down the road to meet a friend who was bringing some supplies we forgot. When we got back to the Marie Anj's house a lady came out and said she was inside pushing. Marie Anj was semi-squatting on a cement block on the floor pushing. Here in Haiti it is customary for another woman to "hold" the woman during the delivery. Basically meaning having a woman being behind the one delivering supporting her. Within 10 minutes Marie Anj gave birth to a little girl. Everything went well with the birth. We stayed for a little while after the birth to make sure everything was going well. We were rushed out because of the weather. It was looking like it was going to rain. On our way back to Sarah's the rain came down hard enough for our bike drivers to decide to wait it out. We took shelter at the texaco station. It was crazy, instantly like 100 haitian's crowded there for shelter. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388929462609574658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SslSy2J6-wI/AAAAAAAAAbM/K6_qPGcErxE/s200/Jacmal+Trip+1+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I really wanted to take a picture but haitians are pretty sensitive towards foreigners taking random pictures. Fortunately there was a haitian guy we overheard saying he wished he could take a picture of the scene cause he thought it was picture worthy. I gave him my camera and he took a couple shots. It was great! When the rain died down we made it back to Sara's for some cards and then off to sleep. About 30 minutes after falling asleep Sarah got a phone call from Crismine's sister saying her water broke. So we got up to head back to her house. A missionary friend of Sarah's came over to drive us. On the way there Sarah got another call from Crismine's sister to say that she already delivered. We were pretty bummed to miss out on the birth. We arrived about 20 minutes later to Crismine's house. There were probably 10 women in the small room surrounding Crismine's bed. Crismine was laying there with a big smile on her face with her baby boy at her side. All the ladies were bubbling with excitment from the activities of the day. Sarah checked Chrismine &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SskrGITDpBI/AAAAAAAAAac/gkRAKbomYlA/s1600-h/Jacmal+Trip+1+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388885813432132626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SskrGITDpBI/AAAAAAAAAac/gkRAKbomYlA/s200/Jacmal+Trip+1+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the baby, both were well. We went home and back to sleep. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SskuFk3ExFI/AAAAAAAAAak/ROzkNZ5XrJw/s1600-h/Jacmal+Trip+1+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388889102454408274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SskuFk3ExFI/AAAAAAAAAak/ROzkNZ5XrJw/s200/Jacmal+Trip+1+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Saturday we went back and check on the moms and their new babies. Everyone was doing fine. It was great to see how Sarah has made relationships with these families. They all love her. I was blessed to get to be a part of it. Sunday Sarah traveled back with me to Port au Prince. I will for sure go back to Jacmel to visit her before returning to the states in December. Crismine is pictured on the left and Marie Anj on the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-4221568322511053496?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/4221568322511053496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=4221568322511053496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4221568322511053496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4221568322511053496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2009/10/high-adventure.html' title='High Adventure'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SslTm8_YdvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dP6BKHvIJfM/s72-c/Jacmal+Trip+1+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-8128493900136695397</id><published>2008-06-17T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T05:01:49.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breech Taxi Birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SFels2uYtJI/AAAAAAAAARs/OrqQEeXmdq8/s1600-h/breech+baby+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212817283727537298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SFels2uYtJI/AAAAAAAAARs/OrqQEeXmdq8/s320/breech+baby+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last week while on shift we had a memorable birth. The four of us working, Lois, Medea, Jane, and I arrived on shift at 6:00am. We had our first birth just after 7am. Unfortunately the baby wasn't responding well to life on the outside and we had to transport him to the hospital for further care. While that was happening I heard some commotion outside the clinic but didn't really clue into what was going on until 3 women ran into the clinic screaming in pure panic. I realized that that probably meant that a women was delivering in a taxi outside of the clinic. I grabbed gloves and tools for a birth and headed out the door. When I got outside of the clinic I saw Laura in the back of the taxi assisting the mother. She had just gotten off of night shift and heard the taxi from our house and came over to help. I stuck my head in the taxi and was horrified to see that the baby was breech and the body was already delivered and the head was stuck inside. Laura was trying to deliver the head but wasn't able too. Susan (one of our filipina midwives) came down from the 3rd floor of the clinic to help. Laura and her were able to deliver the head. We resuscitated the baby in the taxi on the mother and he came around pretty quick. His first cry was loud and powerful as if he was saying, "I am ALIVE!!" By that point there was quite a crowd around the taxi. It seemed as if everyone at the same time sighed in relief when he started crying. We brought the mother and baby into the clinic to continue caring for them. Later the mother told us her birth story. She said she woke up that morning in pain but wasn't expecting the baby to come for another couple of weeks so she wasn't really convinced that she was in labor. Then in her bathroom her water broke and she could feel the baby coming down. At that point they hopped in a taxi and headed to our clinic. The baby started coming out on the way to the clinic. For those of you who know Davao she said that the body was already out by the time they passed fairlanes. Her friend who came with her also had a 2 month old baby which she brought with her. She said she was holding her baby in one arm and the half delivered baby in the other. Everyone involved was happy and relieved with the ending. This story could of been a devastating one, yet God protected this little boy. He even brought the extra hands we needed to help.    &lt;br /&gt;This picture is of Laura and the baby. He was born frank breech meaning that while still in utero his legs were straight up leaving his feet next to his face. After frank breech babies are born they are kind of awkward. They find it unnatural to bend there knees. Breech babies also have a swollen bruised bottom from the birth process. This little boy was most comfortable laying on his side with his legs straight out in a 90 degree angle. He was so cute. The next day Lois and I were mimicking him for fun laying in that position and saying, "Who am I?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-8128493900136695397?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/8128493900136695397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=8128493900136695397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8128493900136695397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8128493900136695397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2008/06/breech-taxi-birth.html' title='Breech Taxi Birth'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SFels2uYtJI/AAAAAAAAARs/OrqQEeXmdq8/s72-c/breech+baby+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-8777415558214941175</id><published>2008-06-10T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T03:10:29.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SE5SwFbAESI/AAAAAAAAARU/RTn67yzMsqk/s1600-h/flood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210192804956868898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SE5SwFbAESI/AAAAAAAAARU/RTn67yzMsqk/s320/flood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the past week we have had some substantial weather. The rains have come to Davao. A few days ago I was riding a motor bike to the store to buy groceries. It takes about 5 minutes on bike to get to the store from where we live. About halfway there the rain started pouring down and it came fast. My driver and I were stuck, the only thing we could do was to continue straight ahead. When we got to the store we were both soaked. I was very thankful I was wearing a black shirt cause I still needed to shop. When rain like this comes the city floods in a matter of minutes. Davao does not have good drainage. Our neighborhood in particular is one of the worst. It is very common to have standing water midway up to your knee after an evening down pour. It makes life a little more of an adventure here, especially if you are out stuck somewhere. Life most of the time gets put on hold until the rain stops cause transportation is very hard to find. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as clinic news goes, seasons are changing around here. We are having a midwifery class graduate at the end of this month. It is exciting seeing another class reach completion. Are other students who are now half way through their training are going on their 1 month break in the next couple of months. So many girls are leaving, some are coming back and a new school will be starting this August. During the summer months when we have so many girls leaving, we invite midwifery students from the states to come and intern at Mercy. We have 6 women coming to help out during the summer months. The first two will arrive at the end of this month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also excited to update you about baby Kian. He came into the clinic for a check up this last week and he is already finished his corrective cast therapy. He only needed 2 casts to correct his foot. His doctor said the club foot was postural. This is great news. He should be fine from now on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-8777415558214941175?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/8777415558214941175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=8777415558214941175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8777415558214941175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8777415558214941175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-rain.html' title='Oh the rain!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SE5SwFbAESI/AAAAAAAAARU/RTn67yzMsqk/s72-c/flood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-38374109529560366</id><published>2008-05-25T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:15:26.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I am back to blogging after taking a long break, too long actually.  I apologize for not keeping you updated on what has been going on in the Philippines.  Below are various entrees that I have failed to post.  Hope you enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-38374109529560366?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/38374109529560366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=38374109529560366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/38374109529560366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/38374109529560366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-6783721486593222804</id><published>2008-05-25T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:41:50.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlXqs3AtkI/AAAAAAAAARM/vWe7XL53e4w/s1600-h/jh+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204287235511334466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlXqs3AtkI/AAAAAAAAARM/vWe7XL53e4w/s320/jh+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the past few months I have had the opportunity to catch a few babies. Anita though is a different story. I first met Anita in 2006 when I was her midwife with her first baby. We bonded through the birth and postpartum of her first baby Rexan. When I found out she was pregnant again and was having her prenatals at Mercy I jumped at the chance to be her midwife again. It was great to see her again and continue the relationship. One of my favorite things about being a midwife is getting to care for a woman through multiple pregnancies. Knowing a woman’s history helps in giving her excellent care. The challenging thing about committing to being with a woman when she delivers in being on-call. Especially in cases when she waits until the last minute to come into the clinic. This was the case with Anita. She came in and delivered within 5 minutes of arriving. And it just happened to be on a morning that I was out. My friend Laura and I were at a 5k fun run. Within 5 minutes of finishing the race I received a text saying Anita was in labor and to come fast. Then 2 minutes later I received another text saying that she already delivered. It was a bummer, but I was happy to have finished to race before getting the text. It would have been worse to have to quit the race and still not be there for the birth. Laura and I headed back to the clinic and I helped finish up the care after birth. Anita had a little girl this time around. She is so adorable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-6783721486593222804?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/6783721486593222804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=6783721486593222804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6783721486593222804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6783721486593222804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-past-few-months-i-have-had.html' title='Anita'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlXqs3AtkI/AAAAAAAAARM/vWe7XL53e4w/s72-c/jh+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-9143042496341323120</id><published>2008-05-25T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:48:36.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlWGc3AtjI/AAAAAAAAARE/B02Jg-vqXQA/s1600-h/JH+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204285513229448754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlWGc3AtjI/AAAAAAAAARE/B02Jg-vqXQA/s320/JH+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like Anita some women time their births perfectly, meaning come in with little time to spare before their babe emerges. Inday was the same way. She came in around 4 in the morning on one of the busier night shifts. We already had 3 deliveries that night making me next up to take care of the next women coming into the clinic in labor. She came in calm but hasty to make to a bed. I could tell that she was ready to deliver. In these cases you try to get as much information in the little time you have before the baby is born. I like to be a part of these births. It is exciting! Almost like a race. Well after a couple pushes she delivered a healthy baby boy. Startled by the cry of a new baby, one of the other midwives hallered from the other side of the birth room, “Jonna did you just have a birth?” I said yep! The other girls didn’t hear her come in. When the placenta came out I was shocked at what I saw. In rare cases the umbilical cord can connect into the membranes instead of the meaty part of the placenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlV8c3AtiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bCYvPRJPv4Y/s1600-h/JH+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204285341430756898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlV8c3AtiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bCYvPRJPv4Y/s200/JH+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is very dangerous to the baby. When the bag of waters breaks it can tear into one of the blood vessels. If this happens the baby can bleed out in a matter of minutes and die. Luckily for this baby the membranes broke on the other side of the placenta. We thanked God for keeping this baby safe. He is a miracle baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-9143042496341323120?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/9143042496341323120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=9143042496341323120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/9143042496341323120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/9143042496341323120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2008/05/miracle-baby.html' title='Miracle Baby'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlWGc3AtjI/AAAAAAAAARE/B02Jg-vqXQA/s72-c/JH+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-6052298750035258734</id><published>2008-05-25T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:50:00.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabie Students</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlViM3AthI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v14cVbFu_7c/s1600-h/JH+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204284890459190802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlViM3AthI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v14cVbFu_7c/s320/JH+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the past couple months we have had we have had Filipino midwifery students from a local college (Fabie Midwifery college) intern at Mercy. Monday through Saturday they would rotate working day and night shifts. We have had Fabie girls intern at our clinic in the past but it has been a couple of years. I wasn’t too excited about the idea of having them come. When I was a student we had some intern and I didn’t have the best experience with them. But to my surprise I really enjoyed having them with us the last couple of months. It is a great opportunity to give back to the Filipino midwifery community by teaching local students. Our clinic is different from the birth experience they get in the hospital. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlVVc3AtgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/PdM0B4cq4Os/s1600-h/JH+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204284671415858690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlVVc3AtgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/PdM0B4cq4Os/s200/JH+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also by being a part of our team they are exposed too so much more then just midwifery. We regularly pray together as staff between shifts and have devotionals together before clinic. Also they have the opportunity to pray for patients or at least be present when patients are being prayed for. All the girls that came to intern seemed to really enjoy themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-6052298750035258734?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/6052298750035258734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=6052298750035258734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6052298750035258734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6052298750035258734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2008/05/fabie-students.html' title='Fabie Students'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlViM3AthI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/v14cVbFu_7c/s72-c/JH+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-1492701057497853938</id><published>2008-05-25T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:50:59.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Shifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlUns3AtfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/z_nd4AdAx9s/s1600-h/JH+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204283885436843506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlUns3AtfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/z_nd4AdAx9s/s320/JH+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When coming on shift in the birth room you really don’t know what to expect to what the 8 hours will hold. At times it starts out crazy then dies down mid-shift. Other times it’s the opposite. There are also times where you are endorsed an empty birth room and nothing happens for the 8 hours you work. What do you do? Well I guess there are a lot of things you can do to keep yourselves entertained for hours. On this swing shift we decided to have a book reading where we all took turns reading out loud to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204283662098544098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlUas3AteI/AAAAAAAAAQc/hSAzOsiBDyk/s200/JH+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We read The House on Mango Street. It is a book of memoirs of a tweenage latino girl living in a latino community in Chicago. It is a quick read and was a great way to pass the evening hours on our swing shift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-1492701057497853938?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/1492701057497853938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=1492701057497853938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/1492701057497853938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/1492701057497853938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-coming-on-shift-in-birth-room-you.html' title='Dead Shifts'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlUns3AtfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/z_nd4AdAx9s/s72-c/JH+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-1385475377704996977</id><published>2008-05-25T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:52:06.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Kian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlTq83AtdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/PXqwa5vBZXs/s1600-h/JH+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204282841759790546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlTq83AtdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/PXqwa5vBZXs/s320/JH+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When working a night shift you have to be mentally prepared for anything. It could mean that you will be running around all night or you might have the luxury of sleeping all night. You never know. A few weeks ago I was about ready to go on night shift. I felt pretty good, was in a pleasant mood, relaxed. Then one of the girls mentioned to me that there were 5 labors at the clinic. My eyes got real wide and my adrenals started pumping adrenaline into my veins. I though wow, it is going to be one of those kinds of nights. One thing that I fall back on to keep my sanity is chanting to myself, “It is only 8 hours. I can do anything for 8 hours.” So I headed over to the clinic ready to accept the challenge of the night. The first women delivered even before endorsements were over. Two more were transported for high blood pressure by midnight. Since there are only for midwives working and 5 women in labor I decided to watch 2 of them. Jean was one of the 2 ladies. She seemed close to having her baby, or at least I hoped she was close cause she was not able to handle the pain. She was in labor with her first baby and seemed terrified. Her husband was really great at encouraging her. Thankfully I was right with my assumption and she delivered not to long after that. She had a handsome little boy. Not to long after the birth we noticed that his left foot was clubbed. Jean was devastated. Babies who are born here with disabilities do not always get the care they need. Especially the women we serve are poor, and even though they want the best for their babies, it is not an option most of the time. I referred the baby to a pediatrician we work with for an evaluation. He referred the baby to an orthopedic surgeon. When Jean came in for her 1-week checkup I was shocked to see the baby with a full-leg cast. Baby’s bones are soft, by putting his foot in a cast they are able to manipulate the bones into a correct place. So for now Kian will be put in a new cast every week until his foot has been corrected. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlTbc3AtcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-S0Y_iLCjBA/s1600-h/JH+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204282575471818178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlTbc3AtcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-S0Y_iLCjBA/s200/JH+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We praise God for making a way to correct his foot. It is common to see adults here walking around on uncorrected club feet. I am thankful that Kian will not have to deal with this disability later in life. Another praise is that the casts are being put on for free at the government hospital here in Davao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-1385475377704996977?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/1385475377704996977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=1385475377704996977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/1385475377704996977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/1385475377704996977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-working-night-shift-you-have-to-be.html' title='Baby Kian'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/SDlTq83AtdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/PXqwa5vBZXs/s72-c/JH+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-2431642801614674539</id><published>2007-12-17T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:50:56.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home For Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/Jonnabonna#date/2007-12-14/19:16:06"&gt;#date/2007-12-14/19:16:06&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all!  I am home in Oregon for Christmas!  I arrived 4 days ago and have been having a ton of fun.  This was actually a surprise visit home.  I didn't tell my mother about it so she was very shocked when she saw me.  This is a video of my mother's surprise!  Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-2431642801614674539?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.dropshots.com/Jonnabonna#date/2007-12-14/19:16:06' title='Home For Christmas'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/2431642801614674539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=2431642801614674539' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/2431642801614674539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/2431642801614674539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/12/home-for-christmas.html' title='Home For Christmas'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-6751730987299688129</id><published>2007-12-05T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:33:09.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Davao Street Vendors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R1ZwNp7hPlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xSVDzpfnCX4/s1600-h/JH+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140419404586106450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R1ZwNp7hPlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xSVDzpfnCX4/s320/JH+28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it would be fun to expose you to some Davao culture through the local street vendors. I made a slideshow but was unable to post it on the blog. You can look at in on my myspace. Here is the adress. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/midwifejonna"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/midwifejonna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-6751730987299688129?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/6751730987299688129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=6751730987299688129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6751730987299688129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6751730987299688129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/12/davao-street-vendors.html' title='Davao Street Vendors'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R1ZwNp7hPlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xSVDzpfnCX4/s72-c/JH+28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-4492550321755407356</id><published>2007-11-30T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T04:28:44.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jean and Donna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0_8Fn1xv4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/TlxjZlRWcUQ/s1600-R/Jean+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138602873377111938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0_8Fn1xv4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/-r0nLI5yQ0M/s320/Jean+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I went to immigration to extend my visa. Sadly immigration was closed because today is a holiday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bonafacio&lt;/span&gt; Day. Jean was there, she works as a security guard at immigration. I delivered Jean's 3rd baby in November 2003. I enjoy seeing Jean every couple of months when I am at immigration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0_7731xv3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Xohbit3SYDs/s1600-R/Jean+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138602705873387378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0_7731xv3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/kfD_ucVRo34/s200/Jean+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since today is a holiday and nobody there was working, Jean had her daughter there with her. Today was the first time I have seen Donna since she was a week old. She just celebrated her 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday! Jean is one of just a couple women that I have video footage of during the birth. Jean had not seen it since the birth so I went home and grabbed my computer and went back to immigration to show Jean and her daughter Donna the birth video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0_7wn1xv2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/8WquEtuzX8A/s1600-R/Jean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138602512599859042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0_7wn1xv2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/jnPS6fGTI5E/s200/Jean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really special watching the video with them, and for Donna to get to see what her mother looked like still pregnant with her, and to see herself as a baby. Jean was explaining the video to Donna. Jean laughed a lot and said she was ugly, I assured her she wasn't. These pictures here are images I took off the video footage of the birth. Jean was very sweet. I met her when she came into the clinic in labor and asked her if she would mind if I took video, she said no prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0_6ZH1xv1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/T_z-JFyi4iQ/s1600-R/Donna+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138601009361305426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0_6ZH1xv1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/EMqsLBghwEY/s200/Donna+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Donna is a very outgoing little girl. She wasn't afraid of me. She seemed very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;intrigued&lt;/span&gt; by me. This was very special for me to see her at 4 years old. It makes me think of all of the other little 4 yr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; running around that I caught and what they are like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-4492550321755407356?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/4492550321755407356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=4492550321755407356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4492550321755407356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4492550321755407356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/11/jean-and-donna.html' title='Jean and Donna'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0_8Fn1xv4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/-r0nLI5yQ0M/s72-c/Jean+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-6181342361154525543</id><published>2007-11-29T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:53:09.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Andrew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0-wE31xvyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/MmLqX6VT16Y/s1600-R/andrew+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138519297608498978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0-wE31xvyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/p1yY3C3r9FI/s320/andrew+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This last weekend I had a special guest! Baby Andrew from Living Stones Orphanage came and stayed with me for the night. I had a couple days off of work and thought it would be a fun thing to do. Last year having babies in the house was a more common thing to do. We had a baby named Moses stay in our house for almost his first month. He was born at Mercy and we kind of adopted him as our house babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0-v8n1xvxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Ra5mriak1NM/s1600-R/andrew+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138519155874578194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0-v8n1xvxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/sOyzbuFZn28/s200/andrew+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew is about 2 months old. Right now at living stones they have 3 little babies and 5 or 6 others that are around 1 yr, then there are some older kids that have been there since they were born. I chose Andrew cause he was the oldest of the smaller babies. I wanted to take a baby that could smile, and he definitely can! We left the orphanage and took a trip to Gaisano Mall to pick up some formula. As a foreigner her you get lots of attention but get used to it over time. When you as a foreigner are carrying around a little Filipino baby you are recognized even more. Then to have people think he is mine and I have a Filipino husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0-v0n1xvwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/W_T_9GEWd6A/s1600-R/andrew+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138519018435624706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0-v0n1xvwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/nTBo_vXzcO8/s200/andrew+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's kind of interesting. We survived the trip to the mall with flying colors. Andrew is a very good baby. At home he slept most the afternoon and evening. I was ready to be up all night with him since he had slept a big chunk of the evening, but he slept most of the night also. I made him a hammock over my bed out of a malong. A malong is a traditional bed sheet that is sewn into a tube. I tied it between the bars on the windows. It worked very well. Sunday afternoon I took him back to his home. Hopefully I will be able to see him again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-6181342361154525543?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/6181342361154525543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=6181342361154525543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6181342361154525543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6181342361154525543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-last-weekend-i-had-special-guest.html' title='Baby Andrew'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0-wE31xvyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/p1yY3C3r9FI/s72-c/andrew+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-8083611146803170352</id><published>2007-11-24T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T01:32:29.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pukie Walnut Brazilia Jojo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0fvC5p0G6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/VeUfkwYIRM8/s1600-h/baby+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136336733154319266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0fvC5p0G6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/VeUfkwYIRM8/s320/baby+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little while back this beautiful baby girl was born at Mercy.  Her mother lost a lot of blood at the birth and was transported to the hospital for a blood transfusion.  Usually when a mother is transported after the birth the baby stays at the clinic and us midwives take care of the baby until a family member can come get him/her.This little girl was really upset.  The only thing I could do to consul her was to let her suck on my finger, which she did very strongly for quite some time.  We decided to give her a name while she was under our care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0fuxJp0G5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/jPaSCVMbIA4/s1600-h/baby+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136336428211641234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0fuxJp0G5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/jPaSCVMbIA4/s200/baby+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We came up with Pukie Walnut Brazilia Jojo.  Pukie was the nickname I originally came up with.  Since she was a big baby we decided to give her a name of a big nut.  That is where walnut and brazilia (Brazilian) came from.  Then her midwife was named Josephine, and I am Jonna, so that is how she got her last name.  One of our midwives who is lactating took Pukie home for the night, until her family came for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-8083611146803170352?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/8083611146803170352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=8083611146803170352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8083611146803170352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8083611146803170352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/11/pukie-walnut-brazilia-jojo.html' title='Pukie Walnut Brazilia Jojo'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0fvC5p0G6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/VeUfkwYIRM8/s72-c/baby+6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-9129502051613578830</id><published>2007-11-22T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:15:01.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0WAU9mdrbI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xZsyMN0UayA/s1600-h/JH+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135652047707549106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0WAU9mdrbI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xZsyMN0UayA/s200/JH+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would like to introduce you to 4 amazing women who I help give birth this last month. To the left we have Len Len. She came into the clinic in labor with her second baby. After I checked her in I asked her what the name of her husband was cause I wanted to go get him. I couldn't understand what she said so I looked in her chart and to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; his name was Julius Cesar. I had to laugh, then walked out of he clinic and shouted for him. He was out by his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jeepney&lt;/span&gt;. He is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jeepney&lt;/span&gt; driver. She did great and gave birth to a baby boy just as the sun was setting. Len's first baby was also a boy. They were so excited for him to finally be there. They named him Julian Cesar. While I was waiting for the placenta, I looked up and out the window I saw this older man standing on something out the window and peering in watching with a big grin on his face. I was shocked to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;window&lt;/span&gt; that was at least 8 or 9 feet off the ground. I motioned for him to get down. Later I found out that the guy was the father of Julius, grandfather of Julian. He as standing on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jeepney&lt;/span&gt;. I had to laugh when I found out the circumstance. I thought is was some wacko watching. Len has faithfully come to all of her baby checks thus far. Her last one will be in the second week of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0V-5NmdraI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5sw6BCxky1o/s1600-h/Jennalyn+sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135650471454551458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0V-5NmdraI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5sw6BCxky1o/s200/Jennalyn+sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One night shift not so long ago Jane came to the clinic looking as if she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; in labor. I took her in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;birthroom&lt;/span&gt; to start checking her vital signs and do my initial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;evaluations&lt;/span&gt; of her. I could tell that she would deliver sooner then later but I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; upon checking her to find that she was ready to push her baby out. Not to long after that Jane gave birth to a baby girl which she named Jane Rose. This was Jane's first baby. She was accompanied to the clinic by her sister which had previously delivered at Mercy, so she was in the know of what to do. I say Jane just this last week for a baby checkup.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that she was planning on moving to the province to live with her mother. She is a single mother. She was planning on leaving just after the baby checkup. This picture I took of her at that time with her adorable little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0V6S9mdrYI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mmpjsvvLitw/s1600-h/Flor+and+Jo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135645416278044034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0V6S9mdrYI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mmpjsvvLitw/s200/Flor+and+Jo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;continuity&lt;/span&gt; Flor. I met her during a prenatal visit. She asked my if I could be her midwife. I said yes. I didn't know if Flor would be able to deliver at the clinic due to problems she had during her pregnancy. One morning when I was in church I got this text from Flor saying that she had water coming out and her baby was going to come very soon! I immediately left church and headed to the clinic. I was expecting to get there and have her be ready to deliver or already delivered. When I arrived at the clinic she was all smiles. Not really having contractions yet. But once her contractions started that came fast and were very effective. Flor ended up delivering a couple hours after arriving at the clinic. She delivered a beautiful little girl named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sophia&lt;/span&gt;. As you can see from her picture, Flor is all smiles. She makes me laugh every time I see her. I think to myself, "Are you for real?" She is just so funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0V6BdmdrXI/AAAAAAAAANs/cngcV-B4XDw/s1600-h/flor+sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135645115630333298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0V6BdmdrXI/AAAAAAAAANs/cngcV-B4XDw/s200/flor+sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  A couple days after her birth she was hospitalized for high blood pressure. She spent 4 days in the hospital. The pictures here I took of her 3 weeks after her baby was born. If Shane and Staci read this, the head band &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sophia&lt;/span&gt; is wearing is the one you gave to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0V51tmdrWI/AAAAAAAAANk/5okkwE7345k/s1600-h/tata+sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135644913766870370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0V51tmdrWI/AAAAAAAAANk/5okkwE7345k/s200/tata+sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady here is Lolita. I met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt; when I came to the clinic one morning on shift. She was already at the clinic in labor, so was 3 other women who were close to giving birth. She was in labor with her first baby. This shift was very memorable to me. All of the husbands were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;frantically&lt;/span&gt; yelling, "Nurse!! Nurse!!!" As if there wives was about to die, and since 1 was doing it they all started doing it. I do understand where they are coming from, they are scared and don't know what to do. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Tata's&lt;/span&gt; husband was yelling for a nurse. I was busy with another birth but popped my head in to see what was going on. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt; felt like she was ready to push, so I sat with her, and sure enough the baby was coming. And she came very quickly. Both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt; and her husband we both very excited to have her. They have been married for years and were ready to have a baby. This is a photo I took of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt; at her 3 week baby checkup. She is doing very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days since I am in a teaching position I normally do not catch babies so when I do it is very special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-9129502051613578830?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/9129502051613578830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=9129502051613578830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/9129502051613578830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/9129502051613578830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-would-like-to-introduce-you-to-4.html' title='4 Ladies'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0WAU9mdrbI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xZsyMN0UayA/s72-c/JH+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-3390960418907314919</id><published>2007-11-18T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:19:47.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EZR9mdrVI/AAAAAAAAANc/CQIRuqYoQAU/s1600-h/JH+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134412846563437906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EZR9mdrVI/AAAAAAAAANc/CQIRuqYoQAU/s320/JH+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We have had to implement many changes to our clinic, specifically the birthroom due to the new regulations from the department of health.  One of our new requirements is that we have multiple sets of curtins, and that we change them daily.  We just had a new set made by a couple from the states who came to visit for a few weeks.  This last week they were put up for the first time.  When I came on shift I was taken off guard by how white the birthroom was.  I poked my head into a room that a lady was delivering in.  My initial thought was, "It looks like heaven!"  It was just so white!  Another change that has taken place is we now have a separate area of the clinic specifically for women to stay after they have given birth.  It is an open area with 5 beds.  I think it is kind of fun for the ladies.  They get to visit afterwards.  The downside is that there is no privacy.  A while back while I was on a night shift us midwives overheard the 2 husbands of are postpartum patients talking about the births together.  It was hilarious hearing them talking about it from their perspective.  It was one of the guy's first time to accompany his wife at the birth.  And it was his 4th child.  It is not often to hear the men express what they feel or thought about the whole thing.  They didn't know we were listening. &lt;br /&gt;This last month (October) we had almost 130 births at the clinic!  This month it looks like we are going to have just as many. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EY-9mdrUI/AAAAAAAAANU/tU0q9zDoJ6I/s1600-h/DSCF4952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134412520145923394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EY-9mdrUI/AAAAAAAAANU/tU0q9zDoJ6I/s200/DSCF4952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of Bethany doing a 3 day baby checkup in the postpartum area.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-3390960418907314919?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/3390960418907314919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=3390960418907314919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3390960418907314919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3390960418907314919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-have-had-to-implement-many-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EZR9mdrVI/AAAAAAAAANc/CQIRuqYoQAU/s72-c/JH+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-3138677376478305648</id><published>2007-11-18T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:44:56.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home visit to Ai's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EQJdmdrSI/AAAAAAAAANE/3W0vGFEPxDc/s1600-h/JH+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134402804929899810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EQJdmdrSI/AAAAAAAAANE/3W0vGFEPxDc/s320/JH+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went and visited Ai 2x recently. I had not seen her since before I went home for a break this summer. They moved but luckily their old neighbors knew where they had moved to and pointed me in the right direction. When I saw their new baby Mark James sleeping in the hammock I was shocked by his size! He's huge!! Last time I saw him was right after he was born, he weighed just under 6 lbs. Ai's been breastfeeding him. JB is doing well also. He was sleeping while I was there so I didn't really get to interact with him. It was such a joy to get to interact with them. They said JB is not really understanding them and can't sit up. I am encouraged though by how much they love him. Please continue to pray with me for this family. For JB that God will restore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EP9tmdrRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/jjQvjJKsjPY/s1600-h/JH+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134402603066436882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EP9tmdrRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/jjQvjJKsjPY/s200/JH+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EPw9mdrQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/V55DAmN_0fE/s1600-h/JH+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134402384023104770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EPw9mdrQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/V55DAmN_0fE/s200/JH+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EPiNmdrPI/AAAAAAAAAMs/C2Y3eOrW7GE/s1600-h/JH+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134402130620034290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EPiNmdrPI/AAAAAAAAAMs/C2Y3eOrW7GE/s200/JH+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is JB.  His was born November 19 2 years ago!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-3138677376478305648?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/3138677376478305648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=3138677376478305648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3138677376478305648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3138677376478305648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/11/home-visit-to-ais.html' title='Home visit to Ai&apos;s'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/R0EQJdmdrSI/AAAAAAAAANE/3W0vGFEPxDc/s72-c/JH+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-5994066976572989784</id><published>2007-10-08T02:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T03:09:08.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ofelia Delivered!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwoABYIKinI/AAAAAAAAAMk/o5BVI5Axulo/s1600-h/Ofelia+10-7-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118903950116555378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwoABYIKinI/AAAAAAAAAMk/o5BVI5Axulo/s320/Ofelia+10-7-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Early Sunday morning Ofelia delivered a perfect little boy.  She did amazing!  And luckily for me she came in when i was already working.  After the birth She just glowed.  Her first baby was a is a girl, so having a boy was a real treat for her.  Her mother accompanied her for the birth.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rwn_z4IKimI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oajie90j_Kk/s1600-h/JH+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118903718188321378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rwn_z4IKimI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oajie90j_Kk/s200/JH+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning she came back to the clinic for her first day baby check.  She was doing really well.  Her baby was also doing great.  He is very alert for a newborn.  I didn't realize how tall I am compared to filipinos untill I saw this picture (above) of Ofelia and me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rwn_nIIKilI/AAAAAAAAAMU/znmUxTfyEK8/s1600-h/JH+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118903499144989266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rwn_nIIKilI/AAAAAAAAAMU/znmUxTfyEK8/s200/JH+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rwn_WoIKikI/AAAAAAAAAMM/O6FuQz4IlVo/s1600-h/JH+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118903215677147714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rwn_WoIKikI/AAAAAAAAAMM/O6FuQz4IlVo/s200/JH+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-5994066976572989784?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/5994066976572989784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=5994066976572989784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/5994066976572989784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/5994066976572989784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/10/ofelia-delivered.html' title='Ofelia Delivered!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwoABYIKinI/AAAAAAAAAMk/o5BVI5Axulo/s72-c/Ofelia+10-7-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-4118251913223921687</id><published>2007-10-07T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T02:53:25.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Give-away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwnSq4IKijI/AAAAAAAAAME/rhf9cg4c-Eg/s1600-h/JH+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118854085546248754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwnSq4IKijI/AAAAAAAAAME/rhf9cg4c-Eg/s320/JH+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple weeks ago the staff here at Mercy decided to put together a fund and buy food to give out at the clinic to out patients.  We have done this before in the past.  Last time at Christmas.  The past couple weeks we have been under great warfare.  The Department of Health have threatened to shut us down by not renewing our licsense.  We have had to change many things about how the clinic is run to comply with what that are asking of us.  Today the DOH came to our clinic for a final inspection and thank God they renewed our licsense!  We are not out of the clear yet though.  The investigating doctor has taken issue with us foreingers being here.  There are still things that we need to comply with and figure out before we are out in the clear.  To cut out the foreingers would shut down the clinic.  Please be praying for us here and the ministry God has intrusted us too.  Giving out food is part of the way we are fighting the battle.  We want to glorify God and bless abundantely the women we serve.   This week we are giving out a bag of food to each women who come in for a prenatal checkup.  The bags include rice, beans, noodles, soy sauce,  and sardines.  We put together +350 bags to give out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwnSi4IKiiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/pL-ws15axZ0/s1600-h/JH+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118853948107295266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwnSi4IKiiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/pL-ws15axZ0/s200/JH+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwnSZIIKihI/AAAAAAAAAL0/IwPyn8kJlxU/s1600-h/JH+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118853780603570706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwnSZIIKihI/AAAAAAAAAL0/IwPyn8kJlxU/s200/JH+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-4118251913223921687?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/4118251913223921687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=4118251913223921687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4118251913223921687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4118251913223921687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/10/food-give-away.html' title='Food Give-away'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RwnSq4IKijI/AAAAAAAAAME/rhf9cg4c-Eg/s72-c/JH+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-4079867794511892337</id><published>2007-09-14T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:33:22.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rus2Uwo9WOI/AAAAAAAAALs/AWs0qFJm7GI/s1600-h/AR+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110237932463937762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rus2Uwo9WOI/AAAAAAAAALs/AWs0qFJm7GI/s320/AR+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(this is a clue in an amazing race that we are holding in davao for our volunteers here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go down to the shoe Ukay-Ukay dual sa Gaisano mall. Find Ramil and buy a pair of shoes from him for p50 or less. He will give you your next clue after you purchase his shoes. The pair of shoes you buy will have to be worn by a team member at the end of the race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;be sure to buy your shoes from Ramil since he is the one who will have your next clue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-4079867794511892337?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/4079867794511892337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=4079867794511892337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4079867794511892337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4079867794511892337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/09/10.html' title='# 10'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rus2Uwo9WOI/AAAAAAAAALs/AWs0qFJm7GI/s72-c/AR+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-1029889863902134692</id><published>2007-09-07T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T02:36:20.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RuEa4-XrSUI/AAAAAAAAALk/tadOZEUdovI/s1600-h/sm+Ofelia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107393018532153666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RuEa4-XrSUI/AAAAAAAAALk/tadOZEUdovI/s320/sm+Ofelia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ofelia and her family are an extra special blessing from God. She is the sister of one of my former patients' Mildred. Mildred delivered at mercy at the end of 2006. I saw Mildred in the clinic a couple weeks ago. She was accompanying one of her friends in labor. God really used Mildred's birth to bless me. I have written about her before. Her mother prayed over me as I was delivering her grand baby. That was so powerful to be prayed over while delivering a baby. Since her birth their family has always been special to me. When I saw Mildred a couple weeks ago she asked me if her sister could have her baby here at Mercy. She was already late in her pregnancy and couldn't deliver at Mercy unless I decided to take her as my own patient. Well I did of course, and God has blessed the situation. Ofelia and her family have just moved back to Davao from Bohol. Well this last weekend when I was in the clinic with another one of my patients, I saw Ofelia's mother there. She was there with her grand daughter in labor. This was her first great grandchild to be born. So Mildred was also there. Her granddaughter had an amazing birth. Many prayers and tears. This birth made me even more excited to get to deliver Ofelia's baby. She is due at the end of September. I saw Ofelia for a prenatal this last wednesday. She was such a blessing. After I finished praying for her, she prayed for our clinic and for the Filipinos in Davao, that they would come to know Jesus and be touched when they come to Mercy. When we were finished praying be both opened our eyes and said thank you! Please pray for this special family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-1029889863902134692?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/1029889863902134692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=1029889863902134692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/1029889863902134692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/1029889863902134692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/09/gods-blessings.html' title='God&apos;s Blessings'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RuEa4-XrSUI/AAAAAAAAALk/tadOZEUdovI/s72-c/sm+Ofelia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-4242392516431479889</id><published>2007-09-03T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T04:06:26.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rtvo3OXrSTI/AAAAAAAAALc/viH_S5R5TJc/s1600-h/Jackielou+Basalo+9-3-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105930638002440498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rtvo3OXrSTI/AAAAAAAAALc/viH_S5R5TJc/s320/Jackielou+Basalo+9-3-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Jackie Lou. She just delivered her second baby Sept 2. Jackie is very special too me. I was her midwife with her first baby in March 2006. This last spring I also was her sister's midwife. I was excited when I found out that Jackie was pregnant again and planning to have her baby at Mercy. She came in at 1 in the morning and labored throughout the night and delivered baby Rey Aldrin and 10:49 this morning. She came back to the clinic today for her 1 day checkup. That is when I snapped this picture of the whole family. They are very happy to now have a daughter and a son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtvomOXrSSI/AAAAAAAAALU/A3-ScZgjO3s/s1600-h/Jackie+Lou+Small+3-23-06.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105930345944664354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtvomOXrSSI/AAAAAAAAALU/A3-ScZgjO3s/s200/Jackie+Lou+Small+3-23-06.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture that I took of Jackie in March 2006 after her first baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-4242392516431479889?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/4242392516431479889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=4242392516431479889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4242392516431479889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4242392516431479889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-jackie-lou.html' title='Jackie'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rtvo3OXrSTI/AAAAAAAAALc/viH_S5R5TJc/s72-c/Jackielou+Basalo+9-3-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-3872406496506604801</id><published>2007-09-02T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T04:09:34.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtqS-OXrSQI/AAAAAAAAALE/wF2kUgRd-fI/s1600-h/JH+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105554725284825346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtqS-OXrSQI/AAAAAAAAALE/wF2kUgRd-fI/s320/JH+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtqSxuXrSPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BAfOjS-Znkw/s1600-h/JH+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105554510536460530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtqSxuXrSPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BAfOjS-Znkw/s200/JH+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey there my friends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot to say. I have been back in the Philippines for a little over a month and have dived right in. This little girl that I am holding in the pic is Sabina. She is a baby that I delivered this last february. Her father is a friend of mine. He brought her into the clinic for a visit. I had not seen her in 4 months. So I was pretty excited to see how beautiful she is. I don't often see babies that I deliver after they are 6 weeks old. So this was a real treat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now at Mercy we have a bunch of intern midwives from the states here helping out over the summer months when we are short staffed due to students being gone. We have a lovely bunch here this summer. We are getting to the end of the intern season. On september 7th our new students will arrive. We have a class of 12 starting this September. I am really excited for this class. 9 of the girls are going to move in the student dorm. The other ones are married and are already settled here in Davao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtqSoOXrSOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dtfhp0S-eI8/s1600-h/JH+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105554347327703266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtqSoOXrSOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dtfhp0S-eI8/s200/JH+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtqSguXrSNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/T5PS7r8QJRs/s1600-h/JH+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105554218478684370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtqSguXrSNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/T5PS7r8QJRs/s200/JH+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of Inday when she came for her 3 week visit. She is doing great! Her baby Kian is growing just as he should. She has been a blessing to me the last couple weeks. Inday is a good mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had another patient deliver. She had a wonderful birth. I also dleivered her first baby, so this delivery was extra special to have that connection. She had a little boy that they named Rey after his dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is hopping around here. Very busy in the birthing business. I am just so blessed to be here. God is teaching me so much. I am humbled that he would keep teaching me and changing me in the ways that he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-3872406496506604801?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/3872406496506604801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=3872406496506604801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3872406496506604801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3872406496506604801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/09/babies.html' title='Babies!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RtqS-OXrSQI/AAAAAAAAALE/wF2kUgRd-fI/s72-c/JH+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-3021505856235321741</id><published>2007-08-15T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T01:33:14.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lechon!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RsK5uavpy9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/VfLfvumjh6M/s1600-h/JH+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098841935241137106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RsK5uavpy9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/VfLfvumjh6M/s320/JH+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Lois and I were on our way to the post office today to pick up the clinic mail. On our way to the jeepney we ran into some of our neighbors roasting lechon (pig). They were roasting it alongside the street. It was quite the site. When they saw that I had a camera they got all excited and were calling out at us to take a picture. So of course I obliged them, and then on the way back home a took a few more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RsK5VKvpy7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/tV4pOoLdYMs/s1600-h/JH+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098841501449440178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RsK5VKvpy7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/tV4pOoLdYMs/s200/JH+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been back in the Philippines for a little less than 2 weeks. It feels a lot long than that. I am blessed to be here and get to serve in the clinic again. This morning I had a prenatal clinic. We had 70 women show up for checkups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-3021505856235321741?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/3021505856235321741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=3021505856235321741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3021505856235321741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3021505856235321741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/08/lechon.html' title='Lechon!!!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RsK5uavpy9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/VfLfvumjh6M/s72-c/JH+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-1483980119893363656</id><published>2007-08-06T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:12:32.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Christian Aya-ay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rrfsl6vpy3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/iHiJrqgDuPk/s1600-h/jh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rrfsl6vpy3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/iHiJrqgDuPk/s320/jh1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095801639561448306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning I got a text saying that my friend N-day was at the clinic in labor.  I have known N-day from when I was here in 2003 as a student.  I took responsibility of her care and was her midwife for her first baby.  This last spring I found out she was pregnant again and decided that I would love to be her midwife again.  The only problem was that she was due just around the time that I was planning on coming back to the Philippines.  There was a big possibility that she would deliver before I got back.  Luckily she waited for me to return.  She arrived at the clinic at 5am in good labor.  She delivered a little after 8am to a cute little boy.  They were really excited, their first baby was a girl.  Everything went smoothly. I was so blessed to be able to share this experience with her.  What a cool way to jump back into life here!  I found out after the birth that N-day and her partner had a wedding date today for 11am.  Unfortunately they were not able to make it to their wedding, it made for good laughs though.&lt;br /&gt;I am adjusting well to being back.  Tomorrow night I officially jump into things with working the night shift.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RrfsRKvpy2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/NeDxxcEdw7M/s1600-h/jh+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RrfsRKvpy2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/NeDxxcEdw7M/s200/jh+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095801283079162722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rrfr_qvpy1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Ui84g6b-Tzs/s1600-h/JH+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rrfr_qvpy1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Ui84g6b-Tzs/s200/JH+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095800982431451986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-1483980119893363656?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/1483980119893363656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=1483980119893363656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/1483980119893363656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/1483980119893363656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/08/baby-christian-aya-ay.html' title='Baby Christian Aya-ay!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rrfsl6vpy3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/iHiJrqgDuPk/s72-c/jh1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-8720957023227903763</id><published>2007-08-03T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T17:07:30.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RrO8k6vpy0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/zr-lwty1a80/s1600-h/JH+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RrO8k6vpy0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/zr-lwty1a80/s320/JH+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094622945916603202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have completed my journey back to the Philippines.  I got in last night around 7 in the evening after 45+ hours of traveling.  It is great being back.  So much has changed since I have been gone.  New house, new roomie, the clinic is rearranged, and some of the girls have moved on, aka graduated. I woke up this morning at 4am which is to be expected with jet lag.  Today my goal is to unpack and try to find places to put all my stuff.  I am pretty intimidated by the task at hand.  I start work in the clinic on the 8th.  That gives me a couple of days to get situated.  I want to thank those who were praying for me on the journey.  I am in a peaceful state.  My verse for today is Psalm 16:11&lt;br /&gt;       "You will make known to me the path of life; In your presence is fullness of joy;  In your right hand there are pleasures forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RrO8ZKvpyzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QlKHKpV25bc/s1600-h/JH+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RrO8ZKvpyzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QlKHKpV25bc/s200/JH+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094622744053140274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RrO8OKvpyyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dreJJnYl4ug/s1600-h/JH+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RrO8OKvpyyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dreJJnYl4ug/s200/JH+11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094622555074579234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pictures of my travelings this past week.  The one on the left is in Portland OR, and the one of the left is in the bay of Portland Maine, on a 90 ft sail boat.&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-8720957023227903763?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/8720957023227903763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=8720957023227903763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8720957023227903763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8720957023227903763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-completed-my-journey-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RrO8k6vpy0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/zr-lwty1a80/s72-c/JH+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-5028412399074994750</id><published>2007-07-24T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:44:30.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-54.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-54.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=9349716&amp;site=widget-54.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=9349716&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-54.slide.com/p1/9349716/ms_t047_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=9349716&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-54.slide.com/p2/9349716/ms_t047_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-5028412399074994750?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/5028412399074994750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=5028412399074994750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/5028412399074994750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/5028412399074994750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-2175793018066315613</id><published>2007-07-24T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T00:11:43.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week Left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RqboV6vpyxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/s7suUyRWh-E/s1600-h/JH+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091011892032949010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RqboV6vpyxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/s7suUyRWh-E/s320/JH+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was my last day in Oregon. Tomorrow I embark on an adventure back east! As in Maine. Every 3 or 4 years my mother's side of the family has a reunion, this year I was lucky enough to get to make it. I am traveling with my mother, sister, and grandmother on this trip. I am excited! I will get to see family I have not seen in 7 years. I missed the last reunion cause I was in the philippines. This will also be the first time in a long time to have some travel buddies. Tomorrow we will fly into Boston then drive to Rockport where we will spend 2 nights with my great uncle, then off to Maine for 4 or 5 nights. Our family owns a cabin on a lake. I must say it's a great way to go, spending the last days in a lake and filling on lobster. I will fly from Boston back to the Philippines on August 1st. I am very happy to say that my time at home was very eventful. I got to spend a lot of good time entertaining dear friends and even making some new ones :) I also spent a lot of time in the boat doing what a girl does best... Fishing! I filled my fishing quota for the summer, I am now satisfied for another year, well hopefully :) I am excited to get back to the Philippines and get back into live at Mercy. For all of you that are there, I am comin home soon! Oh Boy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-2175793018066315613?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/2175793018066315613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=2175793018066315613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/2175793018066315613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/2175793018066315613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/07/1-week-pa.html' title='1 Week Left!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RqboV6vpyxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/s7suUyRWh-E/s72-c/JH+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-4911584717953080756</id><published>2007-06-10T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T15:03:42.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the States</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxyyekezXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eZQ10rtMhD8/s1600-h/JH+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074557091664809330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxyyekezXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eZQ10rtMhD8/s320/JH+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey everyone! I have been back in the states now for about a week and a half. Life is going well. The first couple days I was back I spent migrating down through Oregon. I spent my first night with Briana in Portland. It was so GREAT! to see her. I wish I could of been there longer. I then headed south and spent the night with my sister in Corvallis. GO BEAVERS! Then I made my way down to Eugene where I spent 2 nights with the Dashers. This was most enjoyable. I got to meet Niaya and bond all over again with Analyse. She is something else. She is walking and talking and still the center of attention. She is very much in love with her little sister, always giving her kisses and excitingly saying Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxyhOkezWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/q58K1ATdm5U/s1600-h/JH+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074556795312065890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxyhOkezWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/q58K1ATdm5U/s200/JH+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxyWekezVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/t4uID_KF9lY/s1600-h/JH+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074556610628472146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxyWekezVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/t4uID_KF9lY/s200/JH+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a couple of needed days in Eugene I headed down the coast a little more to meet my parents in Reedsport. I find it funny that I reunited with my parents on a fishing extravaganza, seems appropriate though. We went perch fishing which was my first time fishing for perch. We caught like 50. It was tons of fun. Since then I have been content in Bandon with the occasional trip up north or south to catch some fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxyBukezUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/CJjQVhVZ7Gc/s1600-h/JH+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074556254146186562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxyBukezUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/CJjQVhVZ7Gc/s200/JH+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wednesday night I got a call from Staci saying that they were planning a trip to Crater Lake but the weather wasn't so great so they were wondering if they could come and visit Bandon instead. I was of course thrilled. They would come the next day and stay the night. They also brought Shane's Mom (Bonnie), and cousins Jaime, and Lindsey. We had lots of great conversation and took a sunset walk on the beach. They are planning on coming back down at the end of next week for 3 or 4 nights. I am sure a lot of you are jealous about the time we got to spend together, and you have just reason to be cause it is all I imagined it to be. All of you who are planning on seeing them this summer are going to be blessed. This next week Jenn is making her way up north and is planning on stopping by. I am excited to see her, she might even come when Shane and Staci are down. I miss you all in the Philippines! I am excited to come back and live life with you again. To all others who happen to read this blog, God bless you all and if you live in the Bandon area I would love to visit with you while I am home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxxF-kezQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0Irsn71ZQ7o/s1600-h/JH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074555227649002754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxxF-kezQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0Irsn71ZQ7o/s200/JH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rmxw4-kezPI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SzMzGoyky_Q/s1600-h/JH+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074555004310703346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rmxw4-kezPI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SzMzGoyky_Q/s200/JH+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-4911584717953080756?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/4911584717953080756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=4911584717953080756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4911584717953080756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4911584717953080756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-everyone-i-have-been-back-in-states_10.html' title='Back in the States'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RmxyyekezXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eZQ10rtMhD8/s72-c/JH+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-8562055643475924611</id><published>2007-05-29T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T00:25:55.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RlvTUrl-6UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AyxRCpa5aVs/s1600-h/sm+airplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069878157788506434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RlvTUrl-6UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AyxRCpa5aVs/s320/sm+airplane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have finally come to the day where I am on my way home. Yesterday I started my journey up to Manila where I stayed with 2 old friends of mine that were students the same time I was, Naomi and Nicole. It was great to get to see and visit them. I haven't seen them for over 3 years now. This morning I woke up and headed for the Manila International Airport.  Something amazing happened that I would never to expect at that airport.  I made it through check-in and immigration in about 20 min.  You are told to arrive 3 hours before the flight to have enough time to make it through all of that.  So it was great I had 2 1/2 hours to relax before having to board.  Now I am in Hong Kong awaiting my flight to San Franciso.   Then I fly to Portland from there.  I am excited to go home for a break.  I get 2 months in Oregon!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last couple weeks in Davao have gone by really fast!  2 days after I wrote my last blog AiAi delivered.  Unfortunately she had to deliver in the hospital.  She gave birth to a baby boy.  I went and visited her the next day.  She had a normal delivery, the baby was doing okay also.  Thank you so much for your prayer and support this year.  I will keep you updated on my summer activies back in Oregon.  I am planning of going back to the Philippines at the beginning of August.  I am commited through the next summer, although there is always the possibility of staying longer :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-8562055643475924611?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/8562055643475924611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=8562055643475924611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8562055643475924611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8562055643475924611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/05/going-home.html' title='Going Home'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RlvTUrl-6UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AyxRCpa5aVs/s72-c/sm+airplane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-8959847102440802135</id><published>2007-05-07T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:13:31.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 babies in 1 day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7NJK6DmDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Dy159DEmH5A/s1600-h/Archelie+5-7-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061708588641392690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7NJK6DmDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Dy159DEmH5A/s320/Archelie+5-7-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I saw Che Che for a post partum check. It has now been 4 days since she had delivered. Both her and baby Lester are doing well.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I delivered 2 babies! I average about 1 a month so 2 in one day is pretty exciting. I worked night shift on saturday night. We were pretty busy, having 3 babies born on our shift, and 1 right at shift change. I ended up staying a couple hours after shift to finish up caring for my patient and her baby. I ended up getting home around 10 in the morning and quickly went to sleep since I didn't sleep that night. Around 3 in the afternoon I was woken up by a text. One of my continuities (Rose) was in labor and wanting to come into the clinic. I went to the clinic to meet her. She was in good labor, having contractions just a couple minutes apart. By 9 pm she delivered a little, well rather large baby girl! I was so excited for her. She named the baby Angel Grace. I was at Rose's last birth when I was a student here in 2003. I got home by midnight, very tired, but happy with how the day went. God was good to give me strength to make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7Mh66DmCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Tf7WIjQyTYM/s1600-h/bath+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061707914331527202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7Mh66DmCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Tf7WIjQyTYM/s200/bath+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7MBq6DmBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fsrAYS2dUCE/s1600-h/Angel+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061707360280746002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7MBq6DmBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fsrAYS2dUCE/s200/Angel+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7L4q6DmAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QId2BAldqRo/s1600-h/Rose+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061707205661923330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7L4q6DmAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QId2BAldqRo/s200/Rose+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-8959847102440802135?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/8959847102440802135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=8959847102440802135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8959847102440802135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/8959847102440802135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-i-saw-che-che-for-post-partum.html' title='2 babies in 1 day!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7NJK6DmDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Dy159DEmH5A/s72-c/Archelie+5-7-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-2024800108162087398</id><published>2007-05-06T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:11:23.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai Ai &amp; JB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7ET66Dl9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/nBPvrj5lY_w/s1600-h/Ai+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061698877720336338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7ET66Dl9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/nBPvrj5lY_w/s320/Ai+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7ENK6Dl8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/9E_JsZPCRT0/s1600-h/Ai+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061698761756219330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7ENK6Dl8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/9E_JsZPCRT0/s320/Ai+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my friend Ai Ai and her son JB. JB was born in November 2005. Ai Ai is very precious to me. I have known her for 4 years and have seen her pregnant 3 times. Now she is pregnant with her 3rd baby. She is due the day I am flying back to the states. I am praying that she will deliver before I leave. In January JB got a really serious pneumonia. He was hospitalized for 5 weeks. We did not know if he was going to survive. He suffered brain damage from lack of oxygen and high fever. Since he has gotten out of the hospital he has made amazing progress! He is now making eye contact with people, smiling, reaching for things, and making noises. I am amazed by what he is able to do. Please pray with me that God will keep healing his little body. That one day he will be able to walk and talk. Please pray also for Ai Ai that she will have a normal birth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-2024800108162087398?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/2024800108162087398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=2024800108162087398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/2024800108162087398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/2024800108162087398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-my-friend-ai-ai-and-her-son-jb.html' title='Ai Ai &amp; JB'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Rj7ET66Dl9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/nBPvrj5lY_w/s72-c/Ai+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-7320411659232311569</id><published>2007-05-03T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T02:43:50.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hammocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RjmuAq6Dl4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/-J-IK7sMGbI/s1600-h/al+and+sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060266982868490114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RjmuAq6Dl4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/-J-IK7sMGbI/s320/al+and+sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of Sarah's friends (the one in the purple) know how to make hammocks.  Last night he brought over 3 for us.  These are really cool cause the double as sleeping bags.  They are made with a zipper to zip up the sides.  We were having a lot of fun with them last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-7320411659232311569?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/7320411659232311569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=7320411659232311569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/7320411659232311569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/7320411659232311569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/05/hammocks.html' title='Hammocks'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RjmuAq6Dl4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/-J-IK7sMGbI/s72-c/al+and+sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-6790628090942299053</id><published>2007-05-03T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T02:06:58.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally the baby has arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RjmiLq6Dl3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/UJkuHdzRHw0/s1600-h/Archelie+Amorin+5-3-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060253977707517810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RjmiLq6Dl3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/UJkuHdzRHw0/s320/Archelie+Amorin+5-3-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Early this morning at 4:16am, Che Che gave birth to this little boy who at this point is still without a name.  This birth was an answer to prayer.  Che was developing complications.  She came for a prenatal yesterday and I didn't know if she was going to be able to deliver at Mercy.  At 1 am I got a text from her saying that she her labor started and she was headed to the clinic.  When I got to the clinic she was already there and seemed to be in a lot of pain.  Everything checked out okay and she was able to stay.  Her labor progressed well.  It actually was almost exactly like her last one, as in the way events unfolded.  I was so excited when it was finally time for her to deliver.  There is always the possibility that a women will have to be taken to the hospital if problems arise during labor.  I was happy that her labor was coming to an end and everything was still okay.  We did not know the sex of the baby before he was born.  Che che's previous 2 babies are girls, so having a boy was a great suprise.  Everything continued to go well after the birth too.  I am thankful for God's faithfulness.  He blessed Che Che with a normal birth, and a healthy baby boy weighing in at 6.02 lbs.  Please continue to pray for this family that both mother and baby with stay in good health and the transition will go smoothly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RjmiDa6Dl2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/OOgPO0pBiFs/s1600-h/sm+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060253835973597026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RjmiDa6Dl2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/OOgPO0pBiFs/s320/sm+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-6790628090942299053?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/6790628090942299053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=6790628090942299053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6790628090942299053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6790628090942299053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-baby-has-arrived.html' title='Finally the baby has arrived'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RjmiLq6Dl3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/UJkuHdzRHw0/s72-c/Archelie+Amorin+5-3-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-6314354909613909048</id><published>2007-04-24T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T09:42:12.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4v5LYRtUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Sqo1n-QbSWU/s1600-h/SM+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057032090937308482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4v5LYRtUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Sqo1n-QbSWU/s320/SM+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend I attended the wedding of my friend Amor.  I have known her from when I first came to the philippines in 2003.  As you can see the wedding was outdoors overlooking the ocean.  They had a beautiful ceramony followed by a great reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4vr7YRtTI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HGrIcYd1Sv0/s1600-h/SM+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057031863304041778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4vr7YRtTI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HGrIcYd1Sv0/s320/SM+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4vlbYRtSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MeD9MeVcjJ8/s1600-h/SM+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057031751634892066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4vlbYRtSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MeD9MeVcjJ8/s320/SM+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4ve7YRtRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-Mp4kTqZ0xg/s1600-h/SM+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057031639965742354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4ve7YRtRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-Mp4kTqZ0xg/s320/SM+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4vHLYRtQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7vFQMH6rHfs/s1600-h/SM+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057031231943849218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4vHLYRtQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7vFQMH6rHfs/s320/SM+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that the best wedding "tradition" they had was the releasing of the doves, or "butterflies."  Amor wanted the guests to release butterflies as a symbol of us becoming new beautiful creations in christ.  They handed out live butterflies to each of us which were folded in paper.  We all took out the butterflies and released them at the same time.  What a joyous moment! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-6314354909613909048?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/6314354909613909048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=6314354909613909048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6314354909613909048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/6314354909613909048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/04/wedding.html' title='A Wedding'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/Ri4v5LYRtUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Sqo1n-QbSWU/s72-c/SM+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-3297394267991348036</id><published>2007-04-18T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T01:55:26.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week And A Half To Go!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RiXZw4g2biI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4ZetK7eT96c/s1600-h/sm+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054685590620368418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RiXZw4g2biI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4ZetK7eT96c/s320/sm+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Archie! Only a week and a half to go untill her due date. I saw her today in the clinic. She is doing great. I also did a prenatal on a woman I knew from when I was a student here in 2003. She was a continuity of Bethany. I assisted at her birth. It was just bethany and I at her birth cause the night she gave birth was one of the busiest shifts I've ever worked. I think we had 7 or 8 births on the shift. I have seen this woman in prenatals over the last couple of months and I knew I knew her from before. I just couldn't place her. Today I took her as a continuity so I will get to be at her birth again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-3297394267991348036?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/3297394267991348036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=3297394267991348036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3297394267991348036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/3297394267991348036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-archie-only-week-and-half-to-go.html' title='A Week And A Half To Go!!!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RiXZw4g2biI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4ZetK7eT96c/s72-c/sm+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-500461745195410241</id><published>2007-04-15T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T01:10:11.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New best friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RiHbjWsovmI/AAAAAAAAADk/9Ez5Dmovoac/s1600-h/sm++1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053561657321111138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RiHbjWsovmI/AAAAAAAAADk/9Ez5Dmovoac/s320/sm++1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Today I worked day shift and we had a special suprise. Both of these baby boys decided to enter the world at the same time, 8:14am. It was one of the mother's first babies and the other ones' sixth. Heather's (the one on the left) weighed in at 7.02 lbs, and Megan's weighed in at 7.01 lbs. This is the first time I experienced 2 babies being born at the same time. I have had before babies being a couple minutes apart but not at the SAME time. Luckily both of the births were pretty normal. Thank God for his little treasures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-500461745195410241?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/500461745195410241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=500461745195410241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/500461745195410241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/500461745195410241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-i-worked-day-shift-and-we-had.html' title='New best friends!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RiHbjWsovmI/AAAAAAAAADk/9Ez5Dmovoac/s72-c/sm++1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-176176035151920405</id><published>2007-04-09T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T03:21:02.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Archie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhoPK-Zu2SI/AAAAAAAAADc/jvgxFPxiASw/s1600-h/Archelie+Amorin+9-24-05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051366613273467170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhoPK-Zu2SI/AAAAAAAAADc/jvgxFPxiASw/s320/Archelie+Amorin+9-24-05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Archelie&lt;/span&gt; and her husband taken September 2005. Archie is now pregnant again with her third baby. I had the honor of delivering Archie's second baby (above), I saw her in the clinic a couple months ago pregnant again! I decided to take her as a continuity since I was her midwife the last time around and I really enjoy her. She is due the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; of this month! So really any day she could deliver. I am excited for it. I will keep you updated. Archie is one of 4 ladies that I currently have as continuities that I've also previously delivered. Continuing relationships with the women through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;consecutive&lt;/span&gt; pregnancies great. I will write you about the others another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-176176035151920405?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/176176035151920405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=176176035151920405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/176176035151920405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/176176035151920405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/04/archie.html' title='Archie'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhoPK-Zu2SI/AAAAAAAAADc/jvgxFPxiASw/s72-c/Archelie+Amorin+9-24-05.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-7847123890302432956</id><published>2007-04-03T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T09:14:53.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun day on the boat!</title><content type='html'>I had a great day today.  I went on a boat trip with Starla and her parents and Lois.  Starla's parents have been in the Philippines for a little less then a week visiting her.  Starla really wanted them to experience a boat trip while they were here, so they rented a boat.  Luckily I wasn't working so I was also able to go.  This is a picture of Starla, Lois, and I.  Starla and Lois are both students here at Newlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049214788096862930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJqGQ8pqtI/AAAAAAAAADM/m6nEdlWw-9M/s200/w1.jpg" width="401" border="0" /&gt;While we were waiting to depart the wharf, we had a lot of filipino salespeople board our boat trying to sell us their products.  We first had a lady selling bags of oranges, then a another with peanuts, then water and chips.  The best one though was the guy with sunglasses.  None of us had sunglasses.  It is common for people to sell fake raybans on the street here, and that is what the guy had to offer.  So we each bought a pair for the trip.  We are sporting them in the picture above.  Once leaving the harbor it takes about 45 min to get to our destination which is called the coral gardens.  It is a reef off the island of Talikod.  We spent a couple hours there exploring the reef.  Then we headed to the beach for lunch.  Below is a picture of the beach and little huts you can eat under.  For lunch we brought peanut butter and jellly sandwitches, fruit, and some of my special stash of smoked salmon and duck jerky from home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJp-Q8pqsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qviWI4T9UgY/s1600-h/w2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049214650657909442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJp-Q8pqsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qviWI4T9UgY/s200/w2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the beach we were approached by guy wanting to sell us pearls.  I wasn't too interested in them untill I found out that the guy selling pearls (Lando) was the son of Pastor Joseph.  Pastor Joseph is the pastor of a Bajao church here in Davao.  The Bajao people are a group of sea gypsies that live on huts over the water.  While my mother was here visiting me in December I took her to Pastor Joseph's church.  It was an amazing experience neither of us will soon forget.  I was excited to have that connection with Lando. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJp1Q8pqrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/upOA8dagOKs/s1600-h/w15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049214496039086770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJp1Q8pqrI/AAAAAAAAAC8/upOA8dagOKs/s200/w15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Picture above is Lando, Starla, Lois, then the friend of Lando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After talking for a while Lando and his friend wanted to toss the football.  So Lois, Starla, Lando and his buddy tossed the football for a while.  Football is not something that play here.  I once had the football in a coffee shop cause I was needing to bring it to a later engagement.  One of the guys that worked there thought that the football was my purse.  They just don't know what it is.  It was really great seeing the joy on the guys faces as they were figuring out how to toss it around.  It was so great to get to do that with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJpQw8pqqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YJs6qkLMeXk/s1600-h/w3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049213868973861538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJpQw8pqqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YJs6qkLMeXk/s200/w3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After football Lando wanted to take us for a ride in his little fishing boat so we one by one went out for rides.  First Starla went.   She came back soaking wet from the waves splashing.  Lando wanted Lois and I to wear life jackets just incase.  So to make him feel more secure we suited up.  I was to go next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJpIg8pqpI/AAAAAAAAACs/7D5s355zNZI/s1600-h/w4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049213727239940754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJpIg8pqpI/AAAAAAAAACs/7D5s355zNZI/s200/w4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They pulled the boat close enough to the shore to make it easy to get in.  I was really excited for the experience.  I sat in the bottom of the boat and then off we went.  The waves were pretty choppy at that point so getting out into the water took some time.  Every wave would splash into the boat.  Lando kept appologizing.  It was pretty funny.  So once we got out to a certian point we were able to go fast!  It was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJpBA8pqoI/AAAAAAAAACk/bjC-hW15MCM/s1600-h/w5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049213598390921858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJpBA8pqoI/AAAAAAAAACk/bjC-hW15MCM/s200/w5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lando's boat has written on the side, "GOD PEOPLE," also he has the name of his wife written on it, "KIRISSA."  He testifies to everyone who sees him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJo1w8pqnI/AAAAAAAAACc/G8b3nYRiOvU/s1600-h/w6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049213405117393522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJo1w8pqnI/AAAAAAAAACc/G8b3nYRiOvU/s200/w6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So one of the more comical events of the day was my fake raybans I purchased before the boat trip.  The frames were a brown plastic.  For some reason the paint stained my face around my nose and eyebrows.  The picture below doesn't really do it justice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJosg8pqmI/AAAAAAAAACU/peOKWo_qfKI/s1600-h/w7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049213246203603554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJosg8pqmI/AAAAAAAAACU/peOKWo_qfKI/s200/w7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a picture of Lois after she went on her boat ride.  After every ride Lando would have to empty water out of the bottom of the boat from the waves splashing in during the ride.  That is what he is doing in the picture below.  After we finished the rides we offered them peanut butter and jelly sandwitches.  Peanut butter and jelly is a very foreign food to them, we were curious to see if they would like them.  They ate the sandwitches, I don't know how much they enjoyed them though.  I also offered some duck jerky.  Lando tried it but didn't like it at all.  We all had a good laugh about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJoiw8pqlI/AAAAAAAAACM/IRwn0wQjyUY/s1600-h/w8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049213078699878994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJoiw8pqlI/AAAAAAAAACM/IRwn0wQjyUY/s200/w8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After chatting with they guys a little longer we headed back to the boat and went back to the coral gardens for our afternoon dip.  By this time we all pretty much had our fair share of sun but back in the water we went.  I discovered something that I have never done when snorkeling before.  I would go down about 20 ft or so and then turn over and face up toward the sky and just let myself float to the surface slowly.  It is so amazing!  I felt as if I was in another world, weightless and just being, looking up toward the brightness.  I couldn't get enough of it, I had to keep diving back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJoHA8pqkI/AAAAAAAAACE/9EB0qEM0qA0/s1600-h/w9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049212601958509122" style="WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJoHA8pqkI/AAAAAAAAACE/9EB0qEM0qA0/s200/w9.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJn_w8pqjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ogb_2OLY2LQ/s1600-h/w10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049212477404457522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJn_w8pqjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ogb_2OLY2LQ/s200/w10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the coral garden.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJnxA8pqiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/z8M2QT8q55o/s1600-h/w11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049212224001387042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJnxA8pqiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/z8M2QT8q55o/s200/w11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJnoA8pqhI/AAAAAAAAABs/CmY1g-jm6D4/s1600-h/w12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049212069382564370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJnoA8pqhI/AAAAAAAAABs/CmY1g-jm6D4/s200/w12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So by the end of it we were well spent.  Lois (above) had decided enough was enough.  No more sun for her.  The guy sitting behing Starla and Lois was the captian on our boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJnPg8pqgI/AAAAAAAAABk/RAdoRKuEk4g/s1600-h/w13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049211648475769346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJnPg8pqgI/AAAAAAAAABk/RAdoRKuEk4g/s200/w13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are at the end of the day heading back to Davao in the way distance.  All in all it was a great day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-7847123890302432956?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/7847123890302432956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=7847123890302432956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/7847123890302432956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/7847123890302432956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/04/fun-day-on-boat.html' title='Fun day on the boat!'/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RhJqGQ8pqtI/AAAAAAAAADM/m6nEdlWw-9M/s72-c/w1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433700252145776157.post-4014328864890468216</id><published>2007-03-21T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:02:22.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prenatal day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RgFVfKBhTUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MLdv_bbYL6k/s1600-h/IMG_1530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044407051386703170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RgFVfKBhTUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MLdv_bbYL6k/s320/IMG_1530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I worked in the prenatal clinic at Mercy Maternity Center. Prenatal days are exciting! We normally have anywhere from 50-80 women show up for prenatals on any given day. One by one the women make their way into our clinic and up into the waiting room where they wait for the events of the morning to start. We start at 8:00 am with a few songs of worship. This morning we started with a fun song that translates to say: I am a child of God, You are a child of God, We all are children of God, so lets wave our hands and shake our hips and turn around. We sing this song in partners which makes it very fun and interactive. After singing our pastora Bebing gives a morning devotional to the women, after that then we have a health teaching. Today I taught the women about postpartum care, or care they will recieve after the baby is born. It is really fun to teach and joke around with them. After the health teaching the women then are brought in in order to the prenatal room where the midwives are waiting. Then we go through a stack of charts 60 tall till all the women are seen. I really enjoy getting to interact with the pregnant women (aka buntis). It's another opportunity to show God's love to people who are really desperate for love. A prenatal visit consists of some dialog about how they are doing in there pregnancy and giving advice. We also access the size and position of the baby inside the womb. Normally I start by lifting up their shirt enough to expose their pooch then I gently rub my hand and over their abdomen and talk to the baby saying, "Good morning baby, how are you today?" The women love it! It is also empowering to show the women where their baby is laying inside of their abdomen. Finally when all the talking and examining is done then we finish with praying with each women. This in my opinion is the best part. Today praying for the women was very special. I asked each of them what they wanted prayer for. Normally I just pray for them, but today I felt that I needed to ask. I loved the look on these women's faces when I asked. The majority of them responded with a bright smile and lively eyes. I love getting to intercede for these women. I know that God touches their hearts when they come into the clinic and that is what I am here for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433700252145776157-4014328864890468216?l=midwifejonna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/feeds/4014328864890468216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433700252145776157&amp;postID=4014328864890468216' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4014328864890468216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433700252145776157/posts/default/4014328864890468216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifejonna.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-i-worked-in-prenatal-clinic-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742561816872503630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QVUKHlUyFk/RgFVfKBhTUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MLdv_bbYL6k/s72-c/IMG_1530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
