I was 18 years old and like most teenagers I was in complete existential crisis: who'll take the road 'in life, how I want to be great, and what' right and thing 'wrong .....
Today, we have many roads open before us are pervaded by the desire to do the right thing, we are afraid of losing the opportunities that life gives us ... .. however, in the end, the way that you can 'and take' one, and you have to follow it up at the bottom.
Who knows' whether it was' cause I was afraid of making mistakes that I ended up leaving the choice to choose life: I was in love with a guy like me who attended the Art Institute of Ceramics in Faenza, a few more years' great and spring after 18 years I realized I was pregnant. The strange thing, given the situation, I had finished going to school, money in the house there were few, since we were three brothers, we were all still studying, my parents were farmers and were not wealthy, what's really strange today to think about it, and 'I was thrilled to be pregnant!
I was happy to wait for a child in my head and I saw his eyes, dark and deep good: just the eyes of Priscilla! It was as if someone was coming at last I knew was coming, and was a source of joy for me to be able to finally meet.
Francis, my boyfriend and future father, had, for a year, started work in some ceramic factory in Sassuolo, and we got married in August, just weeks before my nineteenth birthday.
A month later we were married the first problems began between us: I discovered that Francis had a difficult temperament, raised his voice to every thing that annoyed me and this was a source of suffering. I started to fall asleep after piangendo.Magari tried to make amends, but meanwhile there had been outbursts of anger, quarrels, arguments aloud.
but I 'had been brought up with the idea that marriage and' indissoluble and, despite the fact that shortly after I got married I came home from my pleasure, I stayed with my husband. Sure, there were also times when the tranquil and friendly, and above all I felt that he was basically good. But what the most 'important thing was that he kept us in this baby coming.
Even today I wonder if it would have been better off had the marriage quickly. Prisca has also suffered from this way of doing, but 'he had his father around, to which it has always wanted her so well and of course to him.
short in this picture is not entirely idyllic Prisca was born.
I attended the final year of a three-year course of Design Art Institute in Faenza.
I went to school with her belly until Friday. On Saturday I went to the hospital and my baby was born in the first ten minutes of Sunday. Regular part. Until a few minutes before giving birth, pain and the other from a reading Mickey: You know how boring that I could wait another pain without doing anything!
In delivery room was my mom to see me with the pains were the lucciconi, then added 'to my cousin Paola Levet with tears: I was sorry to make her suffer, but now I could do nothing but force me to myself. And so 'I thought all women who had given birth to the beginning of time and I saw them pull them' in front, were many, had made it almost all, I would have made myself. Meanwhile
I stayed quiet reading Mickey that I had made to buy for the occasion. The midwife said, 'until' law means that it is not 'born again now. " Prisca After half an hour was out. It was 0.10 on Sunday. The
weighed, washed, an interminable time before you make me see: that systems were absurd in 1979. I was impatient to see her, although I must say that in the meantime was giving me the points and making a bad dog, then I could not claim my small ... then they finally here ', on top of me, wrapped in a cloth, and violet any resemblance to his father ... I had a moment of perplexity '! Meanwhile, the gynecologist
who had witnessed the birth took her hand, was thin Prisca, duechilinovecentogrammi for fifty centimeters in length, and, observing it, said he had long fingers and thin and would do ol'ostetrica the pianist: he had the gift of foresight that doctor .
Then I took it again, then kept them in the nursery, away from women in labor, and put me in a bed in a room of motherhood ', to shiver with cold.
the morning at five o'clock I finally brought her back: it was already 'less purple and I thought' a marvel. From there 'on me, are watched, adored, pampered, always. When he finally
they sent us home I could look at what I wanted: I spent hours watching, admiring and looking and seemed like a miracle for me and Prisca 'was a miracle in my life, a gift from heaven.
Then it was time to go back to school, I wanted to finish the course, there was to do a thesis examination.
Prisca was born in February and March I returned to school.
the morning before going to school, I pulled the milk, put it in a bottle and Priscilla stayed with my mother, who gave her milk bottle in the middle of the 'morning.
The organization was perfect. Unfortunately, small enough not growing, despite eating voraciously '.
maternity 'pediatrician told me about the suspect, as an examination of meconium (the first poop) of a certain genetic disease, so if there were problems approaching them.
was forty days old when she was hospitalized the first time. Exams exams, my scricciolina looked like a lab rat. Every morning he invented new tortures them in the day. It was quite a rare event, to be studied.
After two weeks in hospital, where I slept on the floor on an inflatable camping mattress is not going away from my baby, I wanted to go home.
I told the doctor and convinced him to give up, against the promise I'd given at the end of the school.
Now fortunately have adopted the method to send home as soon as possible, then kept in the hospital ... an interminable time.
After school her back in the hospital, as agreed with the pediatrician. What a bad idea
them back! had four months and after a week that was there ', beyond the endless array of torture-related examinations, bronchitis was the first: it was so early that' my distrust of doctors and hospitals.
I know that sometimes it can not 'do without and we have learned too well, but you must be very alert. We must take special care of self: find out as much 'as possible, be aware of everything that concerns us, trust subject to all doctors: how good they may be, no doctor and' best doctor himself!
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