My daughter was born. I reached for her but I was strapped down. They
told me
not to touch her and whisked her away. They talked about the hospital picnic while stitching up the episiotomy. Then they transferred me to a gurney and parked me in the hallway. I laid there alone wondering where my baby was. Then a nurse - I assume she was a nurse - came up behind me. I could only see her hand come around as she pulled my chin up. She tossed a pill down my throat and said, "You should not be breastfeeding. That will dry up your milk." I never saw her face. No one ever explained why they thought I was incapable. I wondered if they would let me take her home. I'm still angry and sad. Have things changed? |