I just saw this news story about a woman giving birth to her 9th baby in the car!
This very thing has been on my mind lately because I have had to change my delivery plans. You see, due to some allegedly unsafe practices, four malpractice lawsuits, and the (allegedly) avoidable death of a newborn, my OB decided, in the middle of my pregnancy, that he could no longer, in good conscience, deliver babies in our small town hospital.
I have loved my OB, who has delivered my last 2, and I am very thankful that he alerted me to the potential for a less than safe birth, but that means that I have to drive for over an hour to get to the “big city” where my new OB delivers. That might not seem like much of a big deal to some, but I have a history of extremely quick deliveries. As in, 15 minutes after getting to the hospital, quick!
Sooooo…. I am a little nervous about making it in time, since it will be my 7th delivery. Our preacher’s wife has told me that she had her 3rd baby in their car on the way to the hospital. Fortunately, she had a feeling such a thing might happen, so she had prepared ahead of time with a blanket, a towel, and a bucket already in the car. She said her husband had to pull over, deliver the baby, and then continue to the hospital.
I think I’ll put a few supplies in the car just to be prepared for anything. I really hope I won’t need them, because my husband is NOT the type to deal well with anything, uh, well, slimy or excretory in nature!