The watcher at the OR window signals to our team. We start the Apgar timer and wait.
All tagged infant
The watcher at the OR window signals to our team. We start the Apgar timer and wait.
I was anxious and bumbling. Compulsively feeling his forehead for fever. Joining him in crying jags.
I knew that I was destined to fail my daughter in some profound way, so when she turned away from my nipple, stiffening in my arms, her soft lips tightly pursed, I was not surprised.