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Personal Narrative: The Wonderful Experience Of Childbirth
Childbirth: The Wonderful Experience

The drive to the hospital, the painful contractions, and the loud screams of pain, this is what childbirth is all about. Google defines childbirth as the action of giving birth to a child. The bible says in John 16:21, “When a woman is giving birth, she has sorrow because her hour has come, but when she has delivered the baby, she no longer remembers the anguish, for joy that a human being has been born into the world. My experience with childbirth was different every time. I was 17 years of age, when I had my oldest child. I left home at 4:00p.m., and met my mom at a grocery store up the street from our home. We then left there and went to the hospital. Once there, the nursing staff checked me in and put in a room. They then hooked me up to all of the different kind of monitors. I was going to go home, but my baby’s heart rate kept going up and down, so they kept me. At 10:32a.m., Saturday, June 28th, 2008, I gave birth to a
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My youngest daughter decided that she wanted to make her grand appearance on Wednesday, June 11th, 2014 at 5:55p.m. I started going into labor with her while I took my boyfriend’s mother to her eye doctor’s appointment. I came back home and got back in the bed. At 12:45, that same day his mom called our home and asked him how was I doing. He then asked her why was she asking that, and she then told him that I was in labor and need to go to the hospital. He then woke me up and told me to pack my stuff and let’s go to the hospital. We then went to the hospital and a few hours later, I then gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Jaida Raizel Barganier. I thank God for all of my kids, but my child birthing experience with all of them was different and unique. The child birthing process is a wonderful experience to go through, especially with someone you love. To finally be able to hold that tiny, little baby in your arms will all be worth the

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