Women of Steel

When I had my first baby, I acted like the walking wounded. Whined. Limped around the house in my bathrobe for weeks. Had the devil’s own time getting into that heavy cotton nursing bra.

I remember drinking gallons of water to stock the dairy case, so to speak, and when I spiked a fever and got a lump in one breast I called the doctor in a cold panic thinking, Breast cancer! An episiotomy and now breast cancer!

He took my panicked call and agreed to see me.

“Uh, that’s milk,” he said on examining me.

“That’s just a blocked duct,” he went on and patted my hand. “Put the baby to the breast more often and you’ll be cured in a matter of hours.”

And so I did and so I was, but I was still a wreck for at least the next 12 weeks – right up until the time the baby pushed herself up on her elbows and started smiling like mad at her pint-sized Raggedy Ann doll.

Well this is that smiling baby above. She had a baby two days ago and talk about a contrast.

Let’s just say that I don’t expect much limping and whining.

She did most of the labor at home. When I came by the house, she was calmly reading in the tub while timing her contractions.

She and Chris got to the hospital somewhere after 9pm and the baby came shortly after midnight. When we saw her there 9 hours later she looked as fresh as a bouquet of apple blossoms in her tank-top and skirt, with nice shiny hair and lovely pink cheeks.

In short there couldn’t have been a greater contrast to my experience, I don’t know why.  Maybe it’s because she played sports in high school whereas when I was in high school there were no sports – unless you called cheering for the boys a sport.

Girls today are tougher than we were, what can I say? They can look sweet and pliant but underneath? Pure steel. You think it’s easy bringing one of these into the world? This is the new little Marotta-Campo baby, to be called Callie, short for Caroline.

I hope she goes easy on these two big brothers of hers (and they think playing games on their grandparents’ i-Phones is a challenge!)

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14 thoughts on “Women of Steel

  1. OH I remember it well! Congratulations to you all – you’re daughter is beautiful and the wee one – well just delightful.

  2. What a lovely account….and family. I didn’t get dressed or leave my hospitable bed when I had my babies. AND, I stopped at 2 kids! God bless her, one and all!

  3. Congratulations and best wishes to all of you. Take lots of pictures, but label them. After the first we can’t tell one from the other three until they got older.
    Enjoy, and thanks for letting us enjoy with you.

  4. ah that makes me laugh! after the first you can’t tell one from the other!
    David actually said just a year or two ago that if it weren’t for their hair he couldn’t tell his 2 daughters apart . WEIRD TO GET OLD huh?

    Thanks so much for this Bernice!

  5. Thanks for sharing your family with us!! What a lovely story! Congratulations to the whole family! Callie has some fun in store for her!!

  6. Thanks so much for sharing this special time ! Your girls are just beautiful, like their grandmother. Congratulations to you all.

  7. Enjoy your writings, as always. Congratulations to all. Thanks for your kind thoughts as well. Love – Cheers! Gwen

  8. Congratulations on your first granddaughter, Terry! Catherine Theresa V. I didn’t know you were a Catherine too, or are you not Catherine Theresa III?
    I know Callie’s Mom is Catherine Theresa IV. Your Mom, our Cal, is the second. Juddy’s wife is the first. You must be the third, no?

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