The Midwife at Angkor Watt
The women in the health centers here, as well in most
colonized countries, give birth flat on their backs on small, metal
tables. They are free to walk around until they are
ready to give birth and can often be seen outside or on porches with family and
friends. The delivery rooms are often
very small and may lack privacy. They
climb on the table. If they are ten and
not pushing they are given some Pitocin and perhaps an episiotomy. This is not very different from my own
country’s hospitals except that the bed can go up and down and let the woman
sit and she will more than likely have an
epidural as well and certainly is not allowed to walk around outside in
labor.
Once a woman has Pitocin in labor, both her and her baby are
at increased risk for complications that have been well researched and
documented. Women bleed more, after the
birth. Babies do not come out breathing
as well. They have more jaundice and thus more problems with breast-feeding. Midwives, from experience, know that if a
woman lies flat on her back the baby’s heart rate goes down. In my country’s hospitals women are put on
fetal heart monitors and can be given a C-section, more Pitocin or have a vacuums
put on the baby to get him out quicker.
In Cambodia, the heart tones are rarely taken and yet the
woman is laid flat on her back with Pitocin.
I am here to help babies survive in this country; not just at birth but
also for the first year of life. I am
here for such a short time so what can we tall about that might make a
difference.
They say all Cambodians give birth flat on their back and
always have. A woman from Australia says,
“Women is Cambodia always gave birth on their backs.” And yet the midwives tell me they are
terrified of babies getting stuck and dying; either as a breech or shoulder
dystocia.
After several days I consider all this and then I remember
the carving of midwives at Angkor Watt.
The woman is squatting; being held up by two women on either side while
the midwife kneels to catch the baby. I
bring a print of this ancient carving to the trainings.
Angkor Watt is an ancient kingdom in northern Cambodia that
existed in the twelfth century. It is a
wonder of the world with exquisite architecture, pools and carvings. Thousands of tourists visit it and it is the
national pride of Cambodia.
Most Cambodians have not and cannot go there. It is free, for them but it is far away from
where I am. But they know they word and
are quiet when I show them that there were midwives, like them, carved on the
great wall so Angkor Watt. They stare
and consider this. An older midwife
says, “So squatting came from Cambodia and not the west.” I tell her that all women, everywhere in the
world, most likely were in some upright position for some part of pushing, all
over the world. Or that at least it was a tool midwives used when they needed
to get a baby out.
I show them hands on knees, rolling on their side and
bringing the legs way back when a woman I son her back. Everyone laughs as we practice delivering
babies.
I offer them the wisdom that was not mine but was their birthright
and history all along. I offer that if
the babies are ever stuck they can think perhaps of moving the mother or if she
can’t push to get her up.
There is no memory, even amongst the TBA’s of giving birth
upright. It is hard to know when it was
lost or shamed out of them or became out of style. In other countries the old midwives had women
up and about for birth but here even the oldest midwife says they always
delivered the babies with the woman flat on her back.
I do not really know.
Did the French bring this to Cambodia’s royalty and then it became the
custom from there?
How did it become the custom in my country?
A young midwife asks me if women in my country have C-sections
and give bottles o they look cute? I
consider this and say no doctor is supposed to do this but I suppose some do.
They look for a medical reason, I say.
She says if you have enough money a doctor will do that there. I explain
that this is dangerous and no one should be doing it anywhere for that
reason.
I show her again the
picture of the carving at Angkor Watt and say, “this is the wise way.” She smiles and we all tell more stories and
laugh and wave good-bye.
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