Here is a video I saw on YouTube of a callous nurse scrubbing a precious, newborn infant who is squalling at the top of her lungs, protesting the treatment. From the “info” section of the video,
A public awareness reminder that things that happen behind the scenes, out of our sight, aren’t always as rosy as we might think them to be.
Perhaps its a restaurant cook who accidentally drops your burger on the floor before placing it on the bun and serving it to you.
Here it’s an overworked apathetic (pathetic) nurse giving my newborn daughter her first bath.
Please comment and rate this video, so as to insure that it is viewed as widely as possible, perhaps to prevent other such abuse .
Do I think all nurses are that way? No. Hopefully even this nurse does not treat newborns this way on a regular basis. I will be willing to believe that she had every excuse in the book (being overworked, at the end of a long shift or a double shift, having given a dozen newborns their baths that day, and having to process paperwork for half a dozen other births before being allowed to go home), but I still don’t think it justifies the behavior. Nor do I think that most parents would be comfortable knowing this happened to their newborn. I daresay that even the most squeamish of women who insist on having the baby cleaned up before seeing him or being given the baby would rather take the messiest newborn baby in arms and hold him, rather than have him subjected to a bath like this.
If you’re planning a hospital birth, it might be wise to have someone to go with the baby to keep something like this from happening. You see, to a hospital nurse, your baby is just one of many that she sees throughout the day, week, month, or year. But it’s your one and only baby, so it makes a difference to you. When I toured the back-up hospital for my first birth, I saw the nursery nurse mechanically diapering and taking care of the infants who were in their little plastic boxes. One baby was crying so pitifully under a heat lamp; and the nurse was not even moved. The baby she was diapering was crying and flailing, and the nurse never comforted it. I wanted to break through the window and grab up the tiny babies and hold them close and give them some comfort; but she was just inured to it, I guess. Sad to say, but it was what I saw for those few minutes looking through the nursery windows that made me determined that I would not be going to the hospital except for a true emergency. And in the future, if I were to plan a hospital birth for some reason, I would be most adamant that my baby not leave my room, except if it were necessary to preserve his life or health. I’ll bathe my own babies, thank you very much. I’ll diaper them and dress them. I’ll feed them. And most of all, I’ll comfort them the way only a mother can. I’m sure there are numerous terrific L&D nurses, but even the most compassionate cannot feel about my baby the way I do, because it’s my baby, not hers. That’s just the way things are. And I want the best care for my baby, which is the care I can give.