Abstract
The doctor shows me how to massage the belly forward and provide cord traction with clamps. As the baby cries, the placenta plops into the tub like a spent jellyfish. Mom strokes the back of her fingers against babys cheek. I congratulate the couple, clean up, and walk back, squishing, to the locker room.Preview Only. This article cannot be rented because we do not currently have permission from the publisher.
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