16 March 2009

Things that make you go hmm

The other day I stopped by the maternité or in other words the place where women go to have babies. Five women had given birth on this day and four were already resting. The room where women rest after childbirth has five mattresses and three bed frames. The extra two mattresses go on the floor and don't have mosquito nets, unfortunately. The extra floor space in this room quickly gets filled with sitting mats brought by women relatives who sit around with the new mothers for the duration of their stay.

This facility serves the whole of Béléhédé plus its satellite villages, and lets stay that should be about 4000 people. However, the families who live 8, 10 and 15k away generally don't send women to the maternité to give birth. So, at any given time there is at least one new mother, one new baby, and three female relatives in this room. More often, there are five new mothers, five new babies and fifteen female relatives in this "resting" room. Recently the midwife helped deliver ten babies in one day/night with 10 different mothers.

Additionally, visitors are more than welcome. When I visit the new mothers, for example, I am encouraged to touch and/ or hold all the new babies. Obviously there are no incubators here. There are no mouth covers or doctor scrubs either. Out back, women cook over a wood fire to feed the new mothers and the diet consists of millet toh with sauce, as usual, and corn or millet flour porridge.

I walked out this on this particular day after politely declining to touch the newborns. I saw the fifth women who had just given birth (on the way) sitting on the floor waiting for the midwife to finish up with the baby. The midwife unceremoniously invited me into the room along with my friend Poitiba while she was at work. I was inches away as she tied the umbilical cord into a knot and snipped. The women laughed at me, she has never seen this before? Ha, look at her face!

When the new mother got up there was blood on the concrete floor outside the room where she had been sitting. The midwife passed off the baby to the relative. We left the mother and the midwife alone to do their post-birth exam. We saw that a rooster had sauntered into the waiting area and was heading straight for the resting room. He had relieved himself on the floor at the entrance to the clinic. No more than one or two minutes had passed when I saw the new mother leaving the midwife to go take her place on a mat just as the rooster wandered in towards the new mothers, new babies and all the lady relatives. Meanwhile Poitiba swept the rooster crap across the entrance-way and out the door.

Nobody but me seemed to mind the rooster.