Generation Bubelah: Part V: Children and parents

The first time my water broke, I was staying at my mother's house. I put a towel between my legs and off we went.

By CYNTHIA KANE
December 2, 2007 14:48
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Generation Bubelah: Part V: Children and parents

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Part V: Children and parents

This entry is the fifth in a series of an oral history I did with my grandmother before her passing. In her stories, she speaks of  her parents' immigration to America from Russia, growing up Jewish in a German neighborhood and simply being a Jewish girl in the Midwest. Here are the entries in the order they were written and the continuation of her story below

The first time my water broke, I was staying at my mother's house. I put a towel between my legs and off we went. When I was having Barry, Mama and Harold's mother took me to Grant hospital. But when Debby and Danny showed up, Harold was right there waiting with the suitcases in hand. The doctors gave me something to ease the pain but I don't know what it was. All I know is that it worked and I had normal deliveries. After I had Barry, I had to stay in the hospital for a week, and when I got home, my mother had hired a woman named Bea to take care of him and me. It seemed that once we had one child we kept having more. Debby came next. She was the first of the babies to be in the new house, and then we had Danny. Read the rest of this blog
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