The company of OMONA is the best guarantee of a successful birth.

I went to work to the foothold, and actually begun to give birth there. The brain worked quickly, and instead of the ambulance, which would take me to the hell to the horns, I called my husband. It begins, save it. My husband is important, an ordinary omon. But his commander entered the position, and the crew just driving from the false call made a hammer, taking me from the workplace. In the presence of the uncle-militia, the child calmed down and stopped asking out. But not long. When we approached the home we had chosen in advance, I could no longer stand. My husband took me on his arms and as he was, in the equipment, carried me into the building. A support group of fellow servants followed him for some reason, thanking them for this huge. After all, seeing such an escort, the sanitary and doctors before the discharge behaved like silk, I could not complain about the inattention of the staff with all the desire, although other nurses, unfortunately, were sometimes forced to argue. And even the money to thank the doctors refused to take me. The main thing, girls, is the impression. And a support group.