When snow forces road closures and confines people to their homes, there's not a lot to do to keep occupied. A large portion of Denver appears to have found a way to keep busy, though!

Nine months after two giant blizzards closed the city, hospital staffers are working overtime and using overflow units to keep up with the bevy of births the capital city has been experiencing.

One doctor doesn't expect the storm of blizzard babies to melt away anytime soon, either.

"The snow stayed on the ground throughout December, January, and into February. My theory is that the cabin fever didn't set in until a little bit later," Dr. Steve Grover said.

While officials say it will be months before any connection between the blizzards and babies can be determined, that hasn't stopped one hospital from giving "Proud to be a 2007 Blizzard Baby" t-shirts as parting gifts for to the new families.

My husband and I have a standing date every New Year's Eve because Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year failed to keep our attention one year.

The Consumerist is covering the story of a Kansas City woman who suffered from a spontaneous miscarriage and then was told by her insurance company that they would not cover her emergency room visit because they do not cover "elective abortion". According to the hospital, the insurance company, Blue Cross Blue Shield of Kansas City, regularly denies miscarriage claims as being elective abortions.

I understand that insurance companies have a right and even a responsibility to ensure that claims are indeed for procedures their policies cover, but this seems rather outlandish. If it is the company's standard operating procedure, I hope that this case brings it to light and causes them to mend their ways. A woman who has miscarried should not have to deal with being told that it was either an abortion or elective. I'm sure there are less cruel ways to make a profit.

I don't know about you, but it seems to me that maybe, just maybe, it's time we as a society decided that people are more important than profits, that individuals, not insurance companies, are what matter. If companies like Blue Cross Blue Shield won't protect us, perhaps we should protect ourselves and just make sure everyone is covered. Nah, that would require politicians to do the right thing and that would be like dividing by zero.

A few months ago, I wrote about trying to find a new family physician. We actually got very lucky and found a competent, professional Doctor who both warms the speculum and asks pertinent questions. Awesome!

But for those of you who are still searching for a family physician -- or who are simply curious about other patient's experiences with your current Doctor, here's a fabulous database for you. My Mom actually discovered it through her own Mom, who had been experiencing problems with her Dentist. And since our family's been interacting with so many specialists these days, my Mom was thrilled with the find. RateMD's.com provides feedback from other patients on Doctors of all specialties across North America. Using a scale from 1-5, users can post whether their doctors have good bedside manner or a tendency to misdiagnose.

Of course the site should be taken with a grain of salt -- these are people's opinions, after all. But really, we have site reviews and consumer reports for our kids' car seats and cribs -- why shouldn't we have them, too, for the people who look after their health?

The GamerDad website has been mentioned a few times around here in the past and I'm sure there are a lot of parents who look to the site for the latest in gaming news and reviews, especially from a parent's point of view. Unfortunately, the latest news is that GamerDad has had a heart attack. Actually, he's had a couple of them.

GamerDad's mission in life is "using videogames as learning tools, social enhancers, and in providing parents with the most accurate information possible," writes his wife. That's what he's done for the last four years with his website. He has also "appeared as a spokesman, and in countless newspapers, magazine articles, and radio programs defending gaming with your kids - or at least that being involved is means good parenting."

Unfortunately, it looks like he needs more surgery. Stop on by to send your best wishes or, as GamerMom says, "Wish us luck, and pop in a few extra quarters. We need all the Extra Lives we can get!" I we are all rooting for him!

My Dad shuffled down from his second-floor ward last week, aching to see his grandson. He'd been in the hospital three days, and pictures and Nolan stories weren't enough. My Mom, who works in the health field, didn't think it would be a wise idea to bring Nolan into the hospital because of the germs, the whisperings of superbugs.

Nolan and I waited in the courtyard of the hospital, a place with trees and a sideways view of the harbour, a place that would have been pleasant if it weren't for the rolling plastic cups and the secret cigarette butts stuffed in the shrubbery behind the "No Smoking" signs. Dad came down with all of his beeping appliances and rolling accompaniment, eager to whisper to Nolan about trucks in his pocket and ice cream in a cone. But he didn't last very long, the uncontrollable shaking that's plagued him started just a few minutes after he sat down. He had to go back up to his ward, where my Mom was admonished for letting him leave the area. She didn't know. None of us do. This hospital, with its soiled sheet bin and jellied ham in plastic, with its sick smell and blue curtains, is still an unfamiliar land.

I called hospital administration the other morning to see if Nolan was allowed inside the hospital.
"Of course,"the attendant replied,"Just not on the maternity ward."

But my Mom seems to be firm in her belief that hospitals are germ factories, and that the old and the young are susceptible -- that Nolan shouldn't be anywhere inside. I know, though, that he brings my Dad so much joy. Are hospitals really dangerous to kids? Would you bring your small child to visit a relative in hospital?

I remember, especially during my rebellious teenage years, that my ex-hippie aunt and uncle used to say I should've been their son. And something tells me that's not uncommon -- if you're the odd one out in your family, chances are people like to joke that you're secretly someone else's child.

But did it ever cross your mind that maybe they were right?

It'd never occurred to Wang Yiwen. He grew up in a rural district of Beijing, along with Xiang Nan -- a boy who looked exactly like him. However, even though the two had met, they always assumed their looks were merely coincidence -- especially as Wang Yiwen already had a twin brother.

But later, when the parents got involved and asked for medical tests, they discovered that Wang Yiwen had no blood relation to the "brother" he'd grown up with. As it turns out, the hospital had mixed up that brother with Xiang Nan -- the boy who's shockingly-similar appearance wasn't a coincidence after all.

The "twins" are now suing the doctors who made the blunder (unbelievably, they're insisting that the families' claims are "hypothetical"), and obviously these people should be compensated. But I just hope the brothers can make up for lost time, and that everyone involved can learn to enjoy their new, slightly-larger family.

Compared to 90 years ago, death from childbirth is pretty rare. Back then, nearly one in every 100 births in the U.S. resulted in the death of the mother. But by 2004, those numbers were drastically changed, with only 13 deaths per 100,000 live births. But those 13 deaths were one more than we saw in 2003 - and 2003 was the first year the death rate rose above 10 since 1977.

In other words, the death rate from childbirth is rising and experts are debating the reasons. One reason could be the fact that more women are having children later in life, resulting in higher-risk pregnancies. Some experts point to maternal obesity, which often results in diabetes and associated complications. Plus, an obese woman might have a larger baby, making vaginal delivery difficult. Which brings us to Caesarean sections. Currently, 29 percent of all births are via C-section - a number health professional say is far higher than it should be. Women who have had multiple C-sections are at a higher risk of excessive bleeding, which a New York study found to be the leading cause of maternal death.

Some say that the higher numbers are likely due to a combination of all of the above as well as a change in how deaths are reported in some states, resulting in more of them being linked to childbirth.

The fact that the rate of death from childbirth is rising surprises and alarms me. And while 13 may not seem like a big number, it is the biggest number in the world to a family who has lost a mother.

My prenatal yoga class was a mix of first and second-time moms-to-be. Some of us would go out for coffee after class and the second-timers would immediately start chatting about the various things we tend to: tantrums, daycare woes, our first labour experiences, etc. "Stop!" one yoga buddy begged, "I haven't read that part of the book yet!" Oh yes, now I remembered. Once upon a time, I was totally terrified of birth too.

On Sunday I had a minor fender bender. While waiting in the triage of the L&D floor, (We're all fine, thanks.) I heard a first-timer come in. She was breathing heavily and moaning, and I could sense her fear. "I wonder how the nurse knew that my contractions were getting closer together..." Um, she checked the monitor honey.

The nurse came back in and was rather condescending. "Did you take your classes? Do you know what's about to happen?" A mumble returned an unsure, Yes. "And do you know about epidurals? What do you think of them?"

"Um, I think... yes?" The nurse nodded in approval. "Yes, they are very good." Then she turned on her heel and left the poor woman there to wallow in her fear. My own experience with the epidural drugs was not good, as I had many of the side effects I had chosen to overlook when making my initial decision. I overheard that she was only two centimetres dilated. I wanted to scream -- wait for the epidural until you are 4 cm! At least you can walk now and use gravity in your favour! At least you can feel what's happening to your body! But I held my tongue. Like snowflakes, every birth is different.

I wanted so desperately to pull back the curtain and reassure her. "You don't know it right now, because you're just concentrating on the birth and how much it will hurt, but at the end of all this YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE A BABY! And that is so the best part!" I wanted to give her my knowledge, to help her concentrate on the impending first meeting with the babe, but I just lay there, silently. She would have her own realizations and her own journey and nothing I could say would matter.

Immigration is definitely a hot-button item these days. Personally, I don't get it so much -- my father came to this country as a boy in 1939; my mother's family came over a fair bit prior, but basically, almost all of us, really, are immigrants. Be that as it may, however, whatever your stand on the issue, you have to understand every parent's desire to give their children the best possible life they can.

So it was with Maria and Victor Roa, originally from Mexico. Twenty years ago, their home was a small cardboard house in Tijuana. In 1990, they crossed the border illegally to give their children new hope in a new country but are now facing deportation. This is not an uncommon story; what makes this unusual is the condition from which their eighteen-month-old daughter Hazelle suffers -- a thyroid deficiency and a narrow artery into her heart. This means, according to Dr. Stephen Wilson, medical director of inpatient pediatrics at UCSF, that "She'll need to undergo a diagnostic procedure every two years to evaluate the flow of the blood in her artery."

"Deportation is synonymous to a death sentence to us," said Maria Roa. "It's a terrorizing stress for the family." Hazelle is a U.S. citizen, having been born in the states. The family's attorney hopes that immigration officials will allow the case to be reviewed so that they will have a chance to stay together in the U.S. In the meantime, "we're going to continue life as normal," says Maria. "We'll keep fighting to stay, and we'll keep fighting for our daughter's life."

While I understand they did a naughty thing by coming to this country illegally, I have to wonder what happened to "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free," and so on. I can't imagine the heartache they must be facing at having to leave the care that would keep their daughter alive.

It has been well-established that breastfeeding is good for the health of your baby. Mother's milk offers natural protection against diseases that formula just cannot. Dr. David Paige, a Johns Hopkins University reproductive health expert says that ideally, mothers should breastfeed their children for at least the first six months of life. A lot of effort has been made to get this message out and it seems to be working: according to a survey by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, nearly three quarters of new mothers in the United States are breastfeeding their children.

However, it seems that while mothers are starting out on the breast, they aren't sticking to it. The survey found that only 30 percent are still breastfeeding exclusively after three months and at six months, that number drops to 11 percent.

The reasons for the drop-off vary, but experts suspect mothers find it inconvenient to continue to breastfeed after returning to work and that some women are swayed by advertising for baby formula. Or perhaps they start out giving the occasional bottle and things progress from there -- eventually less stimulation equals less milk. "It creates a downward spiral," Paige said.

The study found that exclusive breastfeeding is lowest among black women and unmarried, poor, rural and very young mothers. Those with a high school education or less are also less likely to breastfeed. But our government aims to change that and has set lofty goals regarding breastfeeding: by the year 2010 they hope to have 60 percent of women breastfeeding exclusively for the first three months of life and 25 percent doing it through six months. New York City's program of banning formula freebies and advertisements in hospitals will likely help. What do you think is needed to get the breastfeeding message across?

New York City is making a bold move when it comes to formula versus breastfeeding, health officials have decided to take a stance and ban the bottle. New parents will no longer leave the hospital with freebie samples of formula and eleven NYC hospitals have decided to not have any advertising materials for formula.

Doctors are hoping this change will promote better health for both moms and babies. Nursing moms can burn up to 500 calories today, a bonus that can help moms get back into shape faster than not nursing. The health benefits for babies who nurse up to a year are a life long boost to the immune system. The cost of formula can also be a burden to struggling families.

So far the program seems to be working. Some mothers who chose to nurse only briefly or not at all the first time around are opting to give it a year long try with their subsequent children, the moms are giving the bottle ban much of the credit for this.

What do you think? Is this an innovative approach or a militant idea gone wrong?

It is with nearly unthinkable sadness that I write to you today. Kate over at Sweet Salty has lost her son, Liam. Liam was one of two twins, his twin brother being Ben, his older brother being Evan and his father being Justin. Liam and Ben were an extra special kind of twins--identical and sharing the same placenta, or, as Kate liked to put it, eating at the same "buffet."

I was first turned on to Kate's blog by our own Kristin, who said Kate had inspired her to start writing a parenting blog again. I didn't know what to expect when I typed in the URL for Kate's blog, Sweet Salty, nor was I prepared. Kate's twins had come early, too early, frighteningly early, and they were fighting for their lives. Kate was fighting right along with them.

I was dumbfounded, devastated by what I was reading. Truly, Kate's blog is not for the faint of heart. In fact, my heart has broken a little bit more with every word she writes. Being the mother of a new son barely any older than her twins, I felt a strange connection with Kate as she struggled through the early days of life with her twins in the NICU. The unthinkable ran through my mind with every sentence--what if...

A dear friend of mine had her first baby last week. As I slowly started to get the details of the birth from her husband in hurried conversations while they were in the hospital, I started to realize that this was an enormously difficult birth experience all the way around.

Everything that happened was punctuated by the fact that they had originally hoped for a home birth. My friend was raised Sikh, and she wanted as pure, as non-invasive a pregnancy and birth experience as possible. And she knew that this might not be possible. She was realistic about that. But what ultimately happened was a brutal way to bring a child into the world. And I know this because almost the same experiences happened to me with my first child--only hers was just a little bit worse.

When I tell people about her experience, because our friends have moved now and told me I can fill people in here, they have been remarkably unsympathetic. "Well, they're okay, right? That's the most important thing." "Well, things don't always go as planned." Yes, it is. And we all know that. But that doesn't change the fact that a joyous outcome is paired with exhaustion and disppointment, and yes, violation. It makes the recovery that much more difficult. It makes your first days with your baby tremulous and more fearful and more painful.

Here is the story: The baby was breech. The mama blood pressure was high. The mucous plug came out. Contractions were five minutes apart for 24 hours. An epidural was given, and doctors tried to turn the baby. It was immensely painful. The mama was rushed into surgery, whilst telling the doctors, "I can still feel things. I can still feel pain." Fortunately, she didn't feel the incision-- just every stitch when they were stitching her up...

Her brand new baby girl was taken immediately to a NICU with low blood sugar. When the 23-year-old mama finally got to see her baby, hours later, when her hospital bed was wheeled up, the NICU nurse told her not to try to breastfeed, and after ten minutes, told the mama to leave because she was overstimulating her baby. She was basically told that every instinct she had as a new mother was bad for her baby.

Maybe this doesn't sound very traumatic in quiet black and white. But I've been there, and it is very traumatic. It's frightening and painful and invasive and horrible. It will take some time to recover. Time, and their beautiful baby girl. You can read the father's firsthand account of the experience here. How did you recover from your awful birth experience?

As you may recall, several weeks ago I posted my concerns about getting to the hospital once I went into labor. I line in Brooklyn, New York and the hospital where I was scheduled to deliver is in Manhattan. Like many New Yorkers, I don't have a car. As you may imagine, I was a little nervous about getting to the hospital on time or at all, fearing I'd end up having the baby on the sidewalk trying to get a cab to take me to NYU Medical Center.

Of course, that is not what happened. I managed to get myself, ginormous as only a ready-to-pop mama can be, and my husband to NYU all in one piece and in good time. But it wasn't easy. Actually, it was, but the factors surrounding it, perhaps, in hindsight, I could've handled better. Especially the one about listening to what my own body was telling me.

See, I've never been through labor before. I've only read about it, heard about it from my friends and seen it on TV. And, while "they say" most pregnancies and deliveries are essentially the same, each woman, and therefore each experience, is different. I just didn't know what was going to happen to me. I knew that one way or another I'd have a baby, but that was all. Would it be textbook or totally different? Would labor last hours or go super quick? Would the pain be manageable enough for me to play cards with my husband while we waiting for a birthing room or would I sing at the top of my lungs with pain as we raced to the hospital at nearly the last minute? That last one turned out to be the latter.

A woman in Las Vegas is suing the hospital where she gave birth to her child because the hospital is refusing to release her placenta to her, and she had been planning to ingest it for its nutrients. Anne Swanson, 30, is an earthy mama who google searches reveal is an advocate for natural hypnobirth, and before the April birth of her second child by emergency C-section, she had planned to have her placenta dried, ground into powder and placed into capsules for the treatment of post-partum depression. The theory behind this non-traditional practice is that excess hormones build up in the placenta during pregnancy, and new mothers can take the pills and replenish depleted hormones and control PPD.

Swanson says the hospital has told her the organ was contaminated. "Like any other body part, placentas contain a lot of blood, which can carry infectious diseases such as HIV and hepatitis,'' said Twinkle Chisholm, a spokeswoman for the hospital. "We take great measures to prevent disease transmission.'' Swanson thinks that is ridiculous, because she does not have HIV or hepatitis, and believes she is really just a victim of intolerance for non-traditional beliefs. "I can keep my baby, but I can't have the link that connected us,'' Swanson said. "This was my last pregnancy. I am not going to have another placenta. To me, it was a big deal to have it, whether I was using it for medicinal reasons or planting it.''

Swanson is planning to sue the hospital, though concerns over legal fees have her considering the ACLU and Planned Parenthood for support. The placenta is scheduled to be destroyed tomorrow. There are no state or federal laws regulating whether hospitals should or should not return placentas to mothers. The hospital has not explained why Swanson's placenta is contaminated more than any other placenta, and it sounds to me like they are treating the matter this way because they think it's weird. It is a little weird, but I don't see how it's any of the hospital's concern what she wants to do with it. It came out of her body, wrapped around her daughter after sustaining her for so many months. If she wants to eat it, or bury it her garden, or wear it draped over her breasts during a naked solstice moon dance, I don't see why she shouldn't be able to do whatever she would have been able to do had she given birth at home according to her wishes.