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So I’m sitting in my bathroom writing this post. No, I’m not doing that, I’m waiting for my hair dye to penetrate my gray hairs and dark roots. What would make me dye my hair on a Tuesday when I have so many other things I should be doing? The RBaby Foundation.
I first heard about this organization when Julia Beck (in that picture with me over there), founder of Forty Weeks, invited me to hear Phyllis Rabinowitz speak a few years ago. Phyllis and her husband Andrew lost their newborn because the ER they took her to wasn’t prepared to deal with an infant. They were sent home when their baby needed treatment.
They took their incredible grief and turned it into an organization that trains ERs to deal with babies, and provides the right equipment. They took the biggest tragedy of their lives and turned it around and helped others. There really are no words for people like that.
And Julia Beck has been one of their biggest supporters. She brought me into the RBaby fold, getting me to run my first race, a Mother’s Day four miler in Central Park that raised money for RBaby. (Heck, she even got me to craft for another charity – what won’t I do for this woman?) When I heard that Julia was being honored with the first ever Champion Award, and that I was being invited to a huge charity gala at the Plaza to celebrate Julia and the fifth anniversary of The RBaby Foundation, I was just thrilled.
Then I got scared. Me and high society? We don’t mix. I was the last person in NYC to get the memo that panty hose were out. I can’t walk in high-heeled shoes. And I can’t wear nice clothes and eat at the same time. I can guarantee you that tomorrow night I will say or do something to embarrass Julia, and she probably knows this, which is why I’m even more honored to be invited – she’s willing to risk public humiliation in the name of friendship. Hell, I’m already in trouble with her mother for calling her a hippie, but that’s another story. :-)
A couple weeks ago I got to go to one of the swankiest buildings in all of Manhattan to film a PSA for the foundation. It was incredible. I though alarms were going to go off as I walked into the lobby. I made it in though, and got to see some of the training equipment the foundation provides:
This is the PSA that resulted from that amazing day on Central Park West:
Aren’t we all adorable? It really speaks to the power of Julia Beck, Phyllis Rabinowitz, and the RBaby cause that so many amazing women gathered in one place.
What you can do
So, I probably won’t be dazzling anyone at The Plaza with my eloquent badinage or graceful party manners. But what I can do is encourage all of you to sign RBaby’s petition to help all ERs be prepared to treat children and babies. The numbers are scary: even though children make up a quarter of all ER visitors, only 6% of ERs are equipped to handle kids. So odds are that whichever ER you take your child to, it will not have the right knowledge or equipment to adequately help your child. As a mom, that just terrifies (and surprises) me.
I can also encourage you to like RBaby’s facebook page and follow them on twitter and keep up with what they’re doing. And tell your family and friends. And share the PSA. And put one of their ads on your website, if you have one.
And for goodness’ sake, if you’re in NYC you can buy a ticket to tomorrow’s Five Star Food and Wine Gala and come watch me trip or spill or do something entertaining.
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