by Mara Hvistendahl
“Do you want a C-section or a natural
birth?” snapped the receptionist. It was June, and I had just dialed up
the VIP ward at one of Shanghai’s best maternity hospitals.
“Shunchan,” I said, taken aback. Natural birth.
“When are you due?” I didn’t know. I guessed I was maybe six weeks
along. “Okay,” she said. “But if you don’t reserve with us by the end of
the first trimester”—by reserve she meant put down cash—“there won’t be a spot for you.”
Pregnant women have heard similar refrains in hospitals across China
this Year of the Dragon, which started last January and ends in
February. A symbol of power once associated with the emperor, the dragon
is the lone mythical creature of the Chinese zodiac and is by many
accounts the 12-year cycle’s single most auspicious sign. What expectant
parent wouldn’t prefer a heavenly totem to a rat, a snake, or—my own
sign, which a Chinese friend once gently described to me as a “work
animal”—a sheep?
As we visited maternity wards, though, my partner and I began to think
our luck was, in fact, not so good. At our first stop, couples lined the
walls of the waiting area. To make my way to the ultrasound room, I had
to push through a mob of women with swollen bellies, men gazing
intently at smartphones, and hovering grandmothers-to-be. The scan
itself took only five minutes. Afterward, a technician handed me a
printout with characters that translated to “living fetus,” and ushered
me out of the room. Case closed: I was having a dragon baby.
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