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Meet the Maker - Prenatal Cradle It was a blustery, cold winter’s day in Michigan in December of 1986. If you looked hard enough, you would have seen a young attractive, dark haired woman struggling with her purse and books. She was carrying 50 pounds more than her slight build of 110 was used to. While one hand hoisted her books and purse, her other hand reached around to hold the pregnancy that slowed her steps as the rushing tide of MSU students streamed past her. Medicare and Social Services had given her two options; work or get a degree. She could go to work with no assurance of promotion while, at the same time, her benefits would be decreased in proportion to her income. Going to school was a struggle, but the promise of a future spurred her determination to succeed. She was resolved that her beautiful little two year old boy and this baby, whom she would hold in her arms in the new year, would not have to live in poverty simply because she was a single mom. “I can’t keep up,” she thought. When she held her stomach and her books, her back ached. When she held her back, she could feel the straining in front. “I can’t hold it together,” she groaned. After school she went from store to store trying on every maternity support they had. The large sizes were too small and the styles that fit did not feel comfortable. A frustrated voice inside of her screamed, “HELP ME!”
That December of 1986 I was in “full swing” with my own life. The challenge of raising three children, ages five to eight, was never without a dull moment. I was babysitting Mona’s little boy while she attended college and he was a little sweetheart. I was a “stay-at-home” mom. At that time, the decision that I should stay home to raise our children was not a popular one among the large number of couples we knew who both worked. I found that there were some who questioned my worth as a contributing member of society, and some who even questioned my level of intelligence. My husband’s income provided for a roof over our heads and food on the table, but not much more. Numerous prayers were uttered to “please” keep my car in motion while I ran errands. Needless to say, the babysitting money was a Godsend.
Every seam of the customized support was sewn with a basting stitch. A basting stitch is a loose stitch that is not intended to last. As Mona reclined in a sitting position on my couch with the basted support on, the name came very clearly to me and I said out loud, “Prenatal Baby Cradle.” She responded back, “Prenatal Cradle.” The name stuck. It was settled. If the “Prenatal Cradle” could be patented, then we would be in for business. Each of us called lawyer after lawyer in the phone book for free consultations. After exhausting these avenues we turned to our last and best choice: 1-800-LAWYER. That was only the beginning. Today, the Prenatal Cradle is enthusiastically recommended by Doctors, Nurses, Midwives, Physical Therapists, Healthcare Professionals, Mothers-to-be and others as an effective device in providing back and abdominal Support. The Prenatal Cradle is available in Baby Shops, Maternity Stores, Clinics, Hospitals, Pharmacies, Medical Equipment Stores, Online, Select Catalogs, through Importers and Exporters, and through other Merchants. Some insurance plans may cover. Retailers who sell Prenatal Cradles recognize the need for their customers to experience the ultimate patented support that works with the body and lifts without compression. Prenatal Cradle Inc.’s other products include the V2 Supporter, Mini Cradle, Hip Brace, Prenatal Cradle Plus, Natural Embrace Baby Sling, and the Hip/V2 Combo. Visit the website at www.prenatalcradle.com
or Call 1-800-607-3572 for a free brochure or for more information.
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