Sunday, October 15, 2006

I'm a queen!

Since my birth experience to Mr. Nicholas Jones Nielson
was a  rather spiritual and personal experience, I thought I'd share only a few highlights:

First of all, having
Christian at my side the whole time was so soothing
He was there when this beautiful child was created, so of course he was going to 
be there every second seeing our baby enter into the world
That included: holding me when contractions started, timing, rubbing, kissing, 
wiping my tears.  I knew I could do anything with his beautiful brown eyes
 watching and reassuring me.  They were my guiding light as I pushed my 9 pound son.

Christian was not just on the side-lines watching from a distance, 
but close to me taking care my every need.   
Touching, encouraging and affirming.
I believe that a birth is a spiritual occurrence,  if we let it be so.
It's how we treat the experience that makes it so beautiful
I lay in my room with the most comforting, calming, gorgeous music playing. 
It was quite. It was peaceful, and very safe. 
Occasionally between contractions,  I would wander outside to 
smell the air and feel the wind on my body.

Christian fed me fresh cantaloupe and berries and kept me hydrated with water.
 People think that I am crazy for having a baby completely natural and 
without any medications.  People think I am crazier for dicing to have Nicholas at home 
(on the bed in which the child was made.)  I hear lots of:
"ohhh you are brave" 
but deep in my heart, I know our divine make-up allows us to be brave and 
allows us to do hard things.
Having a natural childbirth is not just for the brave, 
but for every woman searching for confidence she didn't even know she possessed.

YES it hurts, of course it hurts!!
 And of course I wanted to quit and give-up, 
but that's when my strong body took over somehow the pain and suffering was all worth it
In fact as I sit here and type this, I don't remember the pain--funny, 
since I seriously thought I was going to die during it all.

When Nicholas came out my midwife placed him on my chest and Christian and I were quite emotional. It had been a long, intense 14 hour journey. 
He lay peacefully there and blinked his charming eyes at us and then fell asleep.
We examined his chubby fingers, large head, broad shoulders, and mini toes. 
I lay there with a huge grin soaking up all those 
"I'm a queen, look at what I just did" feelings. Then I got into a hot shower.

Almost 5 years ago, Christian's sister who was 26 died of cancer. 
She died in this same house I brought life into.
It was a very beautiful moment for all of us.
 I amazed to have such a powerful body in which I can create, carry, and deliver 
these darling little children into this world.