I was not able to have the labor I wanted in any of my births. This stemmed from the famous cascade of events that started with my first child, born C-section. If only I knew then what I know now things would have been so different. I was young and questioned nothing believing that everything was being done for the benefit and safety of both my baby and I...
So sometimes I envision the birth I would have really wanted, in all ways...they're never the same, none the less, so beautiful and amazingly earthy! Sometimes I have only women around me catering to my every whim brushing the hair from my face and cooling me down with an herbal infusion, these women feel like sisters and mothers to me and I am stronger with their support I deliver naturally in the sanctuary of my own home. My baby never sees the inside of a plastic cradle- only my arms wrapped around her.
Sometimes I hear drums and chant positive affirmations...sometimes my husband is there and chants these same affirmations with me in my ear while he is behind me as I squat to deliver my baby.
Other times I visualize it's like I am observing a holy moment with peace, stillness and focus.
All times it is in a home. After I birth my baby, I nurse and we both lay at peace. That night we spend together in my bed...
Crunchy, I know- Didn't ever happen like that- I know... Perhaps it was all apart of a divine plan, so I can except that.
Do you have a Crunch Labor Fantasy?
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