Meleah’s Birth by Helene Rose
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Home.
A place of peace.
A place of love.
A place of comfort.
Secure and trusting
Was I of my body.
Was I of the universe.
At 4 am I awoke to contractions
and immediately surrendered.
I surrender to the pain.
Let it take me to where I need to go
Inside myself I go
To trust
To love
To be
In a space where I know.
They come for a reason I tell myself.
Let them guide me.
My body was designed perfectly.
I release what may be holding me back.
I vocalize.
I visualize
My baby coming home to my arms
And that she does at the 3 hour mark.
In the warm tub on my hands and knees
my support close by
She slips out of me
perfectly
beautifully
with the angels
who guide us.
Her body and soul find a place of
peace,
love,
comfort.
With her daddy, her sister, her grandmother
midwife, and doula close by
to witness
the miracle of her birth.
And the miracle that she is.
*
Home.
A place of peace.
A place of love.
A place of comfort.
Secure and trusting
Was I of my body.
Was I of the universe.
At 4 am I awoke to contractions
and immediately surrendered.
I surrender to the pain.
Let it take me to where I need to go
Inside myself I go
To trust
To love
To be
In a space where I know.
They come for a reason I tell myself.
Let them guide me.
My body was designed perfectly.
I release what may be holding me back.
I vocalize.
I visualize
My baby coming home to my arms
And that she does at the 3 hour mark.
In the warm tub on my hands and knees
my support close by
She slips out of me
perfectly
beautifully
with the angels
who guide us.
Her body and soul find a place of
peace,
love,
comfort.
With her daddy, her sister, her grandmother
midwife, and doula close by
to witness
the miracle of her birth.
And the miracle that she is.
