Originally Posted by SlimP
Lovely stories, Jodie. You sound as wonderful a homemaker as you are forum organiser
Interesting how you, and Chapsie, say you love giving birth. While I found it a challenging but ultimately rewarding experience, I don't exactly relish the thought of going through it again. Do you think it's your faith in a higher power (whether Godly or from inner divinity) that allows you to embrace the birth? Or is it the promise of less intervention, learned through practice, that has taught you how to better navigate through the process?
Most people look at me like I have three heads when I start talking about my love of birth. My thoughts about birth being a prayer and expression of my likeness to the Creator really developed over time... I may have always felt that way about it, but the words didn't come until I was trying to answer this very question after the birth of DD2. Hmmm...
Even after DD1 was born, despite the lack of bonding and the PPD, I loved birth, though. So maybe I will first try to answer the question from the perspective I had back then and see if that can bring a new light to my feelings about it. When I was pregnant, most of my faith was in mine (and women's in general) body (bodies). I was a Christian back then, too, so I did have the mindset of "we were made to do this." But "Women have been doing this for ages" was really my main focus. I think I didn't LOVE it in the moment at all. It felt yucky and painful and I was so over it after I couldn't be myself in between contractions. Have you ever been exercising and felt like 'this hurts, I have to do this for how much longer? How will I actually accomplish this? Ouch.' And then you come to the other side... It's over. And you did it. And not only did you do it, but you lost track of time and you lasted longer than you thought you would when you were questioning whether or not you would actually be able to finish. That's sorta what it was like for me the first time around. After it was over was when I felt different... It was kinda like how I felt after I had my first period or after having sex for the first time... only magnified by 100 million. I felt different. I felt like a member of a unique club. I was a WOMAN. I was connected to women past, present and future. I looked at all women differently... That feeling had me high for a LONG time. I couldn't stop talking about how amazing it was, encouraging other women to be a part of it, etc.
Then as time went on and my faith in God increased, my love for labor and birth only grew stronger. With DD2s labor, I felt really connected to God and enjoyed experiencing the gift of labor and birth. I was amazed that I could take part in creation in such a "hands on" (lol "full-body-on" is more like it!) kind of way. But, at that time, I was the chooser of my family size, so this time feels different. I feel like I am taking part in a divine plan, not my plan, which is ultimately more powerful.... So, I look forward to it, I embrace it and I love it. I relax and melt into it... I enjoy it.