tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279724539848862725.post7233574212345944361..comments2023-10-08T08:02:36.030-05:00Comments on Refuse To Be a Womb Pod: Thought on my birthsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279724539848862725.post-29913211225383530962011-01-24T17:35:04.471-06:002011-01-24T17:35:04.471-06:00I just stumbled upon your blog today. Today is th...I just stumbled upon your blog today. Today is the birthday of my first son. He was born by emergency cesarean due to fetal distress. It was so traumatic, like a bomb went off in my life and in my body. The shadow the trauma cast over me, eclipses the joy of his birth completely. He wants to watch the video of his brother's VBAC birth every day...and then he asks about his birth. I struggle with choosing words that are true, but also convey joy and hid the horror I felt at how he was born. it's a hard line to walk.<br /><br />I love the scripture you mentioned. I never thought of it in the context of my cesarean before, but I recently wrote a piece on my own blog about the courage of women who have cesareans, and I used those words almost exactly. <br /><br />Thank you for sharing.Avitalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15247428843359351281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279724539848862725.post-34489236578072868742010-09-19T21:00:48.167-05:002010-09-19T21:00:48.167-05:00"She was ready, and I was ready, and it was a..."She was ready, and I was ready, and it was as if she was saying to me, “quiet your mind and I’ll show you the way,” and I responded, “I’ll follow you”. My body and my mind were laid bare that morning; open wide and accepting of forces beyond their control. I wasn’t hooked up to machines. No one told me what to do or instructed me. Everyone in the room was simply a witness, as in a wedding ceremony. Do you, Becky Taylor, accept the solemn duty to birth and mother this baby, leading and following in turn, as necessary? I do…and then she was born, behind me. She was quiet for a moment and then she called out to me and I turned to face her for the first time. Those are the only moments from her conception that we’ve been emotionally separated; those few seconds before she breathed life."<br /><br />This is absolutely beautiful. Thanks for sharing.Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15306169831564047769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279724539848862725.post-9474664738976179052010-09-08T12:45:37.425-05:002010-09-08T12:45:37.425-05:00What beautiful birth stories. I agree! Focus on ...What beautiful birth stories. I agree! Focus on where you were strong. You are giving yourself such wonderful love.<br /><br />I bet there were moments in your cesarean birth, if you look hard enough, that you were strong too...maybe even stronger...Kristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04975310695500323217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279724539848862725.post-16316991448078330772010-09-06T12:27:59.963-05:002010-09-06T12:27:59.963-05:00Thank you! That was beautifully put. I think tha...Thank you! That was beautifully put. I think that sometimes people have trouble understanding the emotional impact births can have on moms.Enjoy Birthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13227246774801636777noreply@blogger.com