08/05/2022
23 years ago I went to my first birth! 🍾❤️
This is a photo of me with my first born. I had absolutely no idea what I was in for! My attitude was ‘ignorance is bliss’. 😎
➡️I was a follower. I did what I was told or what I thought people wanted me to do.
🩺I thought for sure my doctor knew what was best for me and although my nurses encouraged me to move around as much as possible, I had no idea what that meant. I did move… a bit. Walked down the hallway a couple of times but no one was there to guide my husband and I through what movement could look like.
🛁I took a bath - best thing I did all labour but mostly all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball on my bed. No one showed me any favourable positions to lay in while I tensed up my body with each contraction.
💉I was terrified of having an epidural. My fear was the only thing driving me towards a drug free birth.
☺️After everything, yes I did it and yes I felt pretty damned good about it! I learned a lot about myself.
💥I am strong
💥I am resilient
💥I can do hard things
💥I know what is best for ME
💥My body knows what to do, and I have trust in its ability to do it.
23 years ago was the start of my journey. Learning who I am as my own person. Learning about the amazing art and ability of the body. Learning about the power in the presence of the mind and even greater strength in joining mindfulness to breath. Being confident in the fact that knowledge is strength and helps to ease fear.
💝My birthing day did not bring all of these beautiful life lessons to me right away but a seed was planted and it grew.
🔆I could only imagine now if I had a doula back then. I would have learned all of the same lessons… just a little quicker🤗