Pregnancy is an exhilarating time — all the anticipation, excitement and sacredness of what’s happening within. Then there’s birth. Ah, words can only try to capture what happens. We understand what’s going on physiologically, but for every woman, there’s a different psychological and spiritual story unfolding. Let us not forget postpartum. After all this excitement and focus on the mother, now the focus is on the baby; the woman that was once treated like royalty in her pregnant state is now a slave to this infant who is solely dependent upon her. Hopefully she had a wonderful birth experience and developed the mama bear bond with her babe and gives of her time and body with a happy heart, for what wouldn’t she do for this new love in her life?
For the past week in my blogging absence, I’ve been working with our BirthNetwork for the BOLD Red Tent and the play “Birth.” My time and energy were absorbed in the planning and nurturing of the events, and I had to draw some boundaries for myself (coincidental that that was my last blog topic, eh?). Then, one by one, the events were born. I suppose we had triplets! Two Red Tents and one “Birth” play. The events were fabulous, and I have earned a new level of respect for the women in my community and the talent and generosity therein. I was amazed at the beauty of sharing, the diversity of stories, the openness of women’s hearts given the space and even amazed at my own ability to help pull something like this together — not by myself but with the help of others.
Now in our postpartum phase of the BOLD events, I miss the excitement, anticipation and connection with other women. Those elements are too few in our society. Yet it was a lovely birth, and I come away knowing that I have much work to do for improvement in maternity care. In the words of one of my former midwives, I’ll “do it with a happy heart.”
I believe our lives are meant to serve, and I’ll consider it a blessing to serve the wonderful women in our community. May we all be blessed with beautiful births, whether it be of children or of creative endeavors, and may we all feel the support of one another.