Thursday, August 25, 2011
I'm a Superhero
It's true. I don't feel shy about saying so anymore. I know it's absolutely 100% true.
Afterall, I grew a baby for 9 months. I gave her a safe place to grow into the little person she is today. Okay, in all honesty, she's not that little (although she is young), that also makes me a superhero. I gave birth to a 9 lb, 4 oz. baby, without medication. If that doesn't make me a superhero, I don't know what does.
Some people might think my head has gotten a little inflated over this whole birth thing... So what, I had a baby, like millions of women before. Big deal right? Well, it's a big deal to me, and isn't that what matters?
I didn't know I could do it. We planned for a home birth, but always knew that it might not be our reality. Only 30% of women who hope for a home birth end up having one. The majority of the remaining 70% are transferred to the hospital for pain management. We went into the whole thing with open minds, knowing that the pain might be too much, that I might need to have my baby at the hospital.
I had concerns about childbirth, doesn't everyone? I ended up trying not to think about it too much, which mostly worked for me. I just hoped and trusted that my body would do what it needed to do to safely deliver my baby. I trusted my midwives and that's really all anyone can do.
This isn't my birth story, I'll share that soon enough. For now, all I really wanted to express is that giving birth makes me a superhero. However it happens, for any mother, I'm guessing you come out the other side feeling this way. I hope that for all other mothers anyways.
In the days following giving birth to Sylvie, I had never felt more empowered. I cried about it (happy, emotional tears) several times, and it still makes me teary thinking about it. I have such an amazing birth story - it fills me with strength, joy, love and trust. I trusted myself and that was what was right. What a gift my daughter has given me. I am so lucky.