Betsy’s birth reflections
Tuesday, December 27th, 2005The intensity of this past week and of the birth has surprised me. Although my labor was very mellow until the last hour or so, (and I loved the freedom to spend so much time outside walking with Nate on a beautiful. warm…+20 degree… day, wow!) that last bit was the most intense experience I can remember. I don’t know that I have ever experienced such a powerful sense of relief- relief even greater than my joy at finally meeting our baby. Seeing Cirdan and carrying him in my arms, I understand so much of what I experienced better. I will always remember our wonderful midwife, Vanessa, (who also delivered Liliana 2 1/2 years ago in this house), holding up the sling scale over our bed as she was weighing Cirdan, and saying quietly to herself, “Oh, dear.” She rechecked his weight again to make sure, just as surprised as we were at our 9 1/2 lb. baby! We also discovered soon afterward that the bones of his head are almost completely fused already, leaving only the tiniest imaginable soft spot. It truly feels like he arrived with a helmet on, ready to take on his older siblings! The fusing of these bones meant NO molding of the head. My first truly painful birth experience. It has been hard to be patient with myself with the rest and recovery that has been necessary despite the fact that, remarkably, neither of us have any visible birth trauma. Except, the fastest 17 lbs. I will ever lose. What would we do without our family nearby to help us during this transition?
I have realized I am also recovering from the pregnancy itself, from the emotional roller coaster it was with so many events of the past year that came unexpectedly. It is good that it is hibernation time here, dark, cold, and just right for cozying up by the fire with a sweet baby, wonderful husband. and two cuddly kids who love good books! With all there is to get done, this is what is important to enjoy. Grandpa Vonnahme told us that the night Cirdan was born there was a lovely aurora (northern lights display), which we will enjoy looking for expectantly each year on his birthday from now on. I have sensed God’s care for us in many ways, and want to be more aware of what is continually present and real even when I am too preoccupied to be grateful, or even to notice at all.