In my experience, when it comes to pregnancy, birth and parent hood - everyone with a kid is the holder of sacred, must-be-shared undeniable truths.
TRUTHS I tell you. Facts not to be argued with.
During my first pregnancy I found the influx of information completely overwhelming. I was angered by the constant bombardment of unsolicited advice and opinions. Each told with an air of superiority and an unspoken assumption of compliance.
The thought of a calm birth, caesarian birth, water birth, natural birth, orgasmic birth (oh yes, it exists) and the endless attitudes, beliefs, judgments and suggestions surrounding them was enough to make me make me hyperventilate.
Can a woman not enjoy her pregnancy in blissful ignorance of the imminent birth?
Can a woman not choose to be ill prepared for such an event?
It would appear not.
So on I went, listening and silently seething.
And whilst I was silently seething I was simultaneously visualising the birth canal and wind swept beaches in preparation for a spiritual, connected birth. One where I would painlessly (contractions are like 'waves', don't you know) push a baby from my nether regions and in a candle lit room, have it placed to my swollen, naked breast.
There we would stay for weeks, enjoying a sacred baby-moon.
Obviously nothing can truly prepare a woman for the birth of her first child. No amount of breathing, stretching, visualising or planning.
Some women are just blessed with complication free births. Other women are blessed with births that deviate from the plan but still result in beautiful, healthy babies.
This time, the third time round, I feel like a powerful wilderbeast* not to be messed with. My ideas are formed, my experiences set. I know what I'm in for and I'm thrilled by what is before me.
Pregnancy and birth, much like parenthood have provided me with endless opportunities to reflect upon my human-ness, my need for a savoiur, for help and support, for confidence and humility.
*I'm completely comfortable with comparing myself to a wilderbeast, whatever that is.
Tell me how did you/do you find the 'information overload' that comes with pregnancy/parenthood?
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