Rachael, Kelly, & Ezra
The Journey for Ezra
I still remember Kelly’s expression when I told him we had our first appointment with a midwife. Honestly, I wasn’t sure either. I wanted to try on the idea, perhaps indulge in the possibility of empowerment and grace. Besides, I already felt connected to the sweet, empathetic telephone personality who “listened” to me sputtering questions and probably crying because of the nausea …Ah, Lisa!
I also remember Kelly’s look of “A-ha!” when we left the BBC for the first time: no doubt mirroring my own. No need to explore further, that was clear! Wise, peaceful, & unmistakably in charge Mikelann, like Yoda, had a way of making things seem right and sensible again. The energy and intent of the BBC we so aligned with our best wishes for the journey, we wouldn’t allow insurance coverage uncertainties or a “just in case” mentally to blur our focus. We followed our hearts and felt relieved.
I’ve come to realize pregnancy and childbirth as an ultimate exercise in “letting go”: a consistent theme throughout my child-bearing year. No aspect of my being was unaffected by the gradual shifting of myself into my new identity as ‘mother’. When I found myself already overdue, feeling nervous, and under pressure for labor to begin, I met with Kris, who supported me along a cathartic experience of self-realization. I treasure those meetings as a crucial step toward Ezra’s magical, natural arrival.
A week after our due date, the castor oil worked! My water had broken and I was feeling consistent, strong contractions all morning. We arrived at the BBC by 8 a.m. and Ezra was in my arms nursing by 3:30p.m. that very same day.
Labor was: Excitement, Joy, Pain, Skin, Hugs, Water, Wrinkles, Trust, Warmth, Fears, Green & Purple, Hunger, Smiling, Shaking, Kicking, Whispers, Surprises, Sunlight, Focus, Encouragement, Breathing, Knowing…Being!
Ezra’s birth was a multi-layered, many-faceted experience that engaged every part of me. It was more than a physical experience and certainly much more than a medical event: It was the birth of a family.[/one_half]
Written by Rachael Jones