I think all of my life, with some rare occasions of being rebellious, I have wanted to be a wife and a mother. Definitely, the moment I was clear I wanted to be in a relationship, I was looking forward to everything the relationship would bring: partnership, prosperity, wealth, marriage, and children.
I have envied people who were in powerful marriages, who got along well and at the sight of pregnant women, at least after my 20s, I was envious and jealous.
It’s not until I got pregnant myself that illusions of the miraculous child birthing were beginning to crash. Namely, I had visions of working and being completely mobile until the day of delivery and have found myself exhausting and sick for almost my entire first trimester. My breast were getting bigger and it was painful. I could no longer sleep on my stomach which is how I liked to sleep since I was born. The worse thing was, no one could tell I was pregnant, because nothing showed on the outside, so I wouldn’t necessarily get a better treatment while in a metro or waiting in a line.
Then second trimester came and I had felt much better. I could finally eat food again (something other than lemons, grapefruits and sour cabbage), but my body was changing. Now, I wasn’t looking pregnant but slightly chubby and for someone who suffered from extra weight and many impacts of that in my teenage years, that was a big mental struggle to overcome. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted my baby more than anything else, but the way I felt was hardly matching or feeling like it’s a fair price to pay. Mind you, I am talking about healthy pregnancy. I cannot even imagine what women who have slight complications have to go through.
And finally, I am approaching the end of last trimester, very close to delivery. I have interviewed more than 50 mothers, checked about different ways of delivery etc. And, it seems that, while there is a small percentage of women who were mind strong and were able to have a relatively easy and natural delivery, most women had some kind of complication, lot’s of pain and perhaps some further impacts in their life from birthing their child (or children). Yes not one of them is ongoingly complaining and most of them did all they could to put that experience behind the moment they brought life into the world, but I know, from having talked to all of them, that they all experienced pain in the process.
Then a friend of mine recommended a book by Ina May and on her website, even prior to ordering, I found this quote:
“It’s not just the making of babies, but the making of mothers that midwives see as the miracle of birth.”
— Barbara Katz Rothman
I realized that there was more to it than what we initially get to see. This fear that I had my whole life about birthing a child, as much it can be justified, is also a bit unnatural. And, I am out to find out. AS my friend said, affirming: “easy, natural, child birth!!!”