If you find yourself weighed-down by dark clouds of despair, take heart. The sun will come out again. It will. And you may even be grateful for the clouds that made the sunshine all the more welcomed and cherished. Hang on, my friend.
For today’s “guest post,” I’ve asked three of our book’s fans who have not yet crossed the bridge into motherhood to join me for an interview. Childbirth wasn’t something I became interested in until I became pregnant myself. So it intrigued and excited me that we had women reading our book who were not yet married or mothers. I wanted to dig into their heads and see if I could figure out how to get more of their peers to begin educating themselves about their sacred life-giving abilities (before marriage and pregnancy). I’ve loved “talking” with these women… Shaylee Ann, Emily, and Lynette. I hope you love them too.
Today I’m happy to share the birth of Claire Eleanor, the fourth child of Liz. This birth came after an anxiety-filled pregnancy, and a previous stillbirth. This was her first birth without an epidural. I hope you enjoy it (and Liz’s priceless sense of humor) as much as I did.
As I continue to wait upon the Lord and our daughter, I hope to be able to be more patient with my new understanding. I have done what I need to do. I know that I need to continue to keep myself healthy by eating right and getting good rest. I can choose to be hopeful instead of waitful by taking advantage of this “extra” time to prepare for our baby’s arrival. I can visualize her learning at the feet of my Grandmother or other loved ones gaining that last minute instruction that will help her have the strength and wisdom she will need on this earth.
The following is a beautiful birth story that demonstrates the Lord’s goodness and kindness and His knowledge of our individual fears and worries. God is good. Enjoy!
A year ago, I thought I knew the will of the Lord for my family: more babies down the road. But now I’m not so sure. I just don’t know what to do about those two spirits I once believed were waiting for us to welcome them. And I couldn’t help feeling a pang of guilt, knowing that my womb may never again give life, when I heard Elder Oaks’ General Conference talk.
From the archive, by Sheridan… Often when a mom thinks about choosing a care provider for her birth she thinks about two things: what kind of care provider she wants and where she wants to give birth. I think it is equally important to look at the type of relationship* you have with your care provider.
I received an email from one of our readers, sharing how my essay “Unity with Providers of Care” (in the Unity chapter of our book) had a positive impact on her. She also shared a beautiful spiritual experience she had after reading my essay. With her permission, I share it today. -Lani
As I look back over my nearly-32 years on this earth, I can see that my whole life was a series of wombs and birth canals. Comfortable lulls followed by strait and narrow (frequently uncomfortable) squeezes into my next phase of growth and development.
This is the birth story of my friend, Christy. I love that she sang while laboring, and I love how encouraging her husband and doula were, and I love the role her momma played in her darkest hour. Enjoy!