Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
When you stop fighting . . .
So people who don't know me very well are always asking me about my homebirth. "How in the world did you do that?" My response is always the same, "When I stopped fighting the pain, the pain went away."
Saturday, DH and I had a long talk about our current & future wheat-less life. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, "When you stop fighting the pain of being wheatless, it will become normal." He's right. Now that I've stopped fighting being wheat-less, I am finding it easier to be wheatless. I'm actually okay with the idea of being wheatless for the rest of my life.
So I guess everything I ever needed to learn I learned during my homebirth. Okay not really but still, there is a big life lesson. Stop fighting and go with the flow. Trust that everything will be okay; trust that if you let go, it can be okay. As a friend of mine always says, "Let go and Let God."
Saturday, DH and I had a long talk about our current & future wheat-less life. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, "When you stop fighting the pain of being wheatless, it will become normal." He's right. Now that I've stopped fighting being wheat-less, I am finding it easier to be wheatless. I'm actually okay with the idea of being wheatless for the rest of my life.
So I guess everything I ever needed to learn I learned during my homebirth. Okay not really but still, there is a big life lesson. Stop fighting and go with the flow. Trust that everything will be okay; trust that if you let go, it can be okay. As a friend of mine always says, "Let go and Let God."
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Slipping thur my fingers
Yes, the title is a reference to the ABBA song. That song played in my head today. Today I put up my pump and Audrey's bottles. I sobbed. I'm crying even now.
I find it so hard to believe that it is that time. I should have put it all up a month ago but I just wasn't ready to let it all go.
She is growing up so fast! I still feel that newborn being placed on my chest for the first time. Now she's 32 inches tall! Where did the time go? Does always move so fast? I keep thinking that I going to turn around and she'll be graduating from college.
Slipping thur my fingers always comes to mind when I think Audrey going up. The time is moving so fast, slipping thur my fingers in deed. The song always makes me cry. I remember how hard I sobbed listening to the song when I was pregnant. I think maybe I cry too easily.
I'm not ready to see Audrey grown up. I want my baby but there is no way but forward. Audrey is no newborn; she is a toddler. I thank God for each moment with her. I know I don't deserve this wonderful girl. So yes it feels like it is all slipping thur my fingers; all moving so quickly.
I find it so hard to believe that it is that time. I should have put it all up a month ago but I just wasn't ready to let it all go.
She is growing up so fast! I still feel that newborn being placed on my chest for the first time. Now she's 32 inches tall! Where did the time go? Does always move so fast? I keep thinking that I going to turn around and she'll be graduating from college.
Slipping thur my fingers always comes to mind when I think Audrey going up. The time is moving so fast, slipping thur my fingers in deed. The song always makes me cry. I remember how hard I sobbed listening to the song when I was pregnant. I think maybe I cry too easily.
I'm not ready to see Audrey grown up. I want my baby but there is no way but forward. Audrey is no newborn; she is a toddler. I thank God for each moment with her. I know I don't deserve this wonderful girl. So yes it feels like it is all slipping thur my fingers; all moving so quickly.
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