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Experiencing a caesarean

A Goddess in the ultimate reality of choice

Privileged in her role to give birth to a child

By ocean, moon and lake

Be magic the choice that she make

The birth of new breath

A baby’s love shall wake

Faerie Nicole

The little soul inside me was in a breech position throughout my entire pregnancy. He was my third child to be…

  • I had to see the Doctors for all of my visits.

The cycle of nature was forcing my baby to remain in a breech position where the babie’s head sits upward towards your chest. In the universal flow of energy is where this tiny little person was going to stay!

  • The Doctor advised me that the safest way to deliver my baby would be by caesarian section

I was heartbroken and frightened at the choice I would have to make. Delivering naturally meant the possibility of complications, when I had a completely healthy child waiting to come into the world. I was bewildered by the way in which nature takes its course, and sometimes it goes beyond our understanding. I approached caesarean as the gift of experiencing birth in another form ~ the universe was mysterious and this was no exception.

    • At the time, it was common procedure to have my bikini line shaved
    • The caesarean is usually a booked procedure
    • I had a canula inserted into my wrist
    • I had to fill out paperwork and sign a consent form to perform surgery
    • An epidural was also needed for the procedure ~to numb the area of my entire tummy
    • I was inserted with a catheter to enable me to go to the toilet afterwards, as I would be still numb

I knew that a sacred child would be born from my womb and I was afraid of the unknown that came with giving birth this way, and I was also excited at the prospect of a new experience.

In the shadows of the blue lights that shined above me, a new baby breathes new life as he is held in the hands of the Doctor lathered in the potion of white wash from my cauldron. The sacred place where he lived, and ate, and grew, into his skin….

My husband proudly cut the umbilical cord for the third time ~ a baby born in his purest form. Sacred in our own magic circle , a fellowship of  father, mother and baby. We were in a state of bliss in the land of baby love, and celebrating the bonding of precious life and the rhythmic beat of his heart pounding. Our baby boy was a bronze hue of perfection under the band of blue lights that cast their eerie shadows in the room, as he was cleansed. His complexion was exotic, as though he had been beach combing in an idyllic paradise under the sky of the viking sun. We marvelled at his soft textures that were striking and his authenticity ~ delightful.

In a timeless setting the Doctors and Nurses shuffled around the room joyous of their achievements, while the Surgeon sutured my stomach to its natural elegance.

    • There was a period of unwinding from the effects of the epidural and surgery
    • My husband was sent to maternity ward to care for our baby
    • I was hooked up to a machine to administer pain relief when needed
    • After birth pains came for the third time (almost like contraction pains) I used heat packs to soothe as they moulded nicely into my tummy
    • My caesarean cut  was just below the bikini line and has faded over time
    • For at least six weeks after surger the pain in yor abdomen canbe still excrucating
    • Give yourself some of your own mother love at this time so that you can heal

The experience is as unique and wonderful as it is for a normal vaginal delivery, however there was an element of seperation in the first hour or so recovering after surgery, while a nomal vaginal deivery allows you the intimacy and bonding from your baby’s first breath and for the hours that follow.

‘All kinds of emotions are unearthed

Throughout pregnancy, birth, and when becoming a parent;

We are touched by each layer of events

and the experience that every emotion creates.’

Faerie Nicole

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