Easy Delivery
Listening to my inner wisdom about childbirth, written in 2004
When most people heard I was pregnant, I was asked the predictable questions like: “When are you due?” (March 27th) “Do you know what you’re having?” (No, it’s a surprise.) And “How do you feel?” (Good, all things considered.) These questions I expected, but what I didn’t expect was that the next thing out of most people’s mouths was a story about how bad their sister, mother, friend, or even their own labor was. People I barely knew would launch into a story that would scare most women from becoming pregnant in the first place.
I tired of hearing these stories immediately. I decided early on that I didn’t want to know what could go wrong unless it was somehow preventable. I knew hearing these labor horror stories would in no way help me or prepare me for the delivery of my child.
I wanted something unheard of and definitely not talked about — I wanted an easy delivery. For the previous two years I had developed my own personal principle of allowing things to be easy, and if I allowed them to be easy, then they would be. Worrying about things — anything — made every circumstance and situation more difficult and even if the end result was positive, I was exhausted from the worry.
Once I decided for my pregnancy to be easy, I noticed I had no morning sickness and minimal physical…
