An unmedicated birth happens one wave at a time. When each comes, you have a choice: believe that you can, or believe that you can't.
During my unmedicated labors, transition always came and it was always then that I wondered why I was doing this. I was in a hospital. It would be so much easier to call for the epidural. I had nothing to prove.
But then I remembered how amazing it felt afterward. How all of this wouldn't matter then. I listened to my husband's voice telling me "just one more," and I knew in my mind that I could do this, even though I said out loud, "I don't want to do this."
It's not until we descend below the wave, surrendering our consciousnesses to the sensations of birth that we're then able to emerge from it.
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