If you've read any of my posts about my past births, you will know that I have a few regrets. For both Eli and Silas's births I planned home births (or a hotel birth, in Silas's case, if you are being specific). In both cases I ended up in the hospital, drugged, assisted and disappointed.
Well, I am doing a few things different this time (not traveling across an international border while in labour, for one...) I am going again for a homebirth, and can't wait to experience birth the way my body was meant to do it.
Last week I received a gift in the mail. It was a gift from someone I don't even know, in real life anyway. I am part of a Due Date Club on Mothering.com. Several of the women who frequent the board got together to do a gift exchange. The momma who sent me a gift is from Brooklyn. She was so thoughtful and her gift so powerful. This is what she sent:
Would it be admitting too much if I said I cried? I did. Just a little. She wrote the nicest note, saying that she just knew I would get my homebirth this time, and that my baby would be able to proudly wear this sweet little onesie. And the crochet cowboy boots??? Well, need I even say anything about those. You all know I LOVE them! I don't know why, but her sending me her faith all the way from Brooklyn just means so much. It's not just me that thinks I can do this: my online friend from Brooklyn believes in me too. This little onesie is staying out until my baby is here as a reminder of the faith in me all around. And I can't wait to send her a picture of my baby wearing it!!!
And, for my giftee, Laura in Toronto, I knit her this little sweater and hat:
Mossy. I knit it on a tighter gauge so that it would fit a brand new newborn, and wouldn't have to be grown into. The hat is a favourite pattern of mine: Aviatrix.