I was up in Spokane this weekend. I was attending a workshop on breastfeeding and medications, which was wonderful but I also planned to spend some time with my youngest son and other old friends. Well, it happened to be my oldest sons birthday... sort of. Actually Saturday was the day before his birthday. In the last few years I've made it a point to celebrate the day before my children s birthday, as the day I gave birth.
I always love a walk on The Centennial Trail. My favorite section is off of Argonne Road. I grew up a few miles from the trail head and I always think about my family, especially my dad, as I hear the railroad horns blare.
It's a quiet, peaceful, place and today was just for me. It's good to reflect on your life at special times. Today I remembered the day I gave birth. I was excited mostly. Time went by and the events took care of themselves. It was very hard and I was amazed at how I could manage the contractions, at least early on. The hours continued to go by slowly.
thoughts:
Time to reflect on the changes in my life.
the day my first child was born
Important to you always.
Mark it. Make it special, make sure you tell your best story. what did you learn, who helped you, how did your body respond to the power of birth. Did it rain, was the moon full. what did your baby look like.
Treasure this day. It will be a family story. Make it a gift of love to your child.
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