We are all born and we all die. This has me thinking about the Hindu Goddess Kali- goddess of destruction and creation. One does not exist without the other. It is strange for me to think that the last time I spent any part of my life in a hospital was when my dad found out he had terminal cancer. And now just 9 weeks, almost to the day since his death, I spent my night in a hospital room to watch a new life be born. Full circle indeed.
As a doula I am not new to birth, however this was the first birth I was witness to involving a new little member of my family. It was joyous. And beautiful. And heartbreaking. It was an experience we were all wishing my dad was here to see. There were also moments during labor for me that flooded my head with flashbacks~ the mama-to-be in her hospital bed, the blood pressure cuff, the adjusting of pillows to get comfortable~ little things such as these tugging at my heartstrings. One of the most beautiful/heart wrenching moments for me though was watching my brother hold little M in his arms as he held up a picture of our dad for her to gaze upon. There is no doubt in my mind that she will know her grandfather, and in my heart I feel that they have already met.
Life and death. So interconnected. It amazes me how one can feel such sorrow while simultaneously being so full of love you feel like you might just bust! And that’s where I am at. I look at this beautiful little niece of mine and already my heart just wants to explode. I can only imagine what her parents must be feeling! Such a sweet, innocent and magical soul this earth has just been graced with.
Welcome little M. May your path in life be filled with sparkle, enchantments, empowerment and divine love. I look forward to watching you grow into the woman you are destined to become.
Makayla Rose born June 22, 2013 at 5:52am
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