“Just in case you need a c-section, this is what we will do,” the anesthesiologist told me between contractions.
Politely I listened. Inside I refused to agree.
I knew what they would do. I knew his job. I knew it well.
“I’m not here for that. I won’t need him,” I said out loud. I had to clear the air.
I was in my zone, going with my body and he came in to talk about what ifs.
But this was MY birth room. I was here for MY birth. I didn’t want those words hanging around the room.
“I am not here for that. I am strong. I am strong. I am doing this.”
My heart remained focused. This whole journey had been a challenge for me.
“What will I believe? What shall I cast my eyes on?”
The birth I felt called to. The birth I desired for many years. The birth I prepared for for many, many months. I refused to allow another’s words take me off course.
Strong determination. Belief. And trust in my body. You’re no different. You can go into your birth believing with confidence that you are able. And why, dear reader, should we believe any different. ????