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LAW OF ATTRACTION AND BIRTH

Natural Birth I feel like with all three of my children I was able to use the law of attraction and birth them naturally. My idea is to share a little story about how my thinking and my mindset drew in the most amazing labor and delivery nurse you could ever want in your life. I might as well start right at the beginning with the first born. It was my decision to give hypnobirthing a try. I really did not want to have any medications and I wanted to have control over myself while giving birth and living through the most amazing moment thus far in my life. Honestly, I knew that hypnobirthing was for me the moment I learned about it. Being who I am though, I just took the time to read about it. I didn't take a class or follow anyone's outlined path. Teaching myself the basics, I sort of winged it. I followed some suggestions from different things I had read and modified it to my very own technique. The law of attraction made sense to me I used my imagery to imagine the most amazing birth experience. I learned how to use my mind with a purpose so I could have the control I so wanted during the childbirth experience. During all my preparations, I just knew my birthing supports would all be amazing. The first born The first born was the beginning of this amazing journey. As I was admitted to the hospital, in labor with my very first baby, the most amazing, soft spoken nurse found her way to me. My labor lasted 18 hours and I had terrible back labor. This nurse knew and understood hypnobirthing and was right by my side the entire time. She knew I did not want medicine, she knew i wanted to have this baby naturally and helped me stay true to my images the entire time. As the OB was talking about prepping a room for a C-section (something I later learned), this nurse took me through pushing and gave me the strength and encouragement I needed to accomplish my goal and have a healthy, all natural, 100 percent control over the whole experience. My first born was 9 lbs 13 ounces and 24 inches long. Yes, that is two feet long! The Second born Fast forward a couple of years and I was getting ready to have my second baby. I was beginning my hypnobirthing mind preparations and immediately I began thinking about my nurse.I had a very close friend of mine saw her just before I was going into labor. Maybe the day before. Anyway, she said she was not going to be on over the next few days. My friend told me this, but I didn't let it sway my thoughts. I just knew she would be there. When I went into labor, I went in through the emergency room and guess who came in with a wheel chair to take me up to labor and delivery. You guessed it! There she was. She remembered me and knew my birth plan almost immediately. My second child decided he was in a hurry to enter the world. The contractions were very hard and I had to be given something to slow them down because the cord was around his neck and he was having some distress from it. This birth was also nothing short of amazing. My nurse was again, my guide. She saw me through the whole three hour delivery and with her help, my second was born after just three short pushes. He was not quite as big as the first, and he came screaming into this world. He came so fast my nurse was trying to call the OB and had to throw the phone down while yelling for help saying she had a baby with a cord. The OB got to the room literally just in time to catch that beautiful boy and slide the cord right off. The third born Just a short time ago, I was in my third trimester with my little girl. Eight years had passed since I had my last baby. I had no idea if my nurse would even still be at the hospital. My decision was to go with the midwives this time and it was a great experience. I had some pretty interesting health issues with this pregnancy so labor was a little scary for me. I had a prolapsed uterus and no one could really tell me what would happen during labor. If you want to read more about that, feel free to check out my more specific blog entries. There I was in my third trimester, working out my birthing techniques and I began thinking about my nurse. I just saw her there with me, keeping things calm and amazing for me. She would be my advocate. I pictured her there while everything went smoothly. One of the big differences with this birth was they were having me come in to be induced. They did not want me to go into labor when they were not fully staffed so I was starting this birth with drugs. Something I really did not want. I walked in to labor and delivery, ready for them to induce me. The nurse, there she was! My angel of a nurse. My smile and my confidence immediately boosted. I knew, at that moment, everything was going to be fine. My nurse took a moment to remember me, but I saw it all come back to her as I talked about my previous deliveries with her. She was there for me from the moment I walked in my room. She even decided to hook me up to a breast pump to induce labor before they tried any medicine. Well, that breast pump sure did work! No need for drugs after all. Imagine that! Prolapsed uterus and labor The labor was so amazing and so great. My uterus behaved itself , I think because I knew my body and I had control over the whole experience. My whole labor lasted about two hours and that little baby was born after two pushes. Now the most remarkable part of this whole thing was with no drugs, just mind over matter, I was able to smile through every single contraction. I had many nurses, midwives and OB's come in and out of observing this labor and they all where so amazing and great. I knew so much more with this third birth and had really crafted my own hypnobirthing process. Anyway, after all was said and done and the baby was born, my nurse returned to my room. She wanted to thank me for the wonderful experience that birth was. She told me she was thinking of retiring and I told her how special and how important she was for me during all three of my children's births. It was truly a moment for both of us. I feel like this is a pretty epic story about how I was able to use the law of attraction throughout my labor and delivery process and also how I was able to attract my nurse to all three of my births from 2006 to 2016. Honestly, if that is possible, just imagine the possibilities! I would love to talk more about my experience and hope if you have any questions or comments you will leave them below! The Law of Attraction has a great post called Mindful Hypnobirthing that you might also enjoy! Read the full article

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Child Birth and the Law of Attraction!

I feel like in all three of my children's births I was able to use the law of attraction in so many ways. I thought it would be fun to share a little story about how my thinking and my mindset drew in the most amazing labor and delivery nurse you could ever want in your life. I might as well start right at the beginning with the first born. I decided I would be giving hypnobirthing a try as I really did not want to have any medications and I wanted to have control over myself while giving birth and living through the most amazing moment thus far in my life. I knew that hypnobirthing was for me the moment I learned about it. Being who I am though, I just took the time to read about it. I didn't take a class or follow anyone's outlined path. I taught myself the basics and sort of winged it. I followed some suggestions from different things I had read and modified it to my very own technique. The law of attraction made sense to me during this time. I used my imagery to imagine the most amazing birth experience. I learned how to use my mind with a purpose so I could have the control I so wanted during the childbirth experience. During all my preparations, I just knew my birthing supports would all be amazing. The first born was the beginning of this amazing journey. As I was admitted to the hospital, in labor with my very first baby, the most amazing, soft spoken nurse found her way to me. My labor lasted 18 hours and I had terrible back labor. This nurse knew and understood hypnobirthing and was right by my side the entire time. She knew I did not want medicine, she knew i wanted to have this baby naturally and helped me stay true to my images the entire time. As the OB was talking about prepping a room for a C-section (something I later learned), this nurse took me through pushing and gave me the strength and encouragement I needed to accomplish my goal and have a healthy, all natural, 100 percent control over the whole experience. My first born was 9 lbs 13 ounces and 24 inches long. Yes, that is two feet long! Fast forward a couple of years and I was getting ready to have my second baby. I was beginning my hypnobirthing mind preparations and immediately I began thinking about my nurse.I had a very close friend of mine saw her just before I was going into labor. Maybe the day before. Anyway, she said she was not going to be on over the next few days. My friend told me this, but I didn't let it sway my thoughts. I just knew she would be there. When I went into labor, I went in through the emergency room and guess who came in with a wheel chair to take me up to labor and delivery. You guessed it! There she was. She remembered me and knew my birth plan almost immediately. My second child decided he was in a hurry to enter the world. The contractions were very hard and I had to be given something to slow them down because the cord was around his neck and he was having some distress from it. This birth was also nothing short of amazing. My nurse was again, my guide. She saw me through the whole three hour delivery and with her help, my second was born after just three short pushes. He was not quite as big as the first, and he came screaming into this world. He came so fast my nurse was trying to call the OB and had to throw the phone down while yelling for help saying she had a baby with a cord. The OB got to the room literally just in time to catch that beautiful boy and slide the cord right off. Just a short time ago, I was in my third trimester with my little girl. Eight years had passed since I had my last baby. I had no idea if my nurse would even still be at the hospital. I decided to go with the midwives this time and it was a great experience. I had some pretty interesting health issues with this pregnancy so labor was a little scary for me. I had a prolapsed uterus and no one could really tell me what would happen during labor. If you want to read more about that, feel free to check out my more specific blog entries. There I was in my third trimester, working out my birthing techniques and I began thinking about my nurse. I just saw her there with me, keeping things calm and amazing for me. She would be my advocate. I pictured her there while everything went smoothly. One of the big differences with this birth was they were having me come in to be induced. They did not want me to go into labor when they were not fully staffed so I was starting this birth with drugs. Something I really did not want. I walked in to labor and delivery, ready for them to induce me. The nurse, there she was! My angel of a nurse. My smile and my confidence immediately boosted. I knew, at that moment, everything was going to be fine. My nurse took a moment to remember me, but I saw it all come back to her as I talked about my previous deliveries with her. She was there for me from the moment I walked in my room. She even decided to hook me up to a breast pump to induce labor before they tried any medicine. Well, that breast pump sure did work! No need for drugs after all. Imagine that! The labor was so amazing and so great. My uterus behaved itself , I think because I knew my body and I had control over the whole experience. My whole labor lasted about two hours and that little baby was born after two pushes. Now the most remarkable part of this whole thing was with no drugs, just mind over matter, I was able to smile through every single contraction. I had many nurses, midwives and OB's come in and out of observing this labor and they all where so amazing and great. I knew so much more with this third birth and had really crafted my own hypnobirthing process. Anyway, after all was said and done and the baby was born, my nurse returned to my room. She wanted to thank me for the wonderful experience that birth was. She told me she was thinking of retiring and I told her how special and how important she was for me during all three of my children's births. It was truly a moment for both of us. I feel like this is a pretty epic story about how I was able to use the law of attraction throughout my labor and delivery process and also how I was able to attract my nurse to all three of my births from 2006 to 2016. Honestly, if that is possible, just imagine the possibilities! I would love to talk more about my experience and hope if you have any questions or comments you will leave them below! Read the full article

My Birthing Experience

Many of my friends have either just had a baby, or are about to have a baby any day now. I am so incredibly happy for them, but I have to admit, it stirs up some mixed emotions for me. Sometimes I feel jealous when I see women who are beautifully, gigantically, pregnant. I often hear, "I just want this baby out of me!" and while I understand that they are uncomfortable and want to meet their precious little ones, it makes me want to cry. I would have given anything to be able to carry Finn to term, or at least to a point where he could have survived without the life saving equipment and support of a NICU. I would trade every heel prick and failed attempt to start an IV for a stretch mark. I would trade feeding tubes, TPN and Lipids for back pain. I would happily take a hemorrhoid or two in lue of ventilators, NIVs and CPAPs. I am jealous of your labor and delivery. I started bleeding at 26 weeks. Just before 28 weeks, after my second hospital stay, I stood up in my living room and felt a giant gush. In the five minutes it took my dad to get to my house to pick me up, I was light headed due to the amount of blood I had lost. I wanted to go to the closest hospital, the one in my city, but my OB-GYN told me over the phone, if there was any hope for the baby to live we had to get to Saginaw, approximately 20 minutes away. I was told I had about 10 minutes before we lost the baby and 20 minutes before my life was in danger. Luckily, by the time we arrived at the hospital, the bleeding had slowed and the baby's heart rate was steady. The contractions started that evening, my body's response to having blood in my uterus. Every 2 minutes. They couldn't stop them because the medicine would cause me to bleed out. They were cautious about giving me narcotics because they were unsure how long we could hold off delivery and, well... I suppose they didn't want to create a junkie mom with an addicted baby. The next day, we had our first code pink. They lost Finn's heart rate, and even after having me change positions multiple times, they could not find it. I was rushed down to the OR, where I was met by a team of doctors to care for both me, and my son. As they were prepping me for surgery, Finn's heart rate came back up. I had a panic attack. I couldn't pull myself together. I lay on the table trying to calm my mind, and someone turned on the radio. The song "Hold On" by Phillip Phillips came on the radio and I sang it while I pulled myself back together. I still cry when I hear this song. Content with the baby's now steady heart rate, the doctors dispersed and the nurses wheeled me back to my room. I wasn't allowed to eat anymore because they were sure the baby was coming soon. The next day was spent starving and having non-stop contractions. The next morning was the scariest day of my life. I'm sure you would say your child's birth was the happiest day of your life. It breaks my heart to say, the birth of Finn was one of the scariest, I would hate to say, worst, days of my life. A million nurses and doctors rushed into my room. "Megan. Lay on your left side." "Ok, let's try your right side", "can you roll to your back again?" I handed my phone and glasses to Ty and I was on my way to the OR again. I closed my eyes, clamped my hands together, and prayed. My nursed brushed my hair into a net, and said, "keep praying, honey, it will be okay". I was prepped, and they began my C-Section. Unfortunately, they were in such a hurry to get my distressed baby out, that I wasn't even fully numbed from the spinal block. A few moments later, I heard "it's a boy!" followed by the faintest, most beautiful cry that I could ever imagine. The anesthesiologist gave me some medication for pain, and everything is a bit fuzzy from there. I remember hearing the NICU team counting, and assessing Finn. I remember Ty holding my hand and I remember them wheeling Finn by in a little isolete. They stopped and let me look at him for a moment before taking him upstairs. He was wrapped in plastic to keep him warm, and they took the mask off of his face so I could see him better.

I am jealous of your pictures. The ones where you are holding your beautiful pink, plump newborn in your arms. I want that moment so bad. I want a doctor to hand me my brand new baby, fresh from the womb. I want it so bad that it hurts.I think, of all the things I missed out on, this is what I long for the most. The moment of post birth bliss. Where it seems you have not a worry in the world, it's just you and your baby, You get to stroke it's hair, and kiss it's cheeks. And just be happy. I hated having to recover on the Postpartum floor. I had to walk past a dozen rooms of celebrating families to get to the elevator to take me three floors up to see my baby. Too fragile to hold, sometimes too fragile to touch. Hooked up to tubes, lines, cords and pumps. I had to lay in my bed hooked up to a breast pump and listen to the gathering in your room. Hear you singing to your babies, hear your babies crying... I had to ask permission to go up and see Finn, because I was having a rough recovery, and lay in my bed and hopelessly cry when my nurses gently told me "no". You cried tears or joy. I cried tears of fear, and frustration, and defeat. I was discharged from the hospital empty handed. You walked out with your carseat and precious cargo, I walked out with the strength of my husband to keep my feet going forward. You sat next to your bundle of joy and watched him sleep, while I laid my head on the dashboard and cried my heart out. One particular family member has often told me he didn't understand why I was so sad. I had a baby, so he wasn't with me, but I was able to be with him. Perhaps he will never understand. But this is why. I missed so much. My heart was aching. Heavy with feelings of helplessness and guilt. I do not think I will ever have a "normal" birthing experience. Bentley was adopted, so I have a beautiful "gotcha day" memory. But even with Bentley, we went through 18 months with fear of losing him. Not losing him like we might Finn, but having him removed from our care to live with his birth father. After Finn, I am too scared to get pregnant again. I'm not sure I'm strong enough to go through that kind of pain again. I think I am coming to terms with the NICU stay, I think eventually that wound will heal. I do not think I will ever come to terms with Finn's birth and the events leading up to it. I think that will always be the raw, painful experience that causes me to feel in ways that I do not like. I do not like having to push the memories of Finn's birth to the back of my mind. And I really do not like being jealous of you. You are my friends, and my family. I am sincerely happy for you. Now, I know there are families who never get to fill their car seats. Who's babies do not make it. And I'm sure I sound ridiculous to them. I promise I do not mean to be insensitive to you. My heart aches for you in a way that I cannot even put into words. When Finn became sick and we weren't sure he was going to make it, my world crashed in around me. I am not sure I would have ever recovered from it. I commend your strength and bravery. And I'm so sorry for what you went through.

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