As I woke up from anesthesia the first thing I saw was my mother’s smiling face. My first born had just arrived and she told me he was perfect! I had hoped for a natural birth, but he didn’t progress after the first 24 hours of labor. He didn’t even progress after the next 12 hours of labor, six of which were under the “let’s-get-this-baby-out” helpful childbirth drug called Pitocin. The umbilical cord was wrapped around his precious little head, just at the right spot to keep him from coming into this world naturally. He arrived just as God planned for him to arrive…healthy, alert and gorgeous! That’s all that mattered to me.
My mother looked me straight in the eyes and said, “YOU CAN DO ANYTHING.” I smiled and cried because my mother knew stuff. When she gave advice, I followed it because she was always right. She died three months later. To this day, I can still see her face and hear her voice whenever I think I might fail at something. Her words continue to give me the courage to move forward.
I try to convey this same message to my children every chance I get.
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