Making a Birth Plan | Is it For You?

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With the birth of our new babe just around the corner, (6 weeks more or less!) I am in hardcore nesting and prep phase. Today I was refining our Birth Plan and I’m wondering if this is something that many of you other expectant mother’s do. Often, there is much hulabaloo as soon as that first contraction hits – especially if there are complications no matter how minor.

A Birth Plan can act as your voice when you may not have one because you’re, y’know, slightly busy. It advocates on your behalf if for whatever reason you end up in a different environment or situation than you had ‘planned’ for. Because, let’s be real. The birthing process, labour – is about as unpredictable as children are themselves.

With that said, I find it slightly obnoxious when some peeps think they have it all figured out. Like creating a Birth Plan is the Master Plan, as in – it’s going down this way, I can control what complications may arise and say without a doubt, I won’t want that epidural. There is a fine line between buying into the notion that we can and should control the delivery process, (talk about putting undue pressure on ourselves and feeling inadequate!) and having a positive attitude. Setting goals are o.k. Thinking about your birth, writing things out and discussing them with your partner are good things to do.

I can honestly say that it really helped that my midwives and support team did not offer me an epidural at the first sign of my back labour. They stuck with me through to the bitter end in respecting my wishes to try as hard as I could to have a natural childbirth. Not because I wanted to be a hero, but because I truly believe in the miraculous beauty of feeling all of it. I’ve had the honour of being in the presence of a couple of amazing natural births and let me tell you, it’s not B.S. It’s unreal and age old. I’ve also been in the presence of amazing births, in the hospital, with an epidural.

I’ve shared our own personal Birth Plan today over on my blog, including this neat little addition of an excerpt from,

From the Baby’s Perspective

Oh boy, I can’t wait to come out and meet my goofy and passionate parents. I keep hearing music playing from my Dad singing with his friends and with Grandpa. My Mom is going to try to be calm and relaxed during my birthing, so there won’t be any need for me to get agitated. Her body, with which I’ve been in such close communion these last nine months, will do what it needs to for me to emerge safely and without peril. I’m trusting of my midwives and doctors to be there me or my mom is in trouble. I’m amazed at the perfection of the human body. Man, you should see what it’s like in here. I can see the muscles of Mom’s uterus and know that they’ll be strong and work just as they’re created to.

I’m sure Mom and Dad will be playing music when I’m getting ready to arrive, so I’ll have something for my ears to tune to during the passage. It’s going to be cold when I first get out there, so I want to be put right next to my Mom’s warm body. I want Dad to be there too and he can cut my cord.

My entry into the world is aiming to be free of drugs, but mom doesn’t have to be a hero. She has chronic back pain and fights the good fight. I definitely don’t want any metal instruments poking up into Mom and grabbing me and pulling me out unless absolutely necessary. When I arrive and my nose takes in the first scents I experience, I’ll smell the familiar tones of sage, cedar and sweetgrass. These will be calming to me. Mostly, I just don’t want it to be a negative thing. No undue drama please. Don’t tell my Mom that I’m causing her pain. I’m not. I’m entering the world with joy and enthusiasm.

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