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Thursday, May 22, 2008

GRATITUDE-1, 000 DAILY GIFTS

I recently found a great place to learn about gratitude. (check it out sometime here)
Actually, learning and listing about gratitude.

We make lists of things to get from the grocery store, appointments to attend and books we would love to read. How humbling it will be to make a list of things that we are thankful for now, that we HAVE right now!

I was so inspired after learning that some are "listing' 1000 things that they are grateful for. Grateful for these gifts, they are listing them. I too will list the things that I am thankful for, given to me with grace and love by our Father. So many things come to mind, my fingers can barely keep up with my thoughts.

I also read that with thankfulness in our hearts, there is no room for envy or hatred or any other sin. Wow!

Check this out, also snagged from the A Holy Experience:

Sin Defense: "May I share one more benefit I’ve discovered from gratitude? A thankful heart fills it and blocks out room for sin. When I am being thankful, I can’t envy. They’re incompatible! When I’m being thankful, I can’t covet. It knocks down pride and conceit as gratitude reminds me of where every good and perfect gift comes from. Giving thanks doesn’t allow room for complaining, grumbling. None. The very act of thanking God (seeing His gifts) turns my head away from opportune sin.
A grateful spirit is nothing – nothing without the Giver behind it all. Just like prayer I suppose. It’s a useless trivial action on its own, but because of the Merciful One who is listening and responding, it becomes a powerful heart-changing step I can take!" ~Chris, Edmonton, Canada

SO WITHOUT FURTHER ANTICIPATION, MY LIST OF GIFTS THAT I AM THANKFUL FOR BEGINS:

1: Wild Daisies on the side of the road...beauty in the mundane


2: Coffee Bean eyes staring at me each day, mocha latte lips pursed for a kiss goodbye and grapevine hair, waiting to be tamed.

3: Even though I do not live near the Ocean, I am at close enough distance to drive there. But in the meantime, I can see fields of grain or straw, blowing in the breeze, like an ocean lapping it's waves towards the shore.



4: fat fingers




5:ELECTRICITY


6: Big brothers with sacred eyes and helping hands




7: The wisdom to know that I will some day see more than what I see in this life



8: Not only feeling privileged to be a mama, but a daughter too.



9: Feet-something about those feet







10: I may not always feel like wiping up puddles of water next to the bathtub (that seems to appear there every evening at bath time-even though no one will own up to it...) but I am grateful that I have children to wipe up after...


11: RARE but quiet thoughts



12: The love between child and animal...







SO THAT IS 1 thru 12 OF MY "THANK YOU Lord for these gifts" LIST - check back for the 13 through 1,000

Please feel free to create your own list. Let's fill our hearts with thankfulness for the creations, blessings and gifts that we have in our life today.

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Wednesday, May 14, 2008

GREEN SMOOTHIES


Raw Food Challenge is starting the 1st week of June! Any interested takers, please see this blog.

I am really into this GREEN SMOOTHIE revolution. Wow! The energy I feel!

The blogger that really turned me onto this exciting adventure is Walk Slowly, Live Wildly and while you are in there checking her out, please see her post on the Temple.

Here are my thoughts today regarding my green smoothies:

Okay, so it looks as though we will begin our raw food challenge the first week in June! Woo Hoo!

I have already started some "priming", about 20 days strong now, with a morning "Green Smoothie". (I started this before joining the 7-day complete raw food challenge)

Most days I use organic romaine or parsley, bananas and strawberries. When I feel like gettin' a little funky, I throw in some spinach and a mango.

Yesterday was really fun, I added a little clove of garlic because I felt a cold comin' on-Whew-talk about kickin! Very tasty but I don't think my co-workers felt very friendly after I gulped that down-hee hee

I was told you can use "any" green as the base of the smoothie. I have found that if you don't like the bitter taste some greens give, use bananas. Bananas cover a lot of that taste and make it really enjoyable to drink.

Today, the day before "grocery day", is the most wild of all days in green smoothie land. Today I have dandelion greens (for the green) and 1/2 of an avocado (for the fruit) and a little flax seed for that something extra. (I also threw in some other yummy yard treats: Violets, a few Echinacea leaves & wild Plantain.) I am not too happy about it today because of the lack of fruit shortage on the home front. Never-the-less, I am sucking it down and feeling the greatest of energy slipping into my body.


You just can't imagine how energized you feel after drinking the power house of vitamins and minerals, liquified for better absorption. I am SOOO excited to start this raw food week.
I have been having so much fun creating and experimenting with these green drinks. It is like art to me. Anything goes some days; other days they have to meet my taste buds' requirements. My kids are slurping them down too. You can't imagine the feeling of joy and energy that bring while drinking AND making them.

To read what sparked my interest in the green smoothie drinks, please read this

To read a little somethin'- somethin' about how greens and raw food helps the body with energy, health etc, please see this article.

Good luck you raw foody challengeeeez!! Can't wait to hear from you!

Friday, May 9, 2008

BIRTH WARRIOR

What is a Birth Warrior?

My definition of a birth warrior may differentiate from other's definitions.

My definition of a birth warrior is that of a woman who is strong and powerful. She is in total control of her body. She births inherently, wielding power and strength with total confidence.

A birth warrior possesses knowledge, trust and faith. She combats fear with the opposite...faith.

She obtains total responsibility for her birth, her baby and her body. She makes decisions out of knowledge and trust and to the best of her ability. She shields her body and her baby from harm.

A warrior is a fighter, a battler, a soldier. Standing up for what they believe in.

A birth warrior stands at the heart of birth and doesn't waver. She holds her head high. She withstands the journey and triumphs in the end. She holds the hand of God and uses His power to bring forth life.

I would love to know your definition of a birth warrior, please share...

WHAT DID YOU RUB ON YOUR BABY'S FEET AT HIS BIRTH?


I was asked, by several people, exactly what it is that I used on my baby's feet after birth. Bach Flower Remedies (Rescue Remedy) is the answer.

History: In the late 1920's a renowned British scientist and physician named Dr. Edward Bach noted that his patients' state of mind were directly related to their physical ills. Unlike traditional medicines' approach to only treating the "symptoms", Bach believed that the way to truly cure an illness was to address the underlying emotional causes of the disease.

Just as Homeopaths believe the infamous "cure like with like"...

He developed 38 natural remedies to alleviate every negative state that he identified. Unlike dangerous drugs and tranquilizers which mask emotional stress, the Bach Remedies act as catalysts to alleviate the underlying emotional causes of stress. They work subtly & gently to restore calm and emotional balance.

Bach discovered in certain flowers vibrations specifically adapted to reestablish balance in stressed individuals. For every human typology and emotion there is a corresponding flower.

Each flower has an energy. This energy is extracted and bottled. Certain emotions such as sadness, fear, confusion, boasting etc... have flower essences that match. Given the proper flower essence, the emotion is balanced out. Hence, emotional balance.

One example is Chicory. A chicory person (in flower-therapese) is one that needs to be over involved in the lives of others, constantly wanting loved ones always nearby or possessive. This type of person would benefit from the Chicory Essence (energy).

The well known Rescue Remedy is a combination of certain flower essences, helping to restore balance, ease stress and sustain trauma. it is used for any unexpected or expected distress.

Nearly every person that I come into contact with has a bottle of Rescue Remedy in their purse or bag. It comes in handy in stressful situations such as taking tests, trauma, birth, envy, public speaking, interviews etc...

I know someone that uses it to combat her not so friendly road rage. She probably has 3 bottles in different handy areas of her car! :) And I applaud her for that!!

So, in speaking of my sons birth, I rubbed Rescue Remedy on his feet and forehead to calm him from the trauma of such an explosive birth. I wanted his emotional needs to be met so he could breathe and pink up. It has been told to me that it is also great for non responsive babies, which wasn't the case in my baby but valuable information none-the-less. Birth alone can cause "shockiness" to the mother and the baby (it's also great for calming anybody involved). All in attendance of my son's birth was sucking down drops of this liquid stress reliever.

Tons of books are out there to help explain the great effectiveness of all of Bach's Flower Remedies, including the combo Rescue Remedy. Do some research for yourself. You may be in need of the valuable information or lacking in this God given energy and help.

In case your wondering what else I did post birth, I administered Arnica (homeopathic remedy for shock and pain) to my baby and myself. I used a great home made perineal salve made from comfrey, sage and Vitamin E. I took doses of home made Alfalfa tincture to get lots of needed vitamins and minerals. I also gave lots and lots of kisses, hugs and love...

Monday, May 5, 2008

PLACENTA

The Placenta-I am so astonished by this organ. The Creator never ceases to amaze me.

I recently met a couple that were totally displeased when I explained that my placenta was hooked up to my baby for hours, treated with respect just as the rest of my body, then buried outside.

They about fell on the floor when I continued the placenta story by telling them that we later planted a blueberry bush on top of it.

I had to pick them up off of the floor when I told them that we really do EAT the blueberries.

Without that special piece of the life giving whole, our baby wouldn't eat, breathe or grow.

How dare we be disgusted? How can we be so detached from our own bodies, when the placenta is truly detached, we are horrified to look, touch or be in awe of it?

Did we forget that it was just inside of our body?

I wrote a poem about that precious placenta.

PRECIOUS PLACENTA

The placenta; when its job is done, when it is no longer needed to nourish the baby, expels itself from the mama’s body.

A treasured “organ” that its sole purpose is nourishment, leaves when its job is done

Amazing formation with intuition

To know when it is time to leave, know it did its purpose with perfection and now can nourish the earth and vegetation.

Blueberries, will flourish with its nutrients

By: Shawna Sealing Kemp

Breastfeeding


BREASTFEEDING
SKIN TO SKIN
SKIN TO NIPPLE
LIP TO BREAST
MY BODY LEAKS-
THE FLUID TO
SUSTAIN AN ACHE-HUNGER
PAIN MAKES YOU HUNGER
MY BODY DRIPS THE FLUID
TO KEEP YOU ALIVE
THE HAND OF GOD &
MY OPAL COLORED FLUID
OH, HOW DO YOU BREATHE?
MILK-BUMP BEADED NOSE
FLARING
YOU CAN SMELL MY BREATH
YOU CAN FEEL MY HEART BEATING
THE FAMILIAR SOUND-TO YOU
THE WARMEST PLACE IN THE WORLD
EYE TO EYE, HAND CLASPED AROUND FINGER
WE SETTLE
AND DRINK…
BY: SHAWNA SEALING KEMP

HOW DO WE EXPLAIN THAT TO WOMEN WHO ARE AFRAID OF CHILDBIRTH?

From WHAT BABIES WANT
This excerpt really touches me:

"These ancient encoded wisdoms and powers and strengths that are released at the moment of birth. I had read about this, but I had never delivered one of my own until twenty years ago, and I had grown children then and I think 8 or 9 grand children by then, but I had another child of my own and I delivered it, I mean I was the only other person present at his birth, the child?s mother delivered it. But I was stunned and astonished at the tremendous energy that filled that whole house, the house shook with that energy and it was an awesome near mystical experience for me, I would say that it was the closest thing to a wide awake mystical experience that I had ever had. Those of us who have delivered our children and made that contact ourselves know that it is an invitation to the greatest intimacy that life ever affords us, offered in that moment; and the infant is the one that offers that total vulnerable intimacy, and if we do not meet it, then the infant feels betrayed by the world, and so they're coming into a world they can't trust because it does not meet their most critical need right at that point."
Joseph Chilton-Pearce, Author

NOW, HOW DO WE EXPLAIN THAT TO WOMAN WHO ARE AFRAID OF CHILDBIRTH?



MY BODY

MY BODY

...Spoken into existence

...With a mind that has two purposeful sides

...Nine months and slowly throughout it switches

...From the intellectual to the primal

...My neck-the conduit for nourishment

...To the now primal mind

...My shoulders

...Two indentions, one on each side of the neck

...Ever wonder what those were for?

...Perfect for cradling a four year old’s head

...At the same time I’m growing a baby inside of me

...My arms

...Separate is perfect; together is magnificent

...One hand to hold a 12 year olds hand

...One arm to carry a 4 year olds body

...All while creating life inside of me still

...All at the same time

...Those arms, later used together

...Used for reaching down and feeling our

...New creation’s head crown, used for rubbing

...The life into him

...Used for exuberance & exaggeration

...As I flail them around while

...Talking excitedly about what just happened

...Used to touch, sense, lift a new life

...From out of me to…onto me…

...Used to wrap around my womb. To feel his

...Kicks and turns. To feel him grow

...Beautiful to paint, scars and a few

...Freckles-my arms

...My breasts

...They know not only at birth, but in future feedings

...The right time the right temperature

...The right amount to produce for

...Nourishment with milk

...Colostrum no color, no smell

...But full of life saving minerals and

...Vitamins and enzymes. Saving 6 million

...Lives annually that fluid so simple,

...Yet so complex.

By: Shawna Sealing Kemp

KEEP YOUR POLICIES OFF OF MY BODY

I read a bumper sticker that stated “KEEP YOUR LAWS OFF OF MY BODY”

I am making a bumper sticker that says: “KEEP YOUR POLICIES OFF OF MY BODY!! OFF OF MY MOTHERS, MY SISTERS, MY FRIENDS, MY DAUGHTERS, MY GRANDDAUGHTERS AND ANY FEMALE STRANGERS’ BODIES!!”

I have recently been made aware of a friend’s situation. She had a previous necessary cesarean. She is now pregnant again. She told her OB of her wishes to birth vaginally this time. He told her “no way”

“We don’t do that @ this hospital.” No VBACs (vaginal birth after cesarean)!!

“IT’S AGAINST POLICY”

She was made aware of other choices (not by her OB). Home birth, HBAC and so forth. She does not have the money to pay for midwifery services. Her man won’t agree to an unassisted birth.

SHE HAS NO OTHER CHOICE RIGHT NOW THAN TO BIRTH FEARFULLY BY A SURGEON AND A SCALPEL.

How damaging is our society? How mutilating, abusive, evil, altered, perverse, mishandled, miscalculated, misconstrued and ungrounded ARE THESE POLICIES?????

I was speechless. I lost sleep. I have no alternative for her.

I am RARELY speechless.

I dream of her going into labor, entering the hospital at 9 cm, pushing her baby out. How unfair and disruptive is that?

Please, tell me what to advise. Help me pray for her and her baby.

Help me change these policies. Help me make a ripple and cause a wave. We, as women and mothers and sisters and granddaughters and friends and strangers are THE BIRTHING PEOPLE.

HOW DO WE STAND BACK AND TAKE THIS? WE ARE THE CONSUMERS!!!!!

WITHOUT US, THERE IS NO MATERNITY CRISIS. WHAT CAN WE DO??? PLEASE, LET’S GROUP OUR VOICES TOGETHER. LETS CAUSE A TIDAL WAVE…

KEEP YOUR POLICIES OFF OF MY BODY!!!!

Zaccai's birth story. Told by his mama. An unassisted home birth.


I am going to post my latest birth. The one that gave me some power. The one that amazes everyone. The one that makes people think that I am very strong and brave. The one that made me question my other births. The one that made me so on fire to change this corrupt maternity medical system, one mama at a time. The birth that showed me what "life" is really about.

I am not taking away from my other births, they were very special also. Special in a different way. The awe that I felt from them was from meeting my baby boys when I was able to. When I was "allowed" to meet them. When I was told what to do. That isn't fair to them or to me.

I was, however, given the short end of the "power" stick with those births. I was robbed.

I was not brave or crazy or excessively strong. I am a women just like you. I have doubts and pain too.

I had people asking me how quickly I called 911-never-in case you are wondering. I chose to believe and trust in my body, my Lord and my baby. Just as I trusted those same things to create, nourish and grow my baby, I also trusted them to peacefully release my baby.

I am forever changed by Zaccai's birth. I will never go back to the naive thinking that existed before. I am vocal now. I am powerful now.

The maternity system is failing and I will not GO DOWN with that ship. Oh No!! You will see no WHITE FLAG flying or the Olive Branch waving. I will fight for my future babies and the babies of my friends, sisters, granddaughters, strangers and women.

I pray to give encouragement, love and hope. Here goes:

Home birth? Maybe. Unassisted homebirth? No way. Never say never.
February 11, 2007 PM Cold winter day, snow in the forecast
“Mom, I just had a dream that you just stood up and your water broke and the baby just came out.” my son Izayah said to me a few days before my new son was born. I laughed and dismissed his dream and told him that that never happens, especially remembering my two previous long labors. Little did I know that I would owe him an apology later because he was right on the money.
February 12, 2007 7:00 PM Snow fall begins
“We are probably timing gas pains.” my mother giggled when I came into the room at a whopping 39 weeks pregnant. “Yah, probably.” I thought because of all of the previous preparatory cramping and false calls. We had been timing cramps for about an hour and they just disappeared, ending with no labor. I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night with more cramping. I refused to call my son’s daddy, Willie, to come home from work or my mother or my midwife until there was some type of rhyme or reason with the cramps.
February 13, 2007 6:00 AM Snow and ice accumulating
The snow turned into a blizzard and my cramping turned into contractions and I called my mother. She arrived and called my midwife and Willie. I had five hard contractions and my twelve year old dreamer woke up and came to me. I told him that we had plenty of hours left before the baby would arrive. Thirteen minutes later, I stood up, my water broke and my baby crowned. With urgency in my voice, I started ordering Izayah around to find a blanket, find the Rescue Remedy, and find the phone to call Willie again. He had sleepy but wild eyes and dutifully started running around the room to find the things I was asking for. My mind couldn’t catch up with my body. With the next contraction, his head was out. The pain stopped and the world stopped. I looked out of the window at the snow and ice and was seeing the sun peaking over the mountain. My mind was racing, but everything was so still, so silent. I felt like I was watching this unfold on a movie or reading about it in a book. I quickly said to my mom, “He’s coming now! Catch him!” I was standing up and she was behind me. Prayers went up and hands went out. With the next contraction, he exploded into the world, posterior, just in time to see the sun rise.
February 13, 2007 6:13 AM Snow and ice accumulating
“Mom, do you have him?” I shouted. With a slow, hushed voice she said “Yes, I have him.” Somehow, I got turned around and was sitting on my bed, holding this familiar stranger. I rubbed him, talked to him and poured Rescue Remedy on his feet and forehead until he was no longer blue and was breathing. He slowly looked back and forth, alert and stimulated, temporarily gazing in my eyes. No better time could have been planned for my new baby to invite me into undying, selfless devotion. He barely uttered a sound and began to nurse. I had this little secret lying on me. No one knew he was born, except those present, until I chose to tell them.
February 13, 2007 6:25 AM Blizzard
Willie came rushing through the door, after a 25 minute drive from work, thinking that I was in labor. He busted in the room only to find me lying there nursing our brand new little boy. My step mother arrived and forty five minutes later she talked me through the delivery of my placenta. A few hours later Willie cut the cord and buried the placenta. Since then, we have planted a blueberry bush over it. My four year old son awoke and then returned to sleep for a bit, not quite understanding the extent of what had just happened. We had breakfast and a birthday cake as my family trekked through the snow and ice to visit us. My baby didn’t cry for thirty hours. My midwife told me later that he didn’t have a reason to cry. We did not whisk him away to a plastic container. I realized that we deserved this type of bonding, skin to skin, no rubber gloves and no bright lights. He wasn’t washed of his protective covering and his cord was allowed to continue pumping the oxygen that rightfully belonged to him. I realized things were supposed to be like this. I was connected to women, from thousands of years past who delivered their babies without unnecessary medical intervention. I was proud of my body, in awe of my baby and so thankful that I was now lying in bed with my family watching the snow fall.

The donations are in-RONDA IS GOING TO MONTANA


Ronda @ Love Is Kind
is GOING TO MONTANA!!! WOO HOO!!
We raised almost $300.00 for her air fare with our dinner Saturday night.

Highlights of the night:

Eric Sandstrom singing his newly written gospel song

Willie Bo Dillie "cooking with soul from the heart" after working a 12 hour shift overnight and never going to sleep.

Fox Hunt music debut-had a knee slapping time-smile

Jonathan playing lullabies to my little Zaccai (who woke up, BY ACCIDENT OF COURSE, after Ryan fell on my porch and banged his head on the door).













Zaccai really fell in love with this musician. He really has a lot to him-Jonathan, if you are reading this, please comment so we can contact you further!!

Zarian singing Johnny Cash "Burn"

Donation counting: almost $300.00!!!!! WOOO HOO!!!

Lots of BFF's (Best Friends Forever)-family,friends and fellowship.

Ronda, I know you will be at your heightened availability of service to people in need on this trip. You will be a light in the darkness and don't you forget it. The Lord has plans for you, He told me. You just have to be still and quiet and hear what He is telling you. Please rise and greet Him every morning for direction, protection and peace.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Love is Kind Missionary Trip Benefit Dinner

Today is the Love is Kind Missionary Benefit Dinner @ my house.

Willie Bo Dillie is cooking Spaghetti, Garlic Bread and salad for a donation fee to raise money for Ronda to go to Rocky Boy, Montana (a native american reservation) to work with the youth.


She feels honored to be able to serve people and show the love of our Lord through her stewardship.


If you would like to donate for her missionary trip, please visit Project Serve.


If you cannot donate, please pray for Ronda for safety, peace and strength.


Ronda, Shine on you crazy diamond!!!!!!!



Friday, May 2, 2008

Better People


My sweet friend Ronda aka Love is Kind (featured in the “dirty feet” pic on the bottom right side of this blog-her feet are the pretty ones in the middle! smile) and I are constantly turning each other on to new music. We basically love the same style (hippies with guitars) and are forever falling in love with WORDS. Poetry. Lyrics. They seem to touch us but added with an acoustic string instrument and it gets the vibes a flowin! Makes the hair stand up some times.



So, here is the new guy that has impressed us immensely this week with his life, his music and his songs…

Oh! AND...He speaks of his repect for people-PEOPLE GIVING LIFE TO A BABY -YOU KNOW I FELL IN LOVE WITH THAT LINE !!!


XAVIER RUDD

His lyrics below-the song title is “Better People”-THIS IS JUST ONE GREAT SONG-HE HAS MANY !!

THIS ONE REALLY TOUCHES US


People saving whales,
And giving your thanks to our seas,
My respect to the ones in the forest,
Standing up for our old trees

Them giving food to the hungry,
Hope to the needy,
Giving life to a baby,
Giving care for free,

'Cause there is freedom around us,
We have everything we need,
And I will care for you,
'Cause you care for me.

And we all have opinions,
Some of them get through,
But there’s better people,
With more good to do.
Good to do

And what I have
could be my search
Or just some words
From my heart

My respect to the ones making changes
For all the lives
they’ll give their all

LikeGiving food to the hungry,
Giving hope to the needy,
Giving life to a baby,
Giving care for free,

'Cause there is freedom around us,
We have everything we need,
And I will care for you,
'Cause you care for me.

And we all have opinions,
Some of them get through,
But there’s better people,
With more good to do.
Good to Do

When our world it keeps spinning
round and round it goes
Human nature keeps spreading its disease
And our children keep growing up with what they know
From what they teach and what they see

And it’s only a question of the time we have
And the lives that our children need
Cause they can only keep growing up with what they know

And what we teach, and what they see

Like, Giving food to the hungry,
Hope to the needy,
Giving life to a baby,
Giving care for free,
'Cause there is freedom around us,

We have everything we need,
And I will care for you,
'Cause you care for me.

And we all have opinions,
Some of them get through,
But there’s better people,
With more good to do.
Good to do
Oooo good to do

Okay, you know the words, now listen to it with a little strummin’ and beat! Listen…here
or check out what others say about his music here

I Bet we'll be singing along while trying to figure out what type of activist we are or just trying to figure out how we can be “better people”…

Thursday, May 1, 2008

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SPIRIT LED BIRTH BLOG

A VERY DEAR FRIEND (WHOM I haven’t met…yet-SMILE) HAS HELPED ME A LOT DURING THE PAST WEEK OR SO and she has this really awesome blog called SPIRIT LED BIRTH.

She home births, home schools, has home based businesses and is all around home bound with her husband and pretty precious babes. Oh!-and she loves the Lord-AND SHE BLOGS ABOUT IT!!

CHECK HER OUT WHEN YOU GET A SEC

She has a section about Zaccai’s birth (my son) @:
http://spiritledbirth.blogspot.com/2008/04/zaccais-unplanned-unassisted-birth.html

BE A "CHOICE" MAKER

CHOICES. Do women really know they have choices? Choices when it comes to their bodies? Their health? Their babies’ health?

Do they know they have a choice to not see an MD if their child is not sick (what’s that called a WELL CHILD VISIT?...huh??? The child lives with mama every day since birth, mama inherently knows every whimper, every cry and the temperature of baby’s skin without a doubt and an MD sees the child for 3 minutes, charges $90.00 or more and sends the mama home knowing the same thing that she knew when she went in there…huh??? And I digress; that’s another day’s blog post…)

Do they know their choices& their rights regarding their pregnancy? Their birth? Do they know that they have a CHOICE where they can give birth?

I used to be one that didn’t know that I had choices. I didn’t know that I had a choice when and where to give birth. I thought, once upon a time, that if I didn’t have the baby when the OB told me to, I would have to be cut open and the baby removed.

WRONG!!

We do have choices.

The best choice, the best decision=an informed choice and an informed decision.

I have since learned the difference in trusting a care provider and trusting myself. Trusting THIS body to carry, nourish and bring forth life. Feeling the power that THIS body has, THIS intuition, THIS knowledge.

We do have choices for our lives, our pregnancies, our births and the well being of our children. Please research and find your truth, your trust. Do not go blindly into situations that involve your utmost attention and love. Be knowledgeable, responsible and strong. No one cares for you or your little baby nearly as much as YOU do.


In our society…
HUMAN LIVES are the “endangered species”
Seriously IN…DANGER!!! ~shawna sealing kemp

Let’s advocate on behalf of the animal kingdom, their rights to live and graze and multiply, our earth, our rivers and oceans AS WELL as the HUMAN species.

Birth Truth = Birth Trust
Don’t be just a negative statistic. Be an informed human being.

Be a choice maker.