My sweet baby isn't so much a baby anymore. :( Gracie turned a year old on November 11th. In some ways, it feels as though she has always been here, always been a part of our family. In others, I am stunned that it has been a year. I remember her birth as if it were yesterday. My first natural birth, the first I truly felt as if birth happened the way it is meant to happen. I have always tried to give birth naturally, and I have not felt unhappy with any of my births except Ethan's (it is really a miracle and a blessing that I did not end up with an unnecessary C-Section with him. Stupid doctor. ), but her birth made made me even more of an advocate for women being educated about their body's God-given ability to give birth, for not thinking that doctors know your body and your baby better than you do. How a woman gives birth is a very personal decision, but it needs to be an educated decision. So many women do not even realize that they have a choice. There are choices. C-sections do not always mean you have to have a C-section again, even if you have had more than one. You can choose a midwife instead of a doctor. You can choose a home birth instead of a hospital birth. You can hire a doula to attend your birth and advocate for your choices. You can choose to move around during labor instead of being in a bed. Know your options. Choose what feels right to you, but know there are choices. Heavenly Father created the childbirth process - doctors cannot improve upon His perfect plan.
My soap box isn't natural childbirth - I know that not everyone wants that. My soap box is being educated. So now I'll get off that soapbox, and talk about Gracie being a year old. We had a little family party for her, and she LOVED the cake and ice cream.
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