Anger Management

We are not really angry people, it's just that sometimes we forget to be patient and control our reactions. As a mother of two small children who are constantly getting into cream, spilling stuff, climbing counters and other chaotic behaviour, I have noticed that my patience slips and I get angry more than before I was a mother. This morning after yet, another mess, I shouted and my daughter shouted back. If I want to teach her to deal with this world with wisdom, attention and intention, I need to be an example of it. "Women are the first educators of the next generation.", and if we want to teach our children good virtues we need to become calm and wise warriors (like Mister Miagi in the Karate Kid). From today I am taking on the challenge to catch the fly with chopsticks and stop myself before I let my anger take hold and manifest itself through immature words and volumes towards my children. Wish me luck, and good luck to you too!

Birth and Death

"Love is a light that leadeth in darkness." When we are born into this world we come into our mother's arms and are calmed by her love. As we die and are born into the next phase of our existence (whatever you believe that may be) aren't we also hoping to be caught delivered and received by loving hands? I help woman as they are having babies. The most beautiful births often times are homebirths. My neighbour is 87 and has come home from the hospital to have a homedeath. This idea was new and not a part of my life experience until now. Today she told her loved ones that she is finished here and said her goodbyes. She is now awaiting her delivery into the arms of her Creator. May much love and blessings follow her into this new birth.

no crying

My first child was born while I was squatting on a bed. She was passed to me so quickly that I announced to my husband, doula and doctor, "It's a girl!" I put her right to the breast and after her first feed, her father and myself joined her in a big tub surrounded by the sound of prayers sung in different languages. There was one small dim light, it was warm, comfortable and she looked up at us in her new peaceful space and never shed a tear.