In the days before meeting a new child, moms (and moms to be) become slightly batty. I stare at cleaning products in ways I have not since I scrubbed the garage floor days before my son’s birth. The time is coming and I’m choosing to nest in my own way, in addition to the traditional: (i.e., baby supplies, shopping lists, meals, and nursery decor).
With the birth of my son, everything was new and uncertain. This time around, I’m wondering whether this might also be my last birth journey. It’s a different experience wanting to capture this sacred time before it is quickly replaced by the hazy baby joys ahead.
Last night I experienced the beauty of aquatic Watsu therapy. I recently befriended a Watsu therapist who invited me to her heated pool to ease my pregnancy pains. A few weeks ago it sounded like a nice idea, but by this weekend I was officially stalking her. I thought non-stop about her warm pool, and my aching legs were crying out for something more than a 5-minute massage from Mike. I wish I could have captured the experience with pictures because it was wordless. I was cradled by her while feeling completely free in the water. I wondered if this is what being in the womb felt like, why would any baby want to leave? With the baby floating and stretching inside, we shared this gorgeous experience where I felt totally at peace with everything to come.
Tonight there was the belly cast. It was something my art teacher/friend had encouraged me to create on my last trip to her studio closer to the baby’s arrival. I was on a mission tonight to actually do it (thank you to my husband/plasterer) in case it became a past regret with the passing of days.
To top it off, I have had an obsession with mandalas which started this weekend. I don’t know why mandalas, or how this even came into my consciousness, but they are finding me everywhere. My friend (the Watsu therapist) asked what I’d use as a focal point during labor. I shared my new desire to create a birth mandala, and knew instinctively it’s meant to support the baby’s entrance to the world.
I sought out more information about creating mandalas at the local metaphysical book store. The owner guided me towards some resources and put a moon shadow stone in my hand as a gift. (This was the third gemstone I received as a gift this week. I’m loving the sharing of healing energy, and I’ll take all of the good ju-ju I can get.)
I have not yet written about my experience with energy from gemstones and what transpired in the weeks before leaving New Jersey and coming to Ojai, but there was another inspired experience here where I chose these stones: rose quartz, amazonite, and carnelian.
I carried them for a month, with a strong desire to create a birth necklace mixing all of the energy from their individual elements. It wasn’t until I discovered the perfect shop in Santa Barbara that everything fell into place.
So what does the journey look like tomorrow? There is still a mandala to paint, a full moon meditation to attend, along with all of the normal things that come when the nesting instinct takes over (i.e., toilet bowls to clean and baby laundry to be washed and organized) although the routine trips to the pediatrician and a toddler’s haircut will also take precedence. And in between it all, maybe there will be a new baby arriving too. Just saying~