Eye on the Sparrow
For the last 7 months, I’ve been at home with Lucia. Both she and Jakob (7yo) were born at home. Both times we were attended by the loving and medically thorough midwives of MAMAS . For Luci’s arrival, we had the pleasure of meeting the gentle and efficient Story Jones of Fairfax Homebirth. What we did not know at the time is that Story was cooking up her own bundle of goodness.
Sparrow Ann Jones was born in August of this year. When I heard, I felt inspired to send a recording of this hymn I learned and used to love as a little girl. Incidentally, our big girl, Laela’s (16yo) middle name is Sequoia which means Sparrow in Cherokee. I used to sing that song to her as a baby even more than Clapton’s Layla.
Story’s photographer, Caren Louise, made this beautiful (and not at all graphic :) video. She used “His Eye is on the Sparrow” as the background music. This is precisely the kind of elevating celebration of Life that I always want my art to be. It is such an honor to be able to share this with you.
as well as a few words my experiences with birthing at home:
The OB/GYN at Kaiser asked why I would choose to give birth at home. The first reason is because I see pregnancy and birth as a natural process. I trust that process and my body. The second reason was for the autonomy and intimacy that we were able to experience. The midwives asked for and respected my birth plan as their guide for how to treat me.
My association with hospitals is sickness, medical interventions and turning over results to the physicians and nurses. While I totally respect the choice of each mother and family to decide how to bring their baby in the world, I am so grateful to have been in the comfort of my own bedroom (living room in a tub with Jake), allowing the process to happen at its own pace.
Laela is sitting next to me as I type this and asked (with a little disappointment) why she wasn’t born at home. I told her, it’s because she was in such a rush to get here. At the time, my plan had been to deliver her at the birthing center. She was born at 34 weeks in the hospital. Perfectly healthy baby without any fat under her skin :). I’m actually grateful to have had that experience, too. If my baby girl or I had needed help, it was available. At the same time, the attending obstetrician wore a welder’s mask. Bedside manner, not so much. The nurses were shouting at me to push. I was strapped to a monitor and kept on my back. Suffice it to say, when I planned my own births, none of those elements were present.
I had full confidence that no intervention would be necessary, because my body knew what she was doing. Tobi had full confidence that if any assistance was needed, the midwives have the training, expertise and wisdom to support. I truly believe that having that internal and external peace and patience facilitated nature’s way and helped make my birthing experiences as beautiful as they could be.
Let me know if you have any questions about my home births. It’s a topic I never get enough of!
Welcome Sparrow Video: https://vimeo.com/185688186?ref=fb-share&1
Takoma Park, MD: MAMAs www.http://mamasmidwives.com