Adventures at Rasa Ranch #47

[Guest guest]

9/5/02 "The Birth -- Part 2"

 

September 4, 2002

 

~2:00am Ananda, in her sleep, notices I am not beside her and wakes

up her dad with her whimpers. When they find me pacing around the

living room with my hands on my hips and are able to hear my

breathing, Jim knows 'the show is on.' I whisper to him that we are

to call our midwife back when the water breaks or when the

contractions are three to four minutes apart. After Ananda is

peacefully asleep again Jim and I take a short stroll outside,

experience a contraction in each other's arms, and then stand quietly

right under a shooting star which makes us simultaneously suck in our

breath. We decide to go back to bed and try to doze between the

waves. When they come, he pushes on my lower back while I breathe

and moan into the pillow. At a certain point it is clear to me that

the intensity coursing through is way too big to express itself in a

bed next to a sleeping child. I suddenly find myself rising,

grabbing a flannel shirt from Jim's side of the closet and heading

back outside to the stars.

 

~4:00am Jim opens another window from inside the house (he is

"boiling water," etc.) so that he can time my contractions. He knows

when I am having them because I have been wandering around out there

howling clear to the sky at such a volume that all the dogs on the

neighboring acreage are joining in with me!*

 

~4:15am I am walking a short distance up our driveway and Jim joins

me with the portable phone in hand. He is talking to our midwife and

telling her that the waves are about three and a half minutes apart.

One is happening right then, which she can hear (*giggle*), and the

water breaks with a gush. Jim tells me that she and our doula are on

their way and then he shines a flashlight on a big splash on the

gravel. He goes back inside to get me a towel.

 

~around 4:45am Jim is in the house getting the bath ready. He hears

me yell, "Jim! Jim! Come catch your baby!" Kneeling beside the tub

he has the feeling that we just may be doing this without any help.

He hustles outside.

 

~just before 5:00am The midwife and doula pull up, their headlights

capturing me and Jim outside on the grass. I am on all fours and my

body is heaving and pushing all by itself. They come running towards

us at full speed saying, "You can't have your baby out here, it's too

cold!" I say, "I can't walk! There's a head down there!"

 

~5:00am Somehow they manage to get me inside and Baby Zachary comes

tumbling out crying and pink. He and his mom are in perfect shape

with no complications whatsoever. Ananda emerges from the bedroom,

groggy and rubbing her eyes. When she realizes the incredible

scene before her, she is elated. She exclaims, "I have a baby

brother now! This isn't a toy present, this is a human present!" A

human present, I think to myself. Yes. And a whole lot of something

else, which does not seem human at all.

 

 

*Jim told me today that he was half-expecting the cops to show up at any moment!

[Guest guest]

What a fantastic account Kheyala... so good that it all went so

well... well it couldn't go otherwise. Our son Emanuel was also born

at home as you know..., when we still lived in our cabin...

The memories you activated through your story...

I'm sure there is more to come. How did you decide on the name Zachary?

Love you all...

Wim

Kheyala

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9/5/02 "The Birth -- Part 2"

September 4, 2002

~2:00am Ananda, in her sleep, notices I am not beside her and wakes

up her dad with her whimpers. When they find me pacing around the

living room with my hands on my hips and are able to hear my

breathing, Jim knows 'the show is on.' I whisper to him that we are

to call our midwife back when the water breaks or when the

contractions are three to four minutes apart. After Ananda is

peacefully asleep again Jim and I take a short stroll outside,

experience a contraction in each other's arms, and then stand quietly

right under a shooting star which makes us simultaneously suck in our

breath. We decide to go back to bed and try to doze between the

waves. When they come, he pushes on my lower back while I breathe

and moan into the pillow. At a certain point it is clear to me that

the intensity coursing through is way too big to express itself in a

bed next to a sleeping child. I suddenly find myself rising,

grabbing a flannel shirt from Jim's side of the closet and heading

back outside to the stars.

~4:00am Jim opens another window from inside the house (he is

"boiling water," etc.) so that he can time my contractions. He knows

when I am having them because I have been wandering around out there

howling clear to the sky at such a volume that all the dogs on the

neighboring acreage are joining in with me!*

~4:15am I am walking a short distance up our driveway and Jim joins

me with the portable phone in hand. He is talking to our midwife and

telling her that the waves are about three and a half minutes apart.

One is happening right then, which she can hear (*giggle*), and the

water breaks with a gush. Jim tells me that she and our doula are on

their way and then he shines a flashlight on a big splash on the

gravel. He goes back inside to get me a towel.

~around 4:45am Jim is in the house getting the bath ready. He hears

me yell, "Jim! Jim! Come catch your baby!" Kneeling beside the tub

he has the feeling that we just may be doing this without any help.

He hustles outside.

~just before 5:00am The midwife and doula pull up, their headlights

capturing me and Jim outside on the grass. I am on all fours and my

body is heaving and pushing all by itself. They come running towards

us at full speed saying, "You can't have your baby out here, it's too

cold!" I say, "I can't walk! There's a head down there!"

~5:00am Somehow they manage to get me inside and Baby Zachary comes

tumbling out crying and pink. He and his mom are in perfect shape

with no complications whatsoever. Ananda emerges from the bedroom,

groggy and rubbing her eyes. When she realizes the incredible

scene before her, she is elated. She exclaims, "I have a baby

brother now! This isn't a toy present, this is a human present!" A

human present, I think to myself. Yes. And a whole lot of something

else, which does not seem human at all.

*Jim told me today that he was half-expecting the cops to show up at any moment!

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