prebirth communication

Apr 20 2012

Love From Baby Updates!

Well! This is my first blog post in over 5 months. My last post was about how calm and happy Kai had become at 7 weeks old after he’d stopped his crying episodes. Isn’t funny how calm babies don’t give us as much to write about?

My sweet baby angel, Kai, is now 8 months old and is the biggest blessing that has happened to our whole family. He is simply pure magic and I could go on and on about him (and probably will in future posts) but right now there is some business at hand.

You are looking the brand-spankin’-new Love From Baby website! (It’s not too fancy but it’s the best I can do with my limited wordpress capabilities and I don’t think it’s too shabby.)  THIS is now where you can read my blog, sign up for Love Notes from Baby, and order the Messages from the Womb/Beautiful Birth Meditation combo.

Speaking of the meditation combo, it is NOW available for DOWNLOAD! (For those that have been asking, I’m sorry it took so long!)

I’ve also included a DONATE button for those Love Notes From Baby fans who have literally ASKED for one (I think this is the sweetest, most wonderful request and I am not one to turn down free money!  Thank you in advance!)

You can also sign-up to receive updates to my blog posts through email or RSS feed (I have not yet figured out the RSS feed thingy, but if you have ,all the power to you!)

And just one more thing, Love from Baby now has a Facebook page!  So come like me! Pretty please? (Seriously, I only have 16 likes right now and we all know that makes me a loser in Facebook land, right?)

(Wow, this post has a lot of parentheses. I guess I really like talking in parentheses.)

I know I’m probably more excited about this new website than anyone else, and I suppose that’s fitting. I just like BEING here and working on it. IT FEELS RIGHT.

I plan on keeping this website and blog current with info about not only prebirth communication, but birthing, and babyhood, and toddlerhood, and 7 year oldhood, Mamahood and many other cool things. And I still want YOUR stories!

Share with us a prebirth story or a birth tale or anything else that you deem an everyday miracle! (And if you have a link, include it so we can see what awesome things you’re up to.)

Okay! That’s it for today! I’m so happy to be back!!!

Wishing you Love, Sparkles, and Happy Babies,

Kate

 

Happy Baby Kai sucking on some frozen raspberries!

 

By Kate Street • love notes from baby, prebirth communication • 11

Aug 24 2011

Confessions from My Baby-Moon (or the Things a Mama “Shouldn’t” Say)


First off, in case you’re not familiar with the term “baby-moon” it’s very similar to a honeymoon ~ except it’s the bonding and falling in love with a newborn baby. Typically the baby-moon phase lasts anywhere between 4-12 weeks. I’m smack-dab in the middle of week number 2 and oh, how fiercely I love my little dark-haired son. Oh, the moments of bliss as I touch his tiny little toes and kiss his sweet little mouth. And when he’s awake and looking around with his dark blue newborn eyes, I truly feel as though I’m in the presence of greatness. So often I’m moved to tears as I luxuriate in his beauty and his newness.

But, I must confess, it’s not always like this. When he was just 2 days old and I was still grappling with the shock that I was nuzzling a boy instead of my Lilah I started to feel anger…no, RAGE…bubbling up inside me. It was night-time and my husband, Graeme, and I were trying to navigate bedtime with our 6 year old son Finn and 3 year old son Roan, as well as take care of our newborn son Kai. My 3 year old had been awakened by the baby and we had to start all over. As Graeme went downstairs with our Baby Kai, I noticed the rage gurgling in my heart. I wasn’t angry with Roan for waking up or with Kai for waking him up…I was angry with Lilah. VERY angry. Overcome with fatigue, overtaken with exhaustion, and overwhelmed with the realization that I had yet another nursling who will be attached constantly, limiting my time and my freedom, I really let her have it. I was willing to do this all over again for HER ~ as I felt she’d been asking. Frankly, I never really thought of having three children until she came to me and for HER I decided to do it.

So I started mentally yelling at her. “How DARE you!” I raged.  “How DARE you! After 3 years of dreams, intuitions, and visions of you! After all the promises of you! How DARE you visit my friends in dreams! How DARE you make me draw the “Daughter” card over and over from my oracle decks! How DARE you send me all these signs that you’re on your way! I put myself out there claiming my certainty of you thinking I was spreading the magic of prebirth communication…and now I feel that everyone is disappointed for me! How DARE you not show up!”  

The anger, I must admit, felt REALLY GOOD. I allowed myself to rage as needed, silently and quietly in my head. The next morning I woke up with it still lingering as I vehemently cleared the “Daughter” card from my alter and covered her name up on my vision board. And as I did this I heard her say, “Your anger is appropriate. Give it to me ~ I can handle it.” So I did and I even called her a few choice names as I yelled and cried.

My beloved husband came in shortly thereafter, saw my tears and asked if I wanted to talk about it. “Okay,” I said, “But it’s not going to be pretty.” And then he provided me with a safe place to vent and process my feelings, with no judgment. He fully supported me and even agreed with me, which is what I so badly needed.

As the day continued on I started to feel more peaceful and, at times, even elated. I felt Lilah again and I felt her celebrating. My anger was not only appropriate, it was essential ~ and acknowledging it instead of repressing it was allowing me forward LEAPS in our journey. It would have been so easy to repress it ~ as we’re just not “supposed” to have such thoughts after giving birth to a healthy baby. And we’re certainly not “supposed” to talk about it. But acknowledging those things I’m not “supposed” to brought me to a new place ~ a place not just of acceptance, but a place of embracement (it’s not a word, but it should be). I found a place where it finally started to feel RIGHT to say the name “Kai,” a place where it feels PERFECT to have another boy, and a place where I don’t have to understand everything in order to be at PEACE with it.

Interestingly enough, I’ve never felt a shred of anger toward my newborn, Kai. Curiosity yes, anger no. And maybe that’s because I was gifted with safe places to process my anger ~ with my husband and with Lilah.

Many friends have said they don’t feel like Lilah and I are done, and I can’t help but agree. I don’t know what form it will take but I feel we’re destined to meet one day. In the meantime I’m finally (and quickly) in a state of embracing and rejoicing Kai. Thank you, Lilah and Kai, for the gifts in each moment of our journeys together. I love you both….

Our Angel, Kai

By Kate Street • newborns, postpartum, prebirth communication, pregnancy dreams • 17

Aug 15 2011

Love from Baby….Birth Announcement.

August 15th ~

I’m lying here on the bed next to my tiny, dark-haired baby….BOY. I already love him so much. Though he is a stranger, I already know his wisdom and courage. He’s already shared with me that it’s appropriate to mourn Lilah even as I rejoice with him.

We had an easy, gentle and fast birth in the privacy of our candle-lit bathroom ~ just my husband and me, as we are accustomed. I had started feeling MUCH better on August 13th (the full moon) and my husband and I both knew I would give birth shortly after I started feeling better. That night of August 13th, I went to bed feeling such RELIEF that I was feeling blissful ~ I felt like I had made to the other side of something extremely powerful that I still can’t even comprehend. Baby and I enjoyed an exchange of intermingling feelings of relief, bliss, and accomplishment…and now that I think about it, Baby was moving around so much that night that perhaps that is when Lilah switched with him.

I know gender-switching sounds crazy, but there are others who believe this to be a real phenomena that can happen in the womb..and I can’t help but feel that’s what happened in this case, because I KNOW Lilah was there. I also know that the “healing crisis” I went through the past 3 weeks has a lot to do with this outcome. From material that fell in my lap, it’s obvious that part of what I was experiencing was an internal rewiring to help me withstand higher frequencies AND to help me give birth to a high vibrational baby ~ THIS is that baby and I feel Lilah has gifted us with him.

And though I wholeheartedly embrace this beautiful gift, I know I must mourn Lilah as I’ve been expecting her for over 3 years, have dreamed about her constantly, shopped for her blissfully and felt like I already knew her. So this morning I tearfully packed all her clothes away and said goodbye. I’m so disappointed not to be meeting her but I know all is PERFECT and in Divine Order. Maybe someday soon I’ll get a glimpse of the bigger picture ~ for now I need to say goodbye to her so I can fully move toward this handsome, dark-haired boy who has so much to teach me.

He’s nameless for now, but we’re leaning toward “Kai” ~ which means REJOICE.

Happy Birthday, Little Boy. We love you.

P.S. There is a large part of me that feels guilty even writing out these words as I’ve been blessed with a beautiful, HEALTHY baby and another beautiful birth. But denying my feelings would not serve me ~ and I think it’s important for others to read this in case they’ve ever felt guilty for the same feelings. My disappointment over not meeting Lilah doesn’t in any way diminish my love for this new, wonderful boy. There is wisdom in the journey, just as there is wisdom in the sharing. And now that I’ve told my story, I’m feeling much peace. Off to cuddle my newborn. Love to you….

By Kate Street • birth, homebirth, prebirth communication, pregnancy dreams • 24

Aug 6 2011

Inviting my daughter to be…..a boy.

It feels a bit strange to be writing this post so close on the heels of my very first post where I declared the certainty of my unborn babe being a girl…

…but in every attempt to alleviate this two-week-long-headache, some have suggested to me that I may want to try to mentally accept that this babe might be a boy. Interestingly enough, the thought that this could be contributing to my headache had really never crossed my mind. But if anything, this baby has taught me about letting go, being flexible, and having a Plan B (I’ve never been a Plan B sort of gal. EVER.).

So yesterday my husband, little boys, and I held a “Family Circle” on the floor around a candle where we formally invited baby into our lives ~ and asked her to do so safely, soundly, and totally healthy. Then I told Lilah that I accept and welcome the boy energy that is floating around her, whether it’s her angel, an energetic twin, or Lilah herself. Of course, we needed to pick out a different name so we chose a family name of my husbands’.

Am I still certain my baby is girl? I have to admit that yes I am, but I’m trying to be open to another son. So without further ado, let me introduce our Plan B:  our little boy Levick.

By Kate Street • prebirth communication, pregnancy • 15

Aug 4 2011

Will I go from 2 homebirths to a C-section? Maybe…..

I have to admit just writing the title of this post scares the shit out of me. But I’m in a place of accepting this may the way little Lilah has to come into the world.

Not only were my first 2 births homebirths, they were unassisted homebirths ~ I labored totally on my own and only let my husband in when I felt each baby wiggling out. Both were indescribable peak experiences. Each left me feeling incredibly POWERFUL, like I could do absolutely anything. Sometimes I draw upon the power of these births when I’m feeling the need for confidence or empowerment.

Even though I would prefer to only give birth in this manner, I’ve had the feeling since the beginning of this pregnancy that Lilah may need something a little different.  My husband has even admitted to wanting more support for this particular birth, for reasons he is unable to articulate.  I think we are both picking up on Lilah’s needs and I’ve often had the vision of a midwife here at our house silently in the background while I labor.

Just making the leap from unassisted homebirth to a midwife attended homebirth is a big leap for me….and now it’s my best case scenario.

I’ve had a migraine headache for the past 10 days and despite energy work, acupuncture, and an appointment with a chiropractor just 4 hours ago, it’s still there full-force and throbbing away.

I’m very fortunate to have a midwife I’ve been able to call-on (as unassisted birthers like myself are a huge liability to them) and she’s been helping me the past week. She got high blood pressure readings from me the last 2 days, and that on top of a migraine can indicate a problem. So together with my husband we all discussed the different scenarios that may happen, and one of them just may be to go to the hospital and get the baby OUT. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I’d ever have this kind of conversation….and never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I’d find a place of acceptance this quickly.

But one of the beauties of pre-birth communication is being able to tune in to our children and their needs, and if this is what she needs then I’m on board…even if it does scare the shit out of me.

Luckily my blood pressure has come down (I’m thinking it was caffeine-induced, as I NEVER drink caffeine and I’ve been throwing it back with tylenol to ease my headache pain). My husband has been monitoring it constantly and both he and the chiropractor got readings of 118/80.

But the headache…oh, the headache.

So, what am I doing? Due to a fortuitous phone conversation from Amanda, one of my Fairy-Friends in Guam last night, ( who happened to call at a time I was up throbbing in pain) I’ve decided to prepare for both. I’m going to contact a doctor and write up a birth plan while I also talk to my midwife about being here at home for the birth.

My first two births taught me how powerful I am, and I now know no one can rob me of that power. And as I’ve said to a couple of my friends since last night, maybe I had these 2 wonderful births to prove to myself how empowering birth can be at home…and maybe my role right now is to prove how empowering birth can be at a hospital, no matter what the circumstances.

No matter what happens, I’m trusting….trusting my daughter, trusting that all is unfolding exactly as it should, and trusting I’ll come out of this more powerful than ever….

P.S. I think I’m beginning to understand why I started this blog so close to birth ~ Lilah wants to talk to you too and have you witness our journey, no matter what it may be.

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UPDATE: Good news from my midwife ~ it’s NOT preeclampsia. My urine is healthy, my blood is healthy, and my blood pressure is back to normal. Baby is fine too. The headaches seem to be an anomaly. I’ve been getting a lot of support and energy work and am feeling about 20% better (though I’m soooooo exhausted).  I’m still exploring all options and have an appt with a hospital midwife on Monday. All bases are being covered and I’m open to whatever direction it takes. Thank you ALL so much for your love and support ~ it’s bolstered me during this challenging time. Love to you! 

 

By Kate Street • birth, c-section, homebirth, prebirth communication, pregnancy • 23

Jul 29 2011

Close Encounters of My Third Child

My wonderful, sweet daughter ~ she’s been in my life for 3 years now and she continues to amaze me. She loves horses, dolphins, piano-playing and her favorite colors are pink, yellow, and purple. She adores her 2 older brothers, who dote on her. She’s taught me so much and also helped me unlearn so much. She’s taught me about what’s important and what to let go. She’s taught me more about going with the flow. She’s also given me courage and helped me embrace myself in a whole new way.

Did I mention that she hasn’t been born yet? She’ll be here in approximately 2-3 more weeks and I can’t wait to hold this amazing being in my arms and look into her eyes (that are either going to be blue, green, or a combination of both).

Perhaps you’re wondering how I know so much about her since she’s still gestating. It’s simple ~ she told me.

My self-named daughter, Lilah Skye, has been coming to me since my second son, Roan, was 4 months old. She comes to me in intuitions and visions, but mostly she comes to me in dreams. It’s been like this with all my children ~ they come to me in dreams telling me what gender they are, what they look like, and what their names are. And perhaps because I was so open to this type of communication with my first two children, Lilah decided to tell me a little more about herself ~ which I have enjoyed thoroughly.

At nine months pregnant, you can imagine how many people have asked me if I know what I’m having. From the very beginning I’ve always said “it’s a girl” and it’s always assumed that this was confirmed by ultrasound. When I tell them otherwise, some are skeptical (just goes to show that it’s normal to trust machines before trusting intuition).

So I started elaborating my response, telling them about my prebirth dreams with my boys and how those turned out to be accurate ~ and surprisingly, this was always met with surprise and excitement. It engaged me in conversation and I always left these conversations pleased that I was planting the seeds of pre-birth communication.

“What if she turns out to be a boy?” I’ve also been asked many times. Frankly, I can’t even entertain the thought, it just doesn’t feel right ~ and this makes a lot of people uncomfortable. They’re uncomfortable with my certainty thinking that I’m setting myself for a major disappointment because I “want a girl so badly”. But the truth is I don’t want a girl so badly, I want Lilah~who has been coming to me for over 3 years now and feel I already have a relationship with.

Are there times I’m uncertain? Sure, but those moments don’t last very long. I look at my 2 boys and all that they’ve taught me ~ and that is to trust my intuition and to trust my children.

I believe in you, Lilah Skye, and I can’t wait to meet you very, very soon.

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To read my first experience in pre-birth communication click HERE.

 

By Kate Street • prebirth communication, pregnancy, pregnancy dreams • 14 • Tags: ,

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