Waiting for babiesSeptember 28th, 2009
So I'm in Toronto, on Baby Watch. This means that I have bought a throw-away cell phone, like a drug dealer, only because AT&T has cut such a lousy deal with Canada on the iphone that it is STEWPID to do otherwise. That's probably why the drug dealers buy them too!
Anyway, I've got this phone, and I'm waiting for my youngest sister to call me, a little breathless, to say "it's time!" Meanwhile, I'm just hanging out, trying to eat well, sleep well, and stay amused.
Babies are funny. Everyone wants to predict which sex they will be, when they are going to arrive… how the labor's going to go… and those little Dickens' just WON'T BEHAVE. Then, when they arrive, they have the gall to just scream their heads off and poop their pants… for like MONTHS!
Personally, I think that babies are putting out a very real vibration long before they come. They actually arrange a constellation of support on "the outside" before making their big break. I experienced this once in Portland, Maine when, on a Friday evening at about 6 p.m., I lay down for a little snooze and awoke–a mere three hours later–thinking "I'm such a freakin' loser, sleeping away a Friday night".
On the heels of this positive affirmation, the phone rang: "We're at Mercy hospital…she's in labor… can you come over?" And I realized, right then, that the baby had put out the signals, got her ducks in a row, had me prepare appropriately (rest) and pulled her team together as needed.
And I really believe that. It may sound "woo woo waa waa" but what's the difference between that and "knowing" that the ringing phone is your brother on the line? Or having a feeling something's going to happen and it does? We are always functioning on a deep, wordless, vibrational level and that's where the real story is being written. Let your intuition be your guide. Listen carefully and do its bidding.
So I've got the phone on, and my intuition sharpened, waiting for the baby to call.