the background, Hildegard of Bingen’s musical
compositions, modernized in a CD called VISION,
was playing in the background. I brought other
music, but nothing else would do. I wasn’t sure
if I should push, given what they told me. When
I was assured I could push, I pushed and she was
born later on that afternoon. Natural childbirth.
A girl, eight pounds three ounces. The exact
weight that I was 39 years before. All I can say is,
don’t listen to what they tell you, accept nothing
less than what you know is possible!
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the possible enemy of the life inside me, the
abnormality of a tumor growing in me. I called
the light to take out the darkness. To bring in
health, happiness and joy of a perfect baby.
The doctor’s didn’t know where the tumor was
attached. I may bleed to death. I may have to
have an emergency C-section. I would probably
have a premature delivery. None of those
things came to pass. My pregnancy came to full
term, in fact they decided to induce labor. Two
doctors were standing by. My water broke. In