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Before I tell you the story of Adam's birth, I want to clarify why I am writing it in the first place. I have decided to write this story and share with you the most intimate details because I owe it to many women out there who feel alienated from the mainstream and need comforting and reassurance. There are so many great mamas who shared stories and videos of their birth experiences and they were my rock! When everything seemed to fall apart around me, I turned to those strong empowered women for inspiration. Now it is my turn to put myself out there for all the other women who need my story. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

This post is a celebration of the female power, motherhood, and the primal ancient goddess inside each one of us!<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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INTRODUCTION:<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The Forgotten<\/a>, a movie starring Julian Moore, is about a grieving mother who lost her 8 year old son in a plane crash and as if this was not hard enough to deal with, everyone around her including her husband, family, friends, and psychiatrist were telling her that she never had a son and that she made up 8 years of memories! At the end of the movie, we learn that she was part of an experiment; some alien team from outer space were trying to analyze that mother-child bond and how it is somehow imprinted inside of this woman in particular. All the other women forgot they ever had children and lived their lives happily. But this woman no matter what they did to her, they could not erase the memory of her child. Towards the very end of the movie, she confronts the outer space guy who actually managed to erase the memories of her baby boy, and while she was lying there on the floor – exhausted and defeated – she began feeling a pulse inside of her, then she looked at the guy and told him that there was once life inside of her … that she had a boy … that his name was Sam … and her memories were rekindled from within her again. The alien was impressed and told her that she would be the only one to remember but the rest of the children would be forgotten.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I am not referring to that movie because of the mother-child bond.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I have another juxtaposition to highlight. The "forgotten" child in the movie is symbolic of the primal female within each woman of us – the ancient goddess as I like to call her.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The "manipulative" outer space aliens are the societies we live in, the media, and the interventions of our modern days. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The people who lied to the grieving mother and told her that she never had a son are equivalent to those men or women – in our modern days – who were\/are threatened by the female power and decided to brainwash women into giving up their power and strength, and into believing that they were totally helpless objects of pleasure or servitude!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Julian Moore – the grieving mother – is me, and women like me, who could not forget that ancient feminine wisdom of our empowered ancestors. No matter how hard people around us tried to erase that print, deep down there is a goddess that always emerges back to the surface. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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In the movie, they wanted mothers to forget that they ever had kids to test the strength of their bond. In today's world, they want us to forget how strong and powerful we are to control us and tame us into submission. Unfortunately they have succeeded in their mission with a lot of women who, today, have no faith in themselves, their bodies, and their inner strength.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I fought so many battles against "the aliens" of my society; those who wanted me to be invisible – unseen and unheard! Those who have led me to resent my looks or my figure because I failed to meet their expectations of how a woman should look like! Those who drove me to the verge of insanity trying to curb my inquisitive mind and rebellious spirit! Those who set a code of conduct and expected me to abide by it! Those who wanted to take over my life and dictate how I should spend my days on earth! I won all those battles and I cherish each and every scar. I broke free from the system and what it expects me to be. That basic instinctive woman within me has survived all the attempts to erase her engraved imprint. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Other women, here and out there, believe that they are sinful and that they deserve to suffer for the downfall of Adam, and humanity, from paradise! On a deep subconscious level, they believe that they will atone for the original sin of Eve by suffering! Menstruation is painful! Puberty is painful! Sex is painful! Childbirth is painful! Hormonal changes are painful! Menopause is painful! All that pain is their destiny – the sacrifice they have to offer on the altar of a fallen Eve! They live in shame! Their bodies, curves, and skin are shameful! Their monthly periods are shameful! Their sexuality is shameful! Their birth experiences are shameful! Breastfeeding a baby is shameful – and has to be done in private! In my country more than 85% of girls are plagued with FGM (female genital mutilation) – they are traumatized and denied their birthright of sexual pleasure! They are subjected to an irreversible damage in the name of honor and\/or religion! <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Shame and guilt – on a conscious or subconscious level – kill pleasure, and this is why most women no longer enjoy being women! They no longer indulge in making love to themselves – commercially known as the shameful and disgusting act of masturbation. They no longer have pride in their bodies and the uniqueness of their curves – they want to look like someone else all the time. They no longer find their monthly periods miraculous – on the contrary, they find it a curse and a punishment that they have to endure. They no longer enjoy sex the way they were meant to enjoy it because they are self-conscious and inhibited all the time. They no longer enjoy pregnancy and birth – they just want to be knocked out by some drug and get it over with!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I thought that something was wrong with me until I found women who are like me! I found women who fully and totally embrace the miracle of their bodies, souls, and minds! I am positive that there are many more women out there who are fully empowered and still remember the goddess within them – to those women, I dedicate this post!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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ADAM<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I have experienced the power of the human mind; the power of dreams that are colored and painted in a surreal vividness; the power of making things happen by a strong desire to see them happen; the power of summoning people, killing people, and loving people by using your mind and imagination!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Then I got pregnant! It was time for a new battle!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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At the age of 36, being a first time mother could be quite a surprise. It took me three months (the whole first trimester) for this pregnancy to begin to sink in! During those three months, I literally begged my baby to choose me to be his mother.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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 "Please hold on to me! Don't let go! Please be my baby and please make me your mother!" I used to tell him.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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One night, I dreamed of Adam! I knew it was a boy! I could see his face and eyes! They were so hard to describe for I saw him with my heart not my eyes – all I knew was that he looked like his father! I woke up knowing that motherhood is a journey of constant learning; that Adam has a lot to teach me and that I have a lot to learn from him!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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It was time to set the rules for my relationship with Adam; mutual trust is the keyword here. We only have one another to lean on – until his father is ready. We have equal power and I have to listen to him carefully. He knows much more than I do about his needs and his safety. The fact that I am older does not mean that I know it all. I don’t! He will guide me into becoming the mother he needs me to be and I will passionately surrender to him.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Adam communicated with me through dreams and cravings! I gave in to him! I did not resist him at all! I allowed him to take over my body just as much as I was willing to hand over my life to him!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Adam made me drink orange juice! I mean lots of orange juice! Almost a liter every day!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam made me eat pickles, tomatoes, cucumbers, and cheese!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam made me crave spinach (I would have never be seen dead eating spinach), broccoli, watercress, lettuce, and mushrooms.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam made me stop eating chicken and red meat.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam made me drink lots and lots of water!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam made me drink lemon juice with honey almost daily<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam made the scent of tuna, shisha (hubbly-bubbly), and smoke nauseating.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam made me drink one cup of tea in the morning for the whole day – no coffee at all.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam decided when I should go to bed and when I should wake up.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam decided when I should take a nap and when I should take a walk.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Adam likes fresh oranges, mandarins, bananas, strawberries, and guava (when it was still summer time)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I had no constipation, no gases, no heartburn, no pain, no sleeping disorders, no sudden weight gain, no sudden fainting (like in the beginning), and the nausea subsided by the middle of the second month. By the end of the third month I regained my energy and focus! I was truly happy!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Adam – not me or my knowledge – kept us both safe until the end of the first trimester! <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Through out my blessed pregnancy with Adam, my skin was glowing and hydrated, my hair was healthy and grew longer and fuller, and I had no stretch marks at all.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

(Great post on tears and episiotomies)<\/a><\/p>\n

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On a subconscious level, I have grown attached to Adam's placenta; that amazing organ began producing the hormones that made me sick and nauseous in the first trimester to safeguard my baby from any toxins that I might consume. This explains my diet mentioned above. It also regulated my blood pressure and consumption of sugar – according to Adam's needs. This explains why I consumed pickles in huge quantities until the middle of the second trimester and why I relied on raw honey to satisfy any sweet-tooth urges. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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As Dr. Sarah Buckley puts it in this amazing birth story<\/a>,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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the placenta acts as the baby's tireless advocate for his health and well-being. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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I enjoyed every moment of this pregnancy and felt blessed to have the intuitiveness and humbleness – as opposed to arrogance and stubbornness – to listen to my baby.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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HOSPITAL BIRTH<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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When I found out that I was pregnant with a baby from the one man that I truly loved and respected, the thought of delivering my baby in a hospital was very stressful. I just could not imagine how other women did it! How could they let strangers boss them around?<\/a> How could they be so exposed and so vulnerable? I could not imagine myself in a hospital bed hooked up to monitors and IVs. I could not see myself lying there so helplessly at the mercy of others. The thought of having family members or friends present was anything but comforting! It was quite stressful to think of those people whom I have to entertain, talk to, and meet their expectations! This birth is really about me and my baby not about being the "sweet polite subdued" girl that everyone expects me to be! <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Just thinking of my sister-in-law and her two births brought tears to my eyes! She deserved to "know" and she deserved to "choose"! Instead, she was "told" what she was supposed to do and it sounded like the only option she had!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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There is a difference between love-making, sex, rough sex, and rape! I have experienced all four and a hospital birth is just rape! Tied down, overpowered, vulnerable, violated, invaded, intimidated, and ordered to accept whatever is forced upon you for your own good! Being told that this is what you want when it was the exact opposite! Being told that you have to endure because you asked for it! The guilt that comes after the rape, the shame that goes along with the guilt, the anger that turns into depression, the gaping wounds, and the trauma that never heals. With rape, you feel that you let yourself down, that you let your family (in the case of birth, your baby) down, and that you could have done something to stop it or change how things went. You lose faith in your body and in your strength. You lose faith in your ability to protect yourself and to stand up for your rights! This IS hospital birth … this IS rape!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I was trapped!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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This was how all women I knew gave birth and here I am – pregnant and refusing a hospital birth! Everything about this "birth" seemed unnatural and unacceptable to me. I will not do it!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Then Adam began communicating with me again!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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UNASSISTED WATER LOTUS BIRTH<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I don't know when and why I decided to name my baby Adam!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I knew that if it was a girl I would have called her Maya because it is one of my favorite aliases. I never knew anyone named Adam and when I was a teenager I wanted Omar and Youssef to be the names of my baby boys and Mariam to be the name of my baby girl.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Adam now sounds perfect! A new beginning he will be! A universal teacher! Born free!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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In the beginning of week 17, I began feeling little tiny fish-like pecks. I was not sure if it was Adam or gases – but I enjoyed the feeling a lot!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I also downloaded all the pictures of Adam's father on my computer! I missed him tremendously! I wished I could go back in time to the day on which Adam was conceived and hug him just a little longer, kiss him a little more passionately, or take him inside me a little deeper. I wish I had told him how much I loved him! I wish I could preserve every memory I had with him from the ebbs and tides of time! I wish things were different between us!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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One night I went to sleep thinking of Adam and his father, and I had a dream! I saw myself walking into my bathroom, sitting in my bathtub, and giving birth to Adam. I could clearly hear the soundtrack of the movie "Kama Sutra: A Tale of Love".<\/a><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I could see my candles burning and could smell the scent of ylang ylang<\/a> and lavender.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I saw myself smiling as Adam floated onto the surface from between my legs to my chest!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I felt him! I touched him!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I woke up with a smile!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I thought it was an interesting dream but I did not give it much thought! It was a crazy idea indeed!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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A few days later I had the exact same dream! Then again I had the same dream but this time I was awake!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I had to stop! Where was that dream coming from?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I knew deep down that the thought of giving birth in a hospital was unnerving and the idea of being tied down to a bed next to a monitor was even worse. The thought of people watching me in such an intimate vulnerable moment bothered me to the extent that I felt that I did not want to give birth! Doctors and nurses coming in and out of my room, bright lights, unfamiliar scents and sounds, my legs wide open, and my vagina violated and abused were all scenes that I did not want to think of.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Could my dream be an escape mechanism?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I googled giving birth alone in the water just out of curiosity and I was startled!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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There IS something called water birth and there IS something called unassisted birth and there are women like me who did not want to hand over their birthing power to someone else!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I was mesmerized by all the information that came my way! I read their birthing stories and I knew in my heart that that was what I wanted … I also realized that Adam communicated to me in the dream how he wanted to be delivered into this world!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I began reading about preparations and precautions until I came face to face with another question: What do I do with the cord?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I see on TV the doctor or the father cutting the cord (media and modern medicine conditioning) but I was going to be alone … so how do I manage the cord?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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This was when I stumbled upon something called Lotus birth<\/a>!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I devoured the pages about Lotus birth … and again I realized that this was the right way for Adam and I!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I realized that it totally fits my belief system! I am against any form of human rights violation and child abuse! Leaving the cord and the placenta intact certainly made sense! I was also relieved to know that my Adam will not be at risk of infection. There is no wound, no violation, and no forced separation from his second mother (the placenta<\/a>). Adam will benefit from all the nutrients in the rich blood supply of his cord and placenta and will make the shift into breathing on his own when his lungs are ready. The only draw back would be that "guests" will not be able to carry him around lest his cord detaches prematurely! GUESTS!!!! <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I was so excited about my new discoveries that I shared them immediately with some friends and family members! I wish I did not! I felt misunderstood and betrayed! They were all blasphemers in my eyes! They were all brainwashed and socially conditioned! Again I felt alienated and out of place!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I am a believer in the power of the female body and in the power of nature! I do not want skeptics around me consuming my energy and invading my peace with their negativity!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I decided to bring Adam into the world on my own! I just needed to trust him and to trust my body – the same body that managed to keep him safe and healthy for nine months can certainly bring him to my arms!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Towards the end of my pregnancy, I became aggressive and territorial! I shut everyone out of my life and spent most of my time alone with Adam. I wanted to go back to a time when women went off in the woods and came back holding their baby! I really resented all interference and I was quite aggressive about intruders no matter how close they thought they were. It was a moment of truth or an epiphany; I knew who I loved and truly welcomed in our birthspace and I knew who I resented and wanted out of our lives. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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BIRTH PLAN<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Every pregnant woman should write down a birth plan<\/a> for two reasons;<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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First, to put her thoughts on paper and to see them in print will help her truly know what she wants and what she does not want.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Second, to share her birth plan with whoever will be there during labor and birth to make sure that her demands are met.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I will share with you my birth plan first, and then I will address the second reason in details.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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1- I want to be in the comfort of the familiar place I call home! I do not want to be in a hospital or any “strange” place.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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2- I want to be alone! The only person who could have been welcomed was Adam's father – if he wanted to be there and if he was positive, supportive, and reassuring! The last thing I want is a man who would hinder my sacred birth!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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3- I want to birth Adam into the water – and I have just the tub for that!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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4- My body is sacred, my relationship with my body is sacred, my menstruation is sacred, my pregnancy is sacred, and giving birth is the most sacred of all – I want scented aroma candles, tantric music, and positive loving vibes during my labor.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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5- I do not want anyone to talk to me! I do not want to hear comforting words, questions, side talks or orders to push or pause! <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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6- I do not want to be touched – unless it is a loving touch by Adam's father! No cervical checks<\/a>! No back rubs! No holding hands! I just do not want to be touched!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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7- I want Adam to choose his birth date and time! I really do not care about the expected due date or when the ultra sound thinks Adam is due. Adam will come when he is ready to come and I will welcome him no matter how early or how late!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

     a) I do not want to be artificially induced<\/a>! No prostaglandin, no artificial ruptures of membranes, no pitocin!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

     b) I do not want to labor lying on my back<\/a>! I will follow my body and the labor position<\/a> my baby chooses for me.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

     c) I do not want an epidural<\/a> or any medication – pain medication or any other medication!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

     d) I do not want to be monitored in any way or form!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

     e) I do not want an episiotomy<\/a>!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

     f) I do not want a C-section<\/a>!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

     g) I do not want anyone to pull Adam from inside of me!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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8- I want to catch Adam myself when he decides to come earth-side.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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9- I want to hold him skin-to-skin until my placenta is delivered.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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10- I do not want any force or pressure used to deliver the placenta – it will come out when it is time to come out! No active labor management<\/a>!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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11- Adam is not to be violated in any form!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

       a) His vernix<\/a> stays (this is nature's antibiotic not a yucky icky substance that has to be washed away)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

       b) He is not to be suctioned<\/a>! <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

       c) His cord<\/a> is not to be clamped or cut – at all!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

       d) He is not to be separated from his placenta – at all!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

       e) He is not to be given any eye ointments<\/a>, vitamin K shot<\/a>, or Hepatitis B vaccine<\/a> or any other drugs!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

       f) He is not to be taken away from me at any given moment!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

       g) He is not to be circumcised<\/a>!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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12- I want Adam to rest on my tummy and crawl to my breast for our first breast feed.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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13- I want Adam to let go of his placenta when he is ready – at his own pace! <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I guess now you can see clearly why a hospital birth would never work for me! Why even having a midwife will not work either.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I am not sure how things work in your country, but in my country and in the city where I live, we do not have midwives or doulas. Women give birth in hospitals and they do not get to choose anything at all. A birth plan is unheard of! A woman making decisions about her body is ridiculously funny! Women are patronized and violated, and the worst thing is that they have to suck it in and deal with the trauma in their own heads. OBs are the gods of the birth scene and women have to shut up and obey! <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Routine things in a hospital birth that will conflict with my birth plan:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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1) Induction – women are automatically given drugs to intensify the contractions<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

2) Monitoring – on your back, IV, cervical checks, and fetal monitoring<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

3) Drugs – be it for pain or antibiotics or whatever<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

4) Episiotomy – no one wonders if it is needed or not; standard operating procedure: Baby crowning, cut the woman!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

5) C-section – if the baby is breech or in any other position that the doctor does not like!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

6) Adam will be totally violated! Everything I said I did not want to happen to Adam will happen – without them even asking me!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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HOSPITAL BIRTH BUSINESS<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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In plain English<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Horrible scenario 1: Women in my country were brought up to believe that birth is painful, that it is an emergency, that it is the price she has to pay to have a baby. She hates birth. She is not looking forward to it. On one level or the other, she blames her husband for "doing this to her". She has heard\/ seen horror stories of family and friends. Her previous births were traumatizing! She is scared and stressed out! The outcome of such fear is stress signals to the baby who instead of feeling safe and secure to come out, holds on to the uterus, changes positions, or does anything to resist being born. This translates into complications and interventions are needed!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Horrible scenario 2: The woman starts labor, or is artificially induced, and goes to the hospital surrounded by family members. She is still scared and add to that fear, the unfamiliar environment, the poking, probing, and vaginal exams, and the people talking to her. She feels that she has to try to be nice, sweet, and responsive to those people who left their business just to be there for her. She feels that she is weak and vulnerable, and that she cannot do it! Every contraction scares her instead of comforts her – yes! It should comfort her to know that her body is functioning perfectly fine and that very soon she will hold her baby. The more scared and uncomfortable she is the more stressed her baby becomes. We have heard of babies disengaging after being engaged, babies turning breech or posterior after being anterior and perfectly ready, and mothers being told that a C-section is the only option! <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Horrible Scenario 3: The poor subdued woman is laboring on her back (worst position ever to give birth in!), she is not walking or moving (no wonder things are not going well!), and she is artificially induced to speed up labor (this is a standard in hospitals). She is induced because no one has the time or the effort to let her body labor at its own pace – it could take 6 hours or 36 hours or more or less! That drug they use causes her contractions to be stronger and more painful which stresses her out even more. She cannot cope with the pain! Her baby is subsequently stressed out! She asks for pain medication! Her baby is drugged as well! Remember how throughout the nine months we were not allowed to take any drugs because it will harm the baby! Whatever is injected into the mom goes to the baby via the placenta!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The woman feels defeated by her own body and begins to give up! She just feels that she is too weak to give birth! Those who take an epidural make things worse! How can you push when you do not feel your lower body? Pushing is an urge not an action! Pushing is instinctive and should not be coached! Those who tell women to push are like a blind man giving you directions to cross the street in traffic, with the epidural, this instinct to push is killed! So now, her labor is messed up, her baby is stressed out, and her instincts are overridden by interventions. What would you expect other than a c-section or a traumatizing experience? Don't forget the routine episiotomy! Don't also forget the routine forced delivery of the placenta – who has the time to wait 15 or 30 minutes for that thing to come out?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Baby is pulled out from an open womb, or by a forceps, vacuum, or strong arms of an impatient OB, cord is cut, he is immediately taken away from his mother to be "washed" and "cleaned up", suctioned, and exposed to more drugs (routine eye ointment, vitamin K, Heb B, etc.)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Now let me ask you this: what baby would want to breastfeed naturally after that horrible birth? Is that how a child is welcomed into his new life? What message are we sending him? Do you still wonder why women get post partum depression? <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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If you want to learn more details about what I just said read <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Repositioning any malpositioned fetus)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Avoiding a posterior baby) <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Avoiding a posterior baby – 2)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Belly Mapping) <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Ecstatic Birth)<\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Flip Flop technique to avoid a c-section) <\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Great reference on Natural Child Birth) <\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Perineal Stretching Massage) <\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Gentle Birth) <\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Healing Earth Birth) <\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Hormones in Labor – very informative piece) <\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(Lotus Birth – full details) <\/span><\/p>\n

Here <\/a>(The meaning and function of labor pain)<\/span><\/p>\n

(Those are all PDF files that you can save on your desktop)<\/span><\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

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CIRCUMCISION<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I mentioned earlier that more than 85% of Egyptian women are circumcised – and it is horrible!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Let me tell you that 99.9999% of Egyptian men are also circumcised! Routine amputation of the foreskin, I shall call it!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Is that how I should thank God for my perfect healthy baby? I really wonder if circumcision is a way to tell God: <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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"Hey you! You made a mistake while creating my baby boy! And I – a good parent – shall fix it right away!" <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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Why do people circumcise baby boys? The archaic arguments are: to prevent STDs, to prevent AIDS, to decrease sexual pleasure, to decrease masturbation, and because God said so!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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So instead of teaching my baby how to wash properly, I cut off a part of his penis? Instead of teaching him not to sleep around and not to have unprotected sex, I cut off a part of his penis? And why would I want to decrease his sexual pleasure? What a sick-in-the-head person would I be? Masturbation! Don't circumcised guys masturbate? Come on! And even if he wants to explore his body – who am I to interfere?!!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I have been trusted with this little tiny perfect creature and I will not betray his trust by amputating his foreskin! If later on in life he wants to have it cut, I will not object! It is his body, his decision, and his choice!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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As for the religious arguments; look here<\/a> if you are Jewish, here<\/a> if you are Christian, and here<\/a> and here<\/a> if you are Muslim. Read this<\/a> if you are just looking for common sense. If you want to know more about raising a whole intact baby boy read this<\/a>.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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And watch this to see the crime committed against such helpless creatures!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Dear Adam! I love you! I am here to protect you and I will never betray your trust in me!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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