Some may agree, others may think I am crazy. When I say; Birth is beautiful.
Birth is not “pretty”.
It can be messy, it can be violently loud. It can also be unpredictable. But, that is birth. That is life and it is beautiful.
Something about seeing a mother bear down & roar her baby earth side. It gets me every time.
New life, entering this world, it’s sacred & so special.
After all of her hard work the mother pulls her baby on to her chest and when she lays eyes on her new born child, smells the top of their head tears begin rolling down her cheeks, you hear quivering in her voice. “My baby! I love you so much, My baby, oh, my baby.”
The oxytocin. Oh, the oxytocin.
Birth is so, so beautiful.