Have you ever been healed by a baby? I have!
I was 26 years old, when I got married. As a couple we decided to plan for a family after two years. We wanted to explore life together, just the two of us, before taking on responsibility of another life. As the time passed by, I sensed an unstated pressure around me for having a baby, from society, sometimes from relatives, friends and eventually self-created pressure.
I had PCOD, an add-on stress factor, that left me clueless about my monthly cycle. Like most of us sharing a similar boat, to correct my cycle, I put myself on medication (post consultation from my gynaecologist). I had to undergo various treatment and procedures, that were tiring and stressful both for my mind and body. Despite being hopeful, the uncertainty of the outcome was disheartening.
Then came one day when I decided to stop all medications, and just go with flow. Life went on as usual. I got busy with my work and family, until one day when I realized that I had skipped my periods for sufficiently long interval of time.
I took the pregnancy test and to my joy found out, it was positive. We were brimming with joy and it felt like a sense of achievement! With a big sigh of relief, I carried on with my routine work. Our appointment for regular check-ups were fixed, everything felt like falling into place.
However, my world fell apart the day we went for 6th week scan and discovered there was no foetal growth and I was advised to medically abort the baby. The angst I felt deep within, was too much for me to handle. I was confused and had no control over my tears. I further sensed that the society with all their well-intended advices, will leave no room for me to grieve for my baby I had just lost. I felt like a mesh, tangled in my own thoughts and misery. I took time and meanwhile my husband got a transfer at work, which meant complete change of place and environment. I welcomed this change whole heartedly. We started fresh in new city, busy setting up our home. Somehow the thought of having a baby slipped to the back of our minds.
Meanwhile, I received news from my sister, that she was expecting her second child. I was elated with the idea of becoming aunt once again. Time passed, and when the little one arrived, I flew down to my sister to see my nephew. I saw him on the 15th day, he was so tiny and dainty. I used to carefully hold him in my arms, take him for a walk and make him sleep. One day I just held him close to my chest and whispered in his ears “Heal me”.
Words, intentions and touch have such power, and I could not have felt it much stronger that day. The next minute I felt a tingling sensation all over my body, as if each and every cell was bathing in health and potency. I was not a craniosacral therapist then, but today I do relate and understand the fact that a safe, un-intentional and empathetic touch can do wonders to your system. What could be much safer and more expansive than a soft cuddle by a new born?
I left for home, and got busy with my daily chores. Missing my periods was not a new thing and hence, I did not look too much into it, when I found out. However, much to my husband’s and my joy and surprise, we found out that we were expecting! I was healthy and so was the pregnancy. I was healed!
Months leading to delivery were smooth. I thank God for keeping it that way. My son came along and filled up our lives with more joy and gratitude.
The idea of sharing this post, was to share my experience, and reach out to all those couples who are trying for a baby, and for some reason are not able to…
1. Don’t stress yourself out. It surely is not worth it.
2. Cuddle as many babies. Their unconditional Divine Love will flow through you and heal you in unimaginable ways.
3. Trust and respect your body.
4. Watch and curb any negative self-talk. Our thoughts eventually create our reality.
5. Trust and accept the Divine Plan and stay calm 😊
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