when I see the redbuds

 

I have never seen the Redbud trees the same since Silas' birth.  5 years ago I was patiently and at times not so patiently waiting for this little person in my belly to emerge.  I was approaching my 43 week of pregnancy, holding steadfast to my home VBAC desires and hoping for labor to come soon.  One of the best pieces of info another friend had told me who had a her home VBAC was the she had to do everything different so that her psyche did not hold the memory of the C-section from her first birth. That was one magical gem.  I had a completely different support team.  On one of my many prenatal visits at my doctors house we sat on a blanket under her redbud tree and had a check and accupuncture. I remember looking up at the trees so lush and purple.  She asked if I had ever nibbled on the blossoms.  I had never heard or tried that and it was a beautiful sweet little treat from that tree.

I was continuing to trust the process and journey of that birth and would walk out on my deck and nibble from my own redbud tree and rubbing my belly.  Once my baby Silas did enter the world on that April day it was incredible in my arms, in my home, surrounded by amazing people.  Some friends brought a tree for Silas to celebrate his birth about a week later and low an behold it was a Redbud tree.  We had a ceremony and buried the placenta under the redbud tree.  Every year since then we all nibble from the tree and take in a part of ourselves.  

I told Silas yesterday we we remarked on how incredible the redbuds are that he will always know his birthday is near when he sees the redbud trees!  Go nibble on a blossom and try its sweetness, try one for Silas!  One more week to go till my babies birthday!  Remember I warned you on the sentimental posts!! haha-

There is no way I can ever see Redbuds the same- pretty fitting for Cesarean Awareness Month- remember ICAN this April.