Mandivamba Murashiki Rukuni
Born 6:12 pm
Weight 5 ibs 14 ounces
Length 18 1/2 inches
To begin talking about my birth story I have to start with a poem that I wrote to my son before his entrance into the world. I wrote this poem in my second trimester when I felt him kick and move for the first time, we bonded instantly from that day, and we have been close since day one of his little beautiful life. I never knew the love,passion, and pure joy that I could have for another person until the birth of my son. I wanted to write this story express my unconditional love for my child.
You are the most beautiful thing that I know
I love to feel you move as you are being stronger and grow
I do not see your face or know how you will enter the world
I can hardly wait to meet you my most beautiful thing
I can’t wait to hold you in my arms and kiss you all day long
I wanted you to know that you will always be loved and wanted forever.
I met my husband in college, and during those times my only thoughts about children were the ones that I would teach, and volunteer for in schools and various non profit programs on and off campus. I never really saw myself as a Mother during that time in my life. The only things that were on my mind, were getting to know my than boyfriend, graduating from college and starting my teaching career. I had a plan of making a difference in the world and stopping the social injustices in the educational system, being on the front line as a teacher working in so called urban areas for children of color. However, my journey after graduation led me to graduate school to begin my work with families. During my time in graduate school I married my husband, completed my thesis, which actually that felt like giving birth, and we relocated to Atlanta from Michigan, and ran my first half marathon, so for me the time was never right to have a baby. However, one day while walking down the baby aisle in Walmart the baby fever hit me and that is when I knew that it was time for me to have my own children. I had a discussion with my husband who was ready a year prior for children and we started the family planning process.
The thought of having a c-section is something that is kind of scary and something that I did not plan for when I decided to get pregnant. I wanted to have a natural childbirth with as little medications as possible for the health of myself and the baby. I wanted to have a water birth with a mid wife or a Douala. I wanted to have an African drum playing in the background, the same drumming from our wedding. I wanted to have labor and delivery at home with my husband. I am in the third trimester of my pregnancy and I will do what is best for the baby, if my doctor suggest that I get an induction, or if I a c-section is the safest way than I must surrender and pray for a healthy labor and delivery. My son is the most important thing in the world to me. I love him so much and I don’t know him, but I feel that we are kindred spirits, and I am meant to be his mother. I am excited about seeing all of firsts: His first steps, first words, first smile, and first breath of life.
I am getting so excited about having a baby. I can’t believe that I am going to be a mother in a few weeks. I never knew that I could have so many emotions going through my body. I just want to see my son’s face and hold him in my arms. I am ready for the sleepless nights, feedings, diaper changes, and getting to know my baby. I wonder who is he going to look like? What his hair eyes will look like? What will be the color of his skin? I wonder if he will be a happy or fussy baby? I am just waiting to meet my bundle of joy!
Labor and Delivery
The day before my son was born, I had my last doctor’s appointment and prior to that day I had placenta previa which means that my placenta blocked my cervix and it had to move away from my cervix so I could have a natural birth and not have to get a c-section. However, the day of my last doctor’s appointment thankfully my placenta moved away, the doctor than determined that she could induce me the very next day, which was two weeks before my due date. I remember her telling my husband and I go home and pack your bags and I will see you in the morning. The excitement, anticipation, and worry began to build up inside of me again but a passage from one of my pregnancy books came to me to surrender, submit, go with the flow, humble, let things go cherish each day, and relax, stay calm, rapidly move through the day of labor and delivery. We arrived at the hospital, checked in, met with the doctor and the staff, and after several nauseating pushes, and receiving and epidural my beautiful baby boy was born!