And behind each door, a different woman, different family, different story, but all with a common goal of welcoming a healthy baby.
She’s the same woman of course but different. Physically, the change is plain to see.
But emotionally and mentally there’s been a shift. One she may not realise the full extent of for months to come. New ideals, new dreams, with traits she’s always possessed deep down having been newly ignited. A fierce fire burning within.
Because she now understands the importance of her role. The honour bestowed on her. The responsibility and unconditional love required for not only a child but herself.
Mumma, can’t you see your transformation?
I wish those corridors could applaud you.
Then you would see the strength you possess.
I wish those halls could rock you.
To ensure you felt safe and supported.
I wish those walls could whisper.
So you would know that however your birth played out, you were amazing!
Then in the weeks to come, when it all feels too much, too hard or too lonely, you’ll listen to that inner voice and know with absolute conviction, that you are completely enough.
Lacey Owen is a busy mum of three gorgeous children who provide the basis of her blog @Laced with Love. Experiences along her journey to becoming a mother and all that motherhood entails such as miscarriage, ill babies, secondary infertility and raising young children. She works part time as a health professional and loves nothing more than creating memories with her young family at many beaches in the winterless north of NZ.
