A word to the wise – this post contains content of a very personal nature, about the pregnancy of a very dear friend. Those wishing to know nothing about stuff like that (both the beauty and the horror) had better stop reading right now.
I received word from my good friend L, who currently lives in Sweden. Her water just broke. Those intense hours, or at most, days, before finally meeting that person you have carried around for – in her case exactly – 9 months, have finally arrived.
I am hesitant to write about this, because it feels like provoking the gods – even though I ‘m not a religious person. And perhaps also because I could’t write during my own pregnancy. But it itches, so I guess I’ll take my chances…
Having experienced the same thing almost to the exact day, 7 months ago, I feel excited, emotional, anxious and happy for her. It’s a cliché, I know, but the mixture of ecstatic joy, anxiety and surprise you feel when you are looking into the eyes of precisely the person you find thrown on your belly, is indescribable. My baby boy, by the way, was looking back at me in a state of total and absolute bewilderment, nausea and shock – but I guess that’s normal too…
My friend has crossed the boundary where it finally becomes apparent that there is no way back. It takes 9 months and an intense physical revolution in order to get to that point. The immensity of the act you are about to surrender yourself to, is as overwhelming as it is basic and purely natural. It is something that countless other women have done before you, rich poor, sick, healthy, with or without help, inside or out. And still it remains the most unique, personal, desperate and wonderful experience I have ever had. I don’t think anyone is exactly the same after it.
So I think it’s amazing that through mobile communication technology I am able to be so close to my friend in this amazing, but also frightening time. Although we’re physically multiple nations apart, I am thinking about her, sending her strength and endurance and my most intense wishes that all will be fine with her and her child, and of course her husband.
Although the joy and happiness about finally meeting my child remains much stronger, I found giving birth an agonizing and horrifying experience – contrary to what people like you to believe, hormones haven’t made me forget about the messy and painful part. So I know she can use all the positive energy and thoughts the people that love her can send her.
Which is also why, secretly, I am online already, checking out dates and airline tickets to go and visit the soon-to-be new family in their home town. I have already sent a card on my iphone with the TNT kaart sturen app, and just cannot stop feeling how lucky I am to be able to share some of the experience with her. Just a few decades ago, I would have received word of the baby’s birth at best after a couple of days, probably even weeks, whereas now I am sure it will be within hours. I don’t care if that makes me a naive technology optimist. I just love it that technology allows me to keep the bonds of friendship warm, and the joy of a shared experience possible, despite the distance.
L & W thinking about you, wishing you all the best, with all my heart!
July 26th update: L gave birth to a healthy baby girl on Saturday, July 24th, 2010. Being the amazingly precise planner she is, she managed to deliver exactly on her due date. Both mother and daughter are doing well.





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