(Strand of photos from my own birth hanging on the wall in Talitha's room.)
When I first got pregnant, I wrote a few declarations of faith over our baby, my body, and my hubby. I spent the beginning of my pregnancy reading those paragraphs out loud as the desire of my heart for how I wanted things to go. As I look back over what I wrote — what I prayed — I see how those specific requests were answered.
For Talitha, before I knew she was Talitha, I declared:
"You are growing healthy,"
"You are receptive to your parent’s words,"
"You will know exactly how to position yourself once it’s time to leave this bed,"
"All of your parts are in order."
She is certainly a healthy (and seemingly big) baby, and she definitely responds to our touch and our voice especially her daddy's! She's been in the "launch position," as my doctor called it, for weeks now, so she knows what she's doing there, and all her little parts were complete and adorable when we saw her on the sonograms.
For myself, I declared:
"Womb, you are creating the perfect habitat for this child,"
"Legs, you are strong pillars to carry this new life for all nine months well. You will not tire or swell,"
"Pancreas, you function normally,"
"Back, you have a strength you never knew, and you won’t feel any burdensome pain,"
"Your beauty is exponentially increasing."
I've had probably the closest thing to a stress-free pregnancy I could imagine. I had no morning sickness, no weird things going on inside. And even though I've been pregnant during the summer, I really haven't had issues with swelling. Here at the end, if I'm on my feet for a long time, then yes, I've definitely gotten those kankles! I didn't have gestational diabetes nor have I had preclampsia. I've felt bouts of discomfort from time to time, but I haven't had any signficant back pain. I've also very much had moments where I would cry for no good reason, but my mood swings have been minimal, and I've always known I could control any harsh words if I felt them wanting to arise. Lastly, looking back, it seems almost strange that I included something about my own beauty, but instead of feeling fat and tired and ugly like many women are portrayed to see themselves in pregnancy, I've seen a deeper side of my beauty and femininity than ever before.
For David, I declared:
"You carry revelation for your family, vision, and insight into the workings of the Kingdom for us."
David is a deeply philosophical and theological kind of man anyway (and a huge goofball/funny man to boot!), but he told me just the other day that he feels he is constantly thinking about thoughts he feels are from the Father and receiving revelation from God like never before! My whole declaration for him was actually more overarching into his role as a father, but he's exceeded even my own expectations. He's been such a pillar for me during the pregnancy taking care of me in the night when I couldn't go back to sleep, fetching food and drink for me at all hours, giving me massages when I asked. Of course, there was a time or two when he felt helpless, and he just had to wait it out and let me cry. He's also been super supportive about decisions I made about our doctor/hospital/birth plan. He listened to me read about pregnancy to him at bedtime. He's been a real partner to me, which is the way we believe God always intended.
Let me just stop here, and give the Lord some praise! I'm not saying there was a special formula to get what I've recieved in this pregnancy or that my words were somehow magic. But I am saying and realizing and sharing with you that the way we position our thoughts towards ourselves and our circumstances certainly influences the outcomes. Everything good I've experienced in this is totally the work of the Father, but he chose to let me partner with Him in seeing it come to pass.
(One of my favorite early 20th century pieces in Talitha's room that my mom got in an antique store a few years back. I knew I'd want it featured in her room when we moved back home, because vintage vibes were totally on my mind in decorating.)
This brings me to the declarations I've written for the labor and delivery that I just finished the other night. Please feel free to pray these with me just as I asked in the beginning.
You have grown for nine months in my womb as a healthy baby. You will leave this womb in health and supernatural ease. You know exactly when to begin your journey, and though you are the first to come through, your brave yet gentle spirit makes your movement a sweet adventure. You will greet us with joy and without delay in wholeness and newborn glory.
(Little details on the dresser: dried roses from Mother's Day and the day we found out she was a girl, a cherished journal gifted by a dear friend, floral Cath Kidston box, and origami flower made for our family baby shower.)
FOR MY BODY:
You were made to do this. Just as you have endured the journey brilliantly, you will finish in victory. Cervix, you open right on time and consistently. Body, you will not be overwhelmed. Mind, no fear comes your way, because perfect love covers you. Birthing canal, you are redeemed, a pathway cleared of doubt and the curse. Breasts, you give life and sustainance from the moment it is needed and wanted. Body, your task at hand is your joy to complete without stress or delay.
As husband and partner, you are an encouraging coach and a real-time intercessor. You know how to call things as they need to be an advocate for your family. Your presense calms the atmosphere and fills it with an undeniable faith. your excitement creates a happy energy that inspres our endurance. Your love is a covering that brings freedom and acceptance from the very moment of delivery.
(Perfect little nook I've been enjoying her room and waiting for her in and where I've sat writing this entire post getting excited about the day I'll get to bring her home.)
Thank you for reading and sharing a little bit of the journey with our little family. I can't explain the way we've already been loved on so well by our family and friends and church families. From all of us, thank you, you know who you are.