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JESUS BORE CHILD BIRTH PAIN
Current mood: curious
With my last pregnancy the Lord began showing me that we are not under the curse of pain in child birth. At first, although I believed it, this was a hard one for me because while I don't love pain, I loved the tribulation of labor and I always felt that it helped to bond me to the babies. But the Lord really put it on my heart that Jesus bore this pain for me and to ignore His finished work so that I could keep a curse was ridiculous, and that I should instead look forward to the joys that come with a painless labor in faith.
The whole rest of that pregnancy it was firmly set in my heart that the birth would be painless and that I would fight the good fight and take over that land that was given to us. When I went into labor I faithfully began to rebuke the pain that came with each contraction and each time the pain would instantly go away while I could still feel that the contraction was going on. It continued that way for a couple hours and I was very pleased and encouraged by that but then my midwife and her assistant showed up at my house and it became very casual and everyone was talking and laughing and I made the mistake of letting myself get distracted from the battle at hand. Instead of stopping with each contraction and actively believing and rebuking the pain, I began to talk with everyone else and forget the goal and before I knew it the pain was ahead of me and had grown so much that I was not able to get back on top of it and believe and fight it. While there was a lot of pain in the rest of that labor because of my lack of diligence, I will say the Lord was still faithful and did make it a lot better than my other labors and never did I get to the point where I felt I couldn't do it anymore.
With this new pregnancy, I knew from the beginning that I was in another position to take over that land that the Lord paid to give us and through the whole pregnancy I prayed and believed that there wouldn't be pain and that I would not get distracted this time but that I would stay in the battle. I found out I was pregnant on July 2, 2006 and I was very content to trust the Lord for the time of the birth but I didn't really expect it to happen the day that it did. A few weeks before the birth we found out that my midwife would not be coming to our house for the birth because she lived too far away and was also pregnant and too due to drive that far, so at first my husband was discouraged and said we were going to go to the hospital. Thankfully he changed his mind and said we could still do it at home but he still really was concerned over this and he didn't want to "catch"; he was worried that if something went wrong and our midwife wasn't there he wouldn't know what to do. I offered to pray that I went into labor when he wasn't home so that I could do it alone because I was not worried and was just trusting the Lord about it all but he did not like that idea.
July 4, 2007 we decided to have a family get-together since everyone was off of work that day, so we had brothers and sisters and husbands and wives and parents and their children over to our home to have a cook-out and do some fireworks in the yard. Most of that day I was having contractions on and off and I was trying to just do some work, then sit and rest to calm them down so the baby wouldn't be born that day with everyone there but the Lord had other plans. By about 10:30 I realized the contractions were now regular and getting harder and it was going to be then so we got ready. I was fighting the pain with each contraction and of course the Lord is faithful and always is present and on time, never late or absent! I had decided from the last time to learn from the situation so I knew I needed to stay diligent and not let the pain get ahead of me, and I knew I did not want to make the battle a complicated one because it can be hard to think of a lot of things when you are in labor so I stuck to a few small, powerful things to battle with. When I would have a contraction, I would either tell my flesh that I did not accept any pain and that Jesus is our savior so it does no good to cry out to me in pain, or I would say that Jesus already bore this pain and removed my curse and then command the pain to stop.
By about 10:45 I needed my husband to come in and be with me while everyone else did fireworks in my yard and I decided to get in the bathtub and stay there for the labor. We prayed for a fast painless labor and asked for it to only be a half-hour. I continued to fight with each contraction and there was only a small bit of pain that remained, nothing at all like what I had had before with my babies. Also with each contraction I would ask my husband to pray and after quite a few times of that my husband said to me, "Honey, you are not believing your prayers. I have already prayed and believe. I can keep praying if you want me to but I believe what we prayed." I instantly knew he was right and was quite surprised that he said that to me.
At about 11:30 we knew that if the Lord planned to have this baby's birthday be July 4 then we could only have 30 minutes to go, but we realized He may have ordained the birthday to be July 5, in which case we had at least 31 minutes to go and my husband thought it was going to be the 5th because that is 5 days before his birthday and he felt that was how it was going to be and he told me that must mean something but I don't know what. I told him that 5 is the number of grace so the 5th of July and five days before his birthday is like double grace! He was happy about that and said, "Wow, I figured it had to mean something." Whenever it seemed at all like it was getting harder he would remind me of how much the Lord had done for us and how perfectly He had been working everything out recently and that if He can do all that, there was no reason He could not bring that baby out easy and fast! He was so right about that and I was encouraged not only in myself for myself but also for him, that he could see and believe that also. I could tell the worry he had before was gone. Sometime in there he asked if he should check me for dilation but I said no because we were not going to walk by sight but instead believe what we had prayed for and it didn't matter what it would look like, that could only serve to possibly discourage my faith and it was better to just believe and not need to know since those things don't really matter when God is in charge anyways. A bit later my husband wanted me go to the bedroom for a bit because of how hot it was in the bedroom and a couple minutes after we were in there I began to go into transition to the third stage of labor which I was pleased that I could tell, NOT because of the pain I would normally have but because of the shaking that begins to happen. We went back to the bathtub to do the pushing and I asked my husband to just command the baby to come out but he said he couldn't do that. With each contraction and pushing he would say move down baby, come right out (which I thought was wonderful because he was commanding it; I guess it just didn't seem that way to him because it wasn't in a commanding voice). I continued to push and think to myself, "Come right out, bring it right out Lord." But my water had not broken yet so in between I also was thinking, ok, I gotta push and get this water broke so the baby can come out a few contractions after.
But big surprise! Four or five times of pushing and I could feel the head and one push later she was out! When she came out she had her right leg up wrapped over her shoulder with her foot behind her head and her right arm up in front of her leg. She was born at 1:01 am July 5. Her name is Avyah-Ari Dannyah which means (Yah is my Father - lion judge of Yah), so in the end the labor was very short, with very, very little pain!
Current mood: curious
With my last pregnancy the Lord began showing me that we are not under the curse of pain in child birth. At first, although I believed it, this was a hard one for me because while I don't love pain, I loved the tribulation of labor and I always felt that it helped to bond me to the babies. But the Lord really put it on my heart that Jesus bore this pain for me and to ignore His finished work so that I could keep a curse was ridiculous, and that I should instead look forward to the joys that come with a painless labor in faith.
The whole rest of that pregnancy it was firmly set in my heart that the birth would be painless and that I would fight the good fight and take over that land that was given to us. When I went into labor I faithfully began to rebuke the pain that came with each contraction and each time the pain would instantly go away while I could still feel that the contraction was going on. It continued that way for a couple hours and I was very pleased and encouraged by that but then my midwife and her assistant showed up at my house and it became very casual and everyone was talking and laughing and I made the mistake of letting myself get distracted from the battle at hand. Instead of stopping with each contraction and actively believing and rebuking the pain, I began to talk with everyone else and forget the goal and before I knew it the pain was ahead of me and had grown so much that I was not able to get back on top of it and believe and fight it. While there was a lot of pain in the rest of that labor because of my lack of diligence, I will say the Lord was still faithful and did make it a lot better than my other labors and never did I get to the point where I felt I couldn't do it anymore.
With this new pregnancy, I knew from the beginning that I was in another position to take over that land that the Lord paid to give us and through the whole pregnancy I prayed and believed that there wouldn't be pain and that I would not get distracted this time but that I would stay in the battle. I found out I was pregnant on July 2, 2006 and I was very content to trust the Lord for the time of the birth but I didn't really expect it to happen the day that it did. A few weeks before the birth we found out that my midwife would not be coming to our house for the birth because she lived too far away and was also pregnant and too due to drive that far, so at first my husband was discouraged and said we were going to go to the hospital. Thankfully he changed his mind and said we could still do it at home but he still really was concerned over this and he didn't want to "catch"; he was worried that if something went wrong and our midwife wasn't there he wouldn't know what to do. I offered to pray that I went into labor when he wasn't home so that I could do it alone because I was not worried and was just trusting the Lord about it all but he did not like that idea.
July 4, 2007 we decided to have a family get-together since everyone was off of work that day, so we had brothers and sisters and husbands and wives and parents and their children over to our home to have a cook-out and do some fireworks in the yard. Most of that day I was having contractions on and off and I was trying to just do some work, then sit and rest to calm them down so the baby wouldn't be born that day with everyone there but the Lord had other plans. By about 10:30 I realized the contractions were now regular and getting harder and it was going to be then so we got ready. I was fighting the pain with each contraction and of course the Lord is faithful and always is present and on time, never late or absent! I had decided from the last time to learn from the situation so I knew I needed to stay diligent and not let the pain get ahead of me, and I knew I did not want to make the battle a complicated one because it can be hard to think of a lot of things when you are in labor so I stuck to a few small, powerful things to battle with. When I would have a contraction, I would either tell my flesh that I did not accept any pain and that Jesus is our savior so it does no good to cry out to me in pain, or I would say that Jesus already bore this pain and removed my curse and then command the pain to stop.
By about 10:45 I needed my husband to come in and be with me while everyone else did fireworks in my yard and I decided to get in the bathtub and stay there for the labor. We prayed for a fast painless labor and asked for it to only be a half-hour. I continued to fight with each contraction and there was only a small bit of pain that remained, nothing at all like what I had had before with my babies. Also with each contraction I would ask my husband to pray and after quite a few times of that my husband said to me, "Honey, you are not believing your prayers. I have already prayed and believe. I can keep praying if you want me to but I believe what we prayed." I instantly knew he was right and was quite surprised that he said that to me.
At about 11:30 we knew that if the Lord planned to have this baby's birthday be July 4 then we could only have 30 minutes to go, but we realized He may have ordained the birthday to be July 5, in which case we had at least 31 minutes to go and my husband thought it was going to be the 5th because that is 5 days before his birthday and he felt that was how it was going to be and he told me that must mean something but I don't know what. I told him that 5 is the number of grace so the 5th of July and five days before his birthday is like double grace! He was happy about that and said, "Wow, I figured it had to mean something." Whenever it seemed at all like it was getting harder he would remind me of how much the Lord had done for us and how perfectly He had been working everything out recently and that if He can do all that, there was no reason He could not bring that baby out easy and fast! He was so right about that and I was encouraged not only in myself for myself but also for him, that he could see and believe that also. I could tell the worry he had before was gone. Sometime in there he asked if he should check me for dilation but I said no because we were not going to walk by sight but instead believe what we had prayed for and it didn't matter what it would look like, that could only serve to possibly discourage my faith and it was better to just believe and not need to know since those things don't really matter when God is in charge anyways. A bit later my husband wanted me go to the bedroom for a bit because of how hot it was in the bedroom and a couple minutes after we were in there I began to go into transition to the third stage of labor which I was pleased that I could tell, NOT because of the pain I would normally have but because of the shaking that begins to happen. We went back to the bathtub to do the pushing and I asked my husband to just command the baby to come out but he said he couldn't do that. With each contraction and pushing he would say move down baby, come right out (which I thought was wonderful because he was commanding it; I guess it just didn't seem that way to him because it wasn't in a commanding voice). I continued to push and think to myself, "Come right out, bring it right out Lord." But my water had not broken yet so in between I also was thinking, ok, I gotta push and get this water broke so the baby can come out a few contractions after.
But big surprise! Four or five times of pushing and I could feel the head and one push later she was out! When she came out she had her right leg up wrapped over her shoulder with her foot behind her head and her right arm up in front of her leg. She was born at 1:01 am July 5. Her name is Avyah-Ari Dannyah which means (Yah is my Father - lion judge of Yah), so in the end the labor was very short, with very, very little pain!