Let me be honest with myself

DISCLAIMER:the terminology I use in this blog may be unsettling to some. This blog is about child birth and labor...you have been warned. Isaiah 1:18 "Come now, let us reason together," says the LORD." I feel like I need to say the above quote to women in the west. Let us reason together . Reason- a (1) : the power of comprehending, inferring, or thinking especially in orderly rational ways : intelligence (2) : proper exercise of the mind (3) : sanity Let us reason together about birth. Let us not be automatically divided but let us talk, debate, exchange:facts, science, logic, intuition, emotions of every kind and experiences. Let us engage the POWER of comprehending. But that's what I ask. Can we not reason together? I start this off in a somewhat general way. But really it boils down to people I know/have known and how birth has effected them negatively and positively. Where do I start when it comes to birthing babies? Well lets start with my mom. My mother had ...

I feel anxious. I know that true growth causes change but I have a hard time adjusting to change. Period. I bite Aarons head off when he changes plans or makes plans without me knowing. It's definitely a personal/controleverythingaroundme issue. God is uncomfortably uprooting this issue because I've asked Him to. Do you ever momentarily regret certain prayers? I do that a lot. I've gone through so much of my adult life feeling overwhelmed. Like the burdens assigned to me were simply too much. Like God why can't I be assigned with being too loving? Thats a burden that seems less uncomfortable/humiliating. I had enough to deal with being a teenager and being emo. Now I have to be emo as an adult too?! This probably doesn't make any sense but my last post really ties into it. I feel my flesh/ego suffering. I am realizing my weaknesses/issues and it seems too overwhelming to deal with. Quick story. So my dad told me to watch "Fat Sick and Nearly Dead" and I di...