WELCOME
DJANGO MOSES KIM
5th January 2008
7 lbs 5 oz
Django - a Romany name meaning to awaken - and also after Django Reinhart - our baby used to dance to his records in the womb!
Moses - born from the water, and also destined for great things and spiritual leader
Kim - golden - chosen because it was my sister Sue's middle name and I wanted to honour the connections between her life and our son
Short post, long nights. As we moved into 2008, snow fell in Cumbria, creating a magical winter land and, in this blissful quiet, our birth journey began. It was frightening and wonderful, long (48 hrs), challenging and ultimately triumphant. In the company of my beloved Adam, my sister Sal, Helen, Simon, my niece Sita and our midwives Christine and Julie, our beautiful baby boy was born at 12.20am on 5th January 2008, naturally and at home. I caught him in my hands as he emerged into this world. My son. Amazing.
I will write again when I have more energy - for now these quiet moments are for rest and recuperation! He is beautiful, gentle and strong willed and sometimes the love that I feel for him terrifies me to tears...this adventure is just beginning and already it has taken me to places within myself deeper than I have known before. it is as though in giving birth, I somehow simultaneously am born and die away...
Still...is it really possible to love someone this much?
Moses - born from the water, and also destined for great things and spiritual leader
Kim - golden - chosen because it was my sister Sue's middle name and I wanted to honour the connections between her life and our son
Short post, long nights. As we moved into 2008, snow fell in Cumbria, creating a magical winter land and, in this blissful quiet, our birth journey began. It was frightening and wonderful, long (48 hrs), challenging and ultimately triumphant. In the company of my beloved Adam, my sister Sal, Helen, Simon, my niece Sita and our midwives Christine and Julie, our beautiful baby boy was born at 12.20am on 5th January 2008, naturally and at home. I caught him in my hands as he emerged into this world. My son. Amazing.
I will write again when I have more energy - for now these quiet moments are for rest and recuperation! He is beautiful, gentle and strong willed and sometimes the love that I feel for him terrifies me to tears...this adventure is just beginning and already it has taken me to places within myself deeper than I have known before. it is as though in giving birth, I somehow simultaneously am born and die away...
Still...is it really possible to love someone this much?
2 comments:
I was so excited to meet Django at last on Thursday! Very moving words Vik - and welcome to the beautiful, agonising, magical world of being a mother.
Welcome Django and welcome Vik- part of you has died, yes, but a new part is born, a part that is both fierce and gentle.
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