A couple days ago I posted a virtual cry for help here, and a request for help here, after feeling an overwhelming sense of uncertainty, anxiety, and apprehension about a third birth ( my second VBAC.)

But you, my dear friends (cyber and otherwise) responded to the call with an outpouring of emotional support, encouragement, and generosity.  While a few simple chearleading comments was the most I had hoped for, some of you went above and beyond the call, and responded to my cry with more than I could have dreamed.

♥ One of you sent me your Hypnobabies CDs, along with the VBAC tracks, saving me well over $150.

♥ One of you offered to let me and the Hyphenated Husband attend your Bradley class, at no charge, because you said I deserved it for helping so many other women through their VBACs.  *tear*

♥ One of you offered me your Hypnobirthing book and CD, along with a ton of other resources to help me learn about hypnotic birthing methods.

♥ One of you gave me some other positive pregnancy materials to help me get into a more peaceful mental state during this impending gestation.

♥ And many more of you left lengthy, thoughtful, and kind comments and suggestions to help me feel safer and more secure in my decisions.

So what I have learned this week, if I didn’t know it before, is that women in my community care about each other, and they care about me.  Each time someone has come through for me, it makes my chest buckle, my eyes well up, and my throat squeeze closed.  I’ve been doing a lot of crying this week – in a good way.

When my chips were down, and I was the one that needed the help instead of being the one who gives it, you swept in and lifted me up.  My faith in sisterhood, community, and humanity have been restored this week.  Thank you all.

Now stop making me cry… It’s ruining my contact lenses.