Tuesday, August 17, 2010

TRANSITION

TRANSITION

Aug 17th 2010


When I hear this word the only thing I can think of is my labor with Annabella. She was my first homebirth and I really was expecting a much different labor. She was my 4th child so I was expecting a 5 hour labor, no problems and that I would be calm and quiet, able to deal with it with grace. Haha!


In labor, transition is supposed to be the shortest, yet most intense and painful part of labor. It is the body preparing for the final stage and it’s characterized as the “give-up” phase of labor. It’s when the woman usually feels she can’t do it anymore, that she says she needs meds, that she feel out of control and can be confused or disoriented. The contractions are more intense, shorter together, sometimes with double peaks. You can physically observe a woman in transition; they sometimes are shaking very badly, shivering, vomiting or nauseated. Sometimes the only focus point at this phase or help you can offer is letting them know they are in transition; knowing the end is very near and this stage and pain will be relatively short.


Transition in the dictionary is defined as: Passage; the act of passing from one state or place to the next conversion: an event that results in a transformation a change from one place or state or subject or stage to another cause to convert or undergo a transition


Transition is a temporary place of “no man’s land” and has two defining characteristics.


1.) It is not intended to be lived in permanently


2.) Has the purpose of going from one thing, transforming into another; much like a butterfly.


Some interesting things:


There are 4 stages of development for every butterfly.


Egg, larva, pupa, butterfly


The egg has to be laid on the type of leaf that type of caterpillar will eat because it’s born on the leaf and immediately begin eating. The caterpillar is very hungry and eats and eats to grow. I suppose we only see growth in us when we eat and eat the “right” kind of food. It can’t be just any old leaf.


The caterpillar doesn't grow by stretching; instead his exoskeleton has to be shed, it does this several times. I think of the verse that says being changed from glory to glory. In our walks we have to go through several times of shedding our ways, beliefs to grow. We may have thought we arrived at something only to find we only saw in part, understood in part.


When they have reached a place of growth they form this chrysalis and on the outside it looks like nothing is happening that they are just resting or sleeping. But really on the inside a complete transformation is taking place…hidden from sight. As change happens in the heart, our motives are exposed to us. Even those hidden things. The old body parts are going through a metamorphosis and changing into something beautiful and different. Like the physical, we can see the spiritual application. here; sanctification.


As the butterfly comes out, its wings are folded and soft because it was tight in there, it rests and then it gets the blood pumping into the wings for them to be able to fly. Their whole life purpose as a butterfly is to look to reproduce. Isn't that what God wants us to do? Share and grow that into other people, reproduce what we have learned and know.


If you help a butterfly out of its cocoon its wings will be too weak to fly because it didn't go through the struggle and it will die. If helped, it will simply fall to the ground, crawl around with a swollen body and shrunken wings, and soon die. Think about when we have knowledge of something. The Bible says knowledge puffeth up but love builds up. The Bible also says that all the gifts and tongues and prophesy are basically nothing w/o love. We can have these gifts, the knowledge and be all puffed up but not have the strong wings needed to fly. Those wings only get strength through experiencing the struggle to make them strong. We also see that its Gods loving-kindness that He allows the struggle and doesn't just "do it all" for us. He knows what will produce maturity. James 1:2-4 "My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.


Weird to think we can go through all the stages of growth, go through eating a ton, being transformed etc and we will still die if we aren't given the opportunity to struggle. Wonderful that the Lord gives us all the tools needed to become the butterfly but its when love and perfect timing enter into our lives that we can fly. I guess that is why His holiness demands righteous order; because He knows we would perish w/o this.


Now back to my story…Annabella was positioned ever so slightly wrong. She was slightly posterior, making the labor non-progressive and causing back labor (which you cannot understand this kind of  excruciating pain unless you experience it). Unfortunately, where I got “stuck” was in transition. Normal transition lasts 15 minutes to 2 hours. I was stuck for 7 hours!! I wanted to give up, I wanted to go to hospital (so I said). I couldn't do anything but writhe in pain and even though I groaned and moaned and had no control over what was happening, and as I insisted I wanted to go in, I really didn't. What I really wanted was for someone to tell me how much longer I had so I could mentally deal with it. But nobody could tell me. I was desperate and at the end of myself. I had been praying the whole time but now it got different. I began begging the Lord to do something, asking for mercy, anything!!


All at once I fell asleep from complete and utter exhaustion. I had already been sleeping for 30 seconds here and there, it was going on 21 hours now and I could not do anymore. I fell asleep and for 10 minutes straight I didn't have a contraction. Suddenly I woke to a feeling of Annabella moving and positioning herself correctly. I could feel her move down into the correct position. She was ready to be birthed. I yelled out that she was ready, she had moved! I was worn out, physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually at the end of myself, and this movement gave me hope. I knew deep inside it was time, that I had finally come through the transition and now was going to meet my daughter. She was born very soon after that, all 10 pounds of her, and it was beautiful and peaceful! Great was my blessing!


I am forever grateful of that experience as it taught me to rely on the Lord, it taught me that pain itself cannot kill me, and it taught me about the pain of transition in our lives; the struggle to be transformed into something different. The pain is part of the process. It also taught me I don’t want to be “stuck” in a transitory state and the slightest re-positioning may be all that was necessary to facilitate progress.

In the spiritual application, I can see this ever so true. If someone would have been able to tell me exactly what that specific birth scenario was going to be, I may not have chosen it; for fear of the pain, the sacrifice. I am glad I went into w/the faith it was going to be great, had I not I would have missed out on the lessons learned and growth. Growth can only come by overcoming. Transition is not only good but necessary but it is possible to get stuck, and if we find ourselves in a stuck transition, we may need to evaluate if we are aligned w/God. Is our position in line with God’s, are we expecting Him to align with us or do we need to align with Him. God is holy; He will not realign Himself to fit into our thoughts or ways.


Isaiah 55:8-9 "For My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways, declares the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways And My thoughts than your thoughts


Be encouraged if you find yourself in transition, for it means something beautiful is about to be birthed!

1 comment:

Melissa said...

Thank you for this description. It is very encouraging as I walk through this time of transition, not knowing what He is up to but knowing that I want to align myself directly under His wings. His ways are not our ways. Thank you for this. Love you.