EFT Tapping for a Miracle Labor & Delivery

Last week I wrote, “Will my baby ever be born!?”

Within 24 hours of sending that email, Elianna Poinier Viramontez arrived March 6th at @5:19 pm Pacific Time (approx 2.5 weeks “late”)!

I have all my tools + all your prayers to thank.

My midwives will tell you that I was pacing the backyard chanting and tapping like a well-resourced lunatic :)

Why am I sharing?

1. As a thank you letter for your prayers, surrogate tapping, and good vibes.

2. To encourage you to use somatic tools to call in new life (no matter what that means to you):

• Castor Oil! 1 Tbs in ice cream did the trick to get contractions going!

• Tapping + Visualization: I tapped through each contraction as I visualized white light entering my womb and melting the pressure.

• Tapping + Breathwork: I would touch and hold key EFT points that support labor (a bonus I learned when creating my Level 3 class). Inhale 4 Exhale 8 during each contraction. I reminded myself that 5 cycles would get me through a 60-second surge. Tip: Emotions only last 120 seconds so whatever you are pushing through, trust you can breathe through it for 2 minutes.

• Tapping + Mantra: I repeated “lower lower closer closer” as I imagined the discomfort was the sensation of Ellie dropping lower and closer to Earth.

• Tapping + Surrender: I tapped on feeling gratitude despite the HOW. I knew I couldn’t control how she was born (at home, hospital, or via C-section), but I could control HOW I chose to feel.

• Bilateral Tapping + Future Forecasting: Every day for the last two months, I visualized my ideal birth, where it would happen, and how I would feel. I tapped bilaterally (alternating LRLR) as I imagined the RELIEF of finally holding her after a quick labor at home, where I would catch her in my own hands and hear her beautiful cry as I brought her to my chest.
  

I could cry as I type, but that dream forecast is exactly what happened.

The midwives didn’t have time to fill the tub.

One was still chewing her snack as I climbed on my bed and pushed Ellie out, caught her in my hands, and pulled her crying to my chest.

It was a miracle.

My main lesson: We can’t control the timing of miracles, but we can prepare our hearts so we are ready when they come.

I’ll close with a poem I wrote 10 years ago that used to be titled “Emotions” but I’ve now renamed “Miracles"

Two weeks ago, this old poem popped into my head like a jingle along with a gut feeling that the words were trying to tell me about Ellie’s arrival.

MIRACLES

You come like a wave.

Slow,

until you’re not

Still,

until the crashing.

You come like a spirit

running

to be

free.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Are you waiting for a miracle?

Prepare your heart.

You may have been waiting long past the desired due date, but your miracle might come crashing so fast that you barely have time to swallow your current bite.

Little did I know that all the miracle tapping would pan out in such crazy vivid color!!!

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