You Are So Misunderstood
You know how terrible true
you been talking to brick
I'm spitting the
wrong tongue at you
You want to be seen by me
Could your story still unravel
for little queen mama bee?
your path a different gravel
Reading this, if you are my kid
or a neighbor close to me
It is surely a solid, safe bid
you are as misunderstood as could be
Don't go wrongly bend your shape
I'm estranged to your enemies
despite human flaws I can't escape
I learn you
as much as I can
please
I’m back after my 11th was born. God saw to a safe and happy homebirth again!
For all my patient friends - I’d like to share a little personal history with you. All my children were born at home, healthy and strong. A number were early, one was breech, one was posterior, but all perfectly healthy. It’s easier having faith in God during home birth than faith in doctors in hospitals. And while many don’t feel like it’s an option, many more know in their gut that homebirth would be happier, more merciful and gentler to both hearts and wallets.
Also hospital births are LESS earth friendly. There’s always a mess but involving a bunch of hospital workers potentially with active hepatitis infections serving you means a lot of disposable waste and garbage bags going out to the trash or hazardous waste centers. So homebirth is kinder to all. No hepatitis shots needed for babies born at home to protect themselves from infected hospital staff.
