Telling About It: Baby Spiral Pendant

October 2014 034This Birth Spiral pendant is meant to represent the journey of pregnancy, labor, and birth. The spiral pattern is evocative of a simple labyrinth and the small baby nestles safely within, waiting for its birth-day. The labyrinth is a powerful metaphor for each woman’s unique journey of pregnancy and birth. A meaningful gift for a pregnant woman at her mother blessing ceremony, this pendant makes a perfect “touchstone” for her to hold or look at during labor.

After creating this design, we learned that many women buy it to acknowledge their infertility journeys as well–to them it represents calling their baby to them, of making space for the baby, and welcoming the baby on its own path and own timeline.

We also make a version to recognize breech birth.

One of our most popular pendants, nickname for this pendant design is “Baby Spiral.” This is its story…

Womb Labyrinth

Birth journey. Each of us walks our own path. In the center, a baby waits. And, so too, wait deep truths about ourselves. Our own courage, our own  fears, our own strength, our own power. One foot in front of the other. That’s how the journey is made. You set out for the threshhold, unknowing. Maybe a little fearful. Maybe intrigued. Maybe anticipatory. Maybe excited. And you start to walk. One foot in front of the other. Sometimes our journeys drop us to our knees. Sometimes we feel around in the dark, searching for something to hold onto. Sometimes we skip and twirl along the path. Sometimes we run. Sometimes we pause and sit down and wait. Sometimes someone walks with us, holding our hand. Maybe even giving us a little push from behind. But, ultimately, it is our own private journey. When we get to the center, we will discover what it is that we know that no one else does.

The journey of postpartum is a labyrinth too. Carrying our babies in our arms, past sleepless nights, through endless days. Through worry and tears, through sharp, sweet, timeless moments of a joy so bone deep it knows no words and in a love so endless that it defies description. And, we walk. Sometimes we bounce. Sometimes we sway. Sometimes we sing a little tune. Sometimes we beg. Sometimes we scream. Sometimes we sit down and say we can’t keep going. Sometimes we skip through the sunshine and dance in the moonlight. Sometimes we can’t believe how much fun we are having and how wonderful this is. Sometimes we feel so alone, we think we might break. And, yet, we keep going, and we emerge, blinking at the newness of it all.

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