By Suzanne Swan
When I was in labour I had a picture of a lotus flower on my mantelpiece. I remember clearly looking into the centre of the flower during labour surges and seeing the petals flowing outwards. My mind was transformed into another place as I imagined my cervix like the flower opening. I know they say you can’t make your cervix open but I concentrated my will and I felt my cervix opening, it crackled, not like a flower at all but like muscle giving way. I have had other mums over the years share the same experience. They simply thought about and imagined their body opening and it did in a very short time. The second common element in their stories was they were all upright either sitting on the toilet or crouching in the birthing pool or floor.