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<\/figure>\n\n\n\nHave you ever looked at a baby smiling at you full of trust? Have you ever seen a child's smile so full of confidence that it is thrown into the air by its dad while playing? It is absolutely certain that it will be caught. I would have incredibly little confidence of being caught if I was playfully thrown into the air. Children are so dependent. And children are so full of trust in the world. They think everything is fine. They feel everything will be fine. I can recognise eternity in their faces. By the way, crying at birth is completely different. It sounds to me like an outrageous rebellion against loss. I don't hear grief, but rather anger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I imagined the baby's face full of trust again and again during my pregnancy. What peace and security the baby will radiate when it lies in my arms. And then I thought to myself that my trusting baby deserved the same from me. It also deserved me to trust it. And that's what I did. I simply returned the trust. My baby trusted that I was feeding it healthily in my belly. I trusted him to develop healthily in my belly. That felt to me like I could give the baby an equal gift. My baby gave me courage. My baby took away my fear of loss. My baby later showed me again and again that there will always be new small losses. And also that this is good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It starts with the birth. I later realised how much loss and farewell there is in weaning, how much loss and farewell there is in his defiant phase. My child moved further and further away from me. But you know what: he never lost trust in me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The gift has stayed with me. And I have continued to give this gift back to my child again and again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Whenever I'm worried about my child today, I conjure up the face of my little baby immediately after birth in my mind's eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And then I know again: I don't have to be afraid of loss. I can have confidence that my baby, my child, already knows what to do so that everything will be okay in the end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I told Tanja that. And she beamed. I saw the radiance of her baby on her face. I was happy. My story conjured up the confidence of her baby on her face. In her mind, her baby was already in her arms at that moment. For that moment, the bleeding was forgotten. In that moment there was only joy, only hope. She gave her child confidence and she went home a happy giver.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maybe this trick can help you too. That's why I'm telling you this story.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Die Angst vor dem Abort endet nicht mit der 12. SSW – Aber du kannst lernen, mit der Angst vor dem Verlust deines Kindes umzugehen Heute traf ich Tanja, die sich offenbar mit dem Hebammenmangel besch\u00e4ftigt hatte, denn sie hat sich in der 8. SSW gemeldet, um meine Hebammenhilfe zu bekommen. Und sie wollte mich […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":1016,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[571],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1015","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-hebamme-erzaehlt"],"yoast_head":"\n