I almost died before I was even born
Thanks to my mom, I read the whole story of my childhood yesterday, while sitting next to the river from Sthala Ubud, in Bali.
It was her Christmas gift to me.
She wrote her memories about my life from the day I have been conceived to today, seen from her own eyes.
Probably one of the most touching Christmas gift I have ever had.
In this story, she wrote about how much they loved me even before I was born, how they practiced haptonomy to connect with me during the pregnancy, and how much she was happy to plan to give birth in the water.
However, the last part never happened.
Bordeaux, France, July 27th 1991.
While everything was ready for me to show up and say hi to the world, things became more complicated, and my heart started to slow down.
Instead of being born in the water, they had to do an emergency intervention to get me out of my moms belly using forceps.
And as if I didn’t give them enough troubles so far, I also strangled myself with the umbilical chord and showed up as a beautiful blue baby who couldn’t even breathe.
I already knew this story.
But reading it from the hand of my mom had something special that touched me.
She took it as a failure that she couldn’t give birth in the water, and she almost lost me during the first seconds I was born.
Like almost everyone else, I can’t remember the day of my birth.
But being aware of this story, gives me a lot of perspective on life.
I literally almost died during my first ever day on Earth.
So what do I have to lose anyway?
26 years later, I am sitting down here in this restaurant, on the other side of the planet, looking back to what I have lived so far from the eyes of my mom.
Life has definitely its very own way to teach you the most important lessons you need to learn.
And as my new friend Nicole Policarpio would tell:
“I couldn’t have made this up.”
