It is late, later than usual. The lights are low and they are alone at last. Soft music is playing, with a familiar cadence. They have made love to this one before.
A faint but primal scent is in the air. The origin is certain; the fragrance is an unmistakable blend of the two of them. Everything is perfect, the time is right; intimacy is at its peak. Their gaze is unbroken; their union is penetrating, physically and emotionally; a smouldering combination. It is as though they have waited for months for this very moment, the anticipation is vast. They move back and forth in unison. The energy is building, one can feel the pulsation.
She is breathing heavier now; driven by her hormones she is moving to a familiar rhythm, he follows her lead. He caresses her, ever so gently, in all the right places, she lets him know just where. They have been here together before, but never like this. “Oh Yes! Yes please! Yes, thank you, darling. Oh right there, yes, oh baby. You are doing it just right.”
“I know she feels it too. I am certain she can feel our love and how much we want her to join us now. She is so welcome. Soon it will be just the three of us, like we imagined, together at last after all of this time. Just a bit more time and our baby will be here, for both of us to hold and love and care for. Here comes another contraction, move with me honey, that’s it, oh yes, yes, yes, OH YES my baby, yes.”
The miracle of life, it began with a sensual, sexual experience, it has been all along, and now it continues. Now comes the long awaited climax, after nine months of anticipation and building their energy for this perfect moment. Could it get any hotter?
The midwife knocks and asks how they are doing. With permission, she comes into the room and checks on their progress. All is good; and she leaves them to it. As well she should; this is a private affair; they get back into their rhythm. “Here comes another one my love”. They begin moving together, again. It is familiar and easy for them to recreate the ambience. Their love making goes on for hours to their own natural rhythm, it is the longest they have ever gone, I am sure of it. She progresses nicely. She is opening more and more. She is opening; receiving the father and their baby. The expectancy is palpable.
The science is there, what if the passion, privacy and support were also. What a way to give birth… what a way to be born. What would life be like if it started in pleasure and empowerment, for the whole family?