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LABOURING: IN THE PROCESS OF DREAM BIRTHING (3)

This is the last stage involved in labouring and the birthing of a dream/ of dreams. To check previous articles on this process, go to http://medicology101.blogspot.com/2014/04/parturition-and-birthing-of-dreams.html,  http://medicology101.blogspot.com/2014/04/labouring-in-process-of-dream-birthing.html and http://medicology101.blogspot.com/2014/04/labour-birthing-of-dreams-has-three.html. Thank you.


STAGE 3:
This stage is the one that involves the delivery of the placenta after delivering the baby. 
This stage can be extrapolated to mean the delivery of the motive force that enabled the realization of your dream to the world, it’s the stage where you teach people coming up how you got to where you are and thus lend them an helping hand in the achievement of their dreams as well. 
(vi)You teach it.
The very drastic decrease in the volume of the uterine cavity after a fetal expulsion has the effect of shearing off the placenta from its decidual attachment. This separation is sustained by the contraction and retraction of the uterine muscles reinforced by the voluntary contraction of the anterior abdominal wall by the mother during the act of bearing down.
The normal duration of this stage is 10mins.

Parturition is indeed a stressful one but as fulfilling a process as one could ever be.

With both the processes of labour and bringing forth a dream, connecting to the source of our pregnancies (GOD) is extremely vital so as to be assured along the process of birthing and especially with the process of bringing forth a dream, it is essential so as not to miss the perfect timing of a dream’s birth. 
STAY CONNECTED AND YOU’LD NEVER BE UNDEFENDED.
With this, we come to the end of the series of Labouring and Parturition.
Happy dreaming...and relevant birthing!

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