“Why isn’t she screaming?”
When a seasoned Nurse spoke these words to me at the birth of a first time Mother it confirmed a variety of misconceptions & sad truths about the culture of birth experienced in the lives of families in the U.S. today.
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Narrow Vagina or Narrow Minded?
There are few things that intrude upon my mind like the misinformation given to pregnant people that does nothing more than undermine their confidence to birth their baby. Several times now I’ve been left scratching my head after visits with clients and hearing updates about… Read More »Narrow Vagina or Narrow Minded?
When the Unknown Turned into Expertise
The open-ended nature of working with folks that have a wide range of backgrounds and pregnancy in-common often leads to curious adventure, and sometimes tight-chested moments. Gratitude is always the outcome.
When a dream is born
I used to believe that dreams, by definition, were unobtainable. It seemed foolish to have lofty goals with no clear path. Learning that inspiration is forged under flame and intensity is a lesson I hold close and share with my families. I was in my… Read More »When a dream is born
Cloaked in Red; Living. Breathing. Birth.
To be trusted with the deepest of human emotions and vulnerability while supporting pregnant and birthing women is a path laced with sharp edges and great reward. My personal reproductive experiences are quite vast and include an induction at 38 weeks gestation with a (failed)… Read More »Cloaked in Red; Living. Breathing. Birth.
Birth, Rainbows, and Daisies
Statistics, data, tests and machines are often higher on the decision making scale of importance when it comes to having a baby. But what are we replacing with these numbers on a chart? Have we lost sight of the things that actually promote safety during… Read More »Birth, Rainbows, and Daisies
Sitting in Sisterhood. Finally.
With a body that never stops changing and being neck-deep in a culture that dictates everything from what clothing to wear and how to behave it’s understandable that as a Woman of the U.S. – It’s taken all of my life thus far to accept… Read More »Sitting in Sisterhood. Finally.
Birth as a witness (sort of)
Often in life I have found myself in the most charmed circumstances. Reflecting back I smile, laugh and sometimes shed tears. I wouldn’t change a thing. This was the first time I was part of another person’s birth story other than my own. The rush… Read More »Birth as a witness (sort of)