By the time I was expecting my first son, I’d been in the birth space for 8 years. I’d attended many births. I’d supported tons of families. I’d taught hundreds of pregnant folks as they anticipated their babies’ births. So I had preferences, but I knew enough to know that I didn’t really know how my birth would go.
As you read, please know that all birth is unique, and every birthing person’s journey is valid and should be respected. My birth was so many things - beautiful, strong, supported, and also one of the hardest things I’ve ever done.
It’s scary and unfortunate that we have to prepare to navigate a medical community. As if preparing to cope with contractions, pushing, breastfeeding, and raising newborn were not enough.
