a nice Mother’s Day birth story

a nice Mother’s Day birth story


Unlike my own Mother’s Day Birth story….30 years ago….which was a nightmare, this is a hospital birth where the mother was in touch:


In 1984 with my first, I was so lost, in the dark, as UNempowered as could be. I think back on that day. I remember telling my doctor and nurses that I’d like to do it naturally….which must have come from an inner “knowing” because I don’t recall having done any research….and I remember their no-care, non-supportive attitude. So when I got to the hospital at 10:00 a.m. and they began to encourage the epidural, I had no foundation or resources from which to draw upon. But as I lay there watching the monitor of my contractions, and my husband was watching television, I felt stupid…..like I was missing out…like this wasn’t the way it was supposed to be. After a few hours with little progress, I think the staff began to tire of my laboring. The thought was to let the epidural wear off, wheel her to the operating room, all hands on her abdomen trying to push the baby out, while… I guess it was the doctor….tried to pull the baby out with forceps. A little after 6:00 p.m. I had a little boy.

Then I remember being back in my room….thinking about being totally pain free and how good that felt. I think I remember wondering where my baby was. They brought him in later….but whisked him away because he had jaundice. I remember tears. Thankfully, I went on to read and learn….about trusting in my body to give birth, and I had three more boys naturally. I am left with a deep desire to help women know that they have choices, that their inner desires to give birth naturally can be realized.

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