9 days past my due date, I woke up at midnight to some mild abdominal cramping. After weeks of false labor though, I was reluctant to believe that this may lead to anything productive. In fact, I had almost resigned myself to the induced delivery which my midwife had already scheduled me for on the following Tuesday. I was ready to say goodbye to my dream of an unmedicated, birth-center birth. As the waves continued into the morning though, I became hesitantly hopeful. I hadn't slept all night.
I am 56 years old. I have three adult children. I am a grandmother. My birth stories span an eight year period between 1985 and 1993. During that time I became a birth educator and doula. Experiencing a childbirth class opened my eyes to the possibility of birth as inclusive, as a partnership, and as a journey between a woman, her body, spirit and the team caring for her. My experiences are varied and they all had a hand in creating the mama I became to my children, and in shaping the woman who holds strong beliefs about pregnancy, labor and birth.
I Am Mama.
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