This birth story was sent to a doula listserve I am on, and its a definite must-read. In it a woman shares her battle to have the childbirth she wanted even after premature rupture of membranes, 4 weeks of bed rest in a hospital and countless attempts at intervention.
I have to admit I got a little teary-eyed toward the end.
She is my lesson in surrender. She is an exercise in determination and grace. She showed Mark and I how to work together again in ways that were instinctually natural. To come together in ways that we have not been, in entirely too long. A friend said it was magick the way that by surrendering some things, standing firm on others and in facing one of my absolute worst fears and turning myself over to it, we were given the gift of a perfect birth.
Radical Doula 