Reflections on birth, matrescence and the profound transformation of becoming a mother. Written from the threshold, as a doula, a practitioner and a woman navigating this journey herself.
One of the questions I get asked most about my time at Shifrah and Puah is what I actually did. Not in theory, not as a philosophy, in practice, in the room, when something was happening. The honest answer is that it depended entirely on the birth. My role shifted from one woman to the next, sometimes from one hour to the next within the same labour. What I want to share in this post is four births that show that range, together they give an accurate picture of what showing u
One of the birth room in Shifrah and Puah Birth Center. Twenty-five births in a month. I did not set out to count them. I was too busy being inside them. But when I sit with the full weight of what this month has been, that number is the one that holds it most honestly. Twenty-five women. Twenty-five babies. Twenty-five times I walked into a room not knowing what was coming and walked out the other side carrying something new. This post is not about any one birth specifically
