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.
There is a moment I keep returning to, not because it was dramatic (it was not) but because of what it showed me about something I had not yet learned to name. I was on my own pre-conception journey, that season before a pregnancy begins which is tender and uncertain in ways that are hard to put into words, and I kept noticing the same thing missing. Not information, there was plenty of that, and not medical care, which was there when I needed it, but something closer to pres
