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 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
