My Moment of Truth
In retrospect my moment of truth was 32 years ago when my most special of childhood pets, Nana (the dog), gave birth to her puppies. I ran screaming in to my mom's bathroom, where she was preparing herself for the day, and screamed "they're popping out all over the place mom you have to come see!!!" Well she had no interest in observing this most spectacular scene so I went back and stayed with Nana all through her labor in which she birthed 7 perfect little dachshunds. It wasn't until 20 years later as I prepared to give birth to my daughter that I thought about that amazing experience. As I reflected I realized that it never seemed scary or as if Nana needed any help to do what seemed to come so naturally. If anything she appeared to want to be left in privacy to follow her instincts and not have to worry about threats. That realization grounded me even further in the belief that women have that same instinctual power and ability to birth our babies without intervention or fear. So I birthed my baby and knew that it was my work to help other moms have the same incredible experience in their birthings. Thus was born a midwife.