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As time passed the waves picked up. They became extremely intense.around five in the morning I hit the wallI knew I knew I would at some point.I felt as if I was dying, I knew I was dying. My midwife leaned in close brushing hair from my face and smiled with a nod softly saying “ You can do this Julia, you're almost there”
I wanted to cry I wanted to let something out but the pain was off a scale of tears and all I could do was scream. I felt weak and and as if my life was draining out of me. I lost my strength to stand,to bounce on a ball or lean against a shower wall.I laid down as if giving up, surrendering my body and strength. I so badly wanted to say I can’t or I want the epidural but I never did. I began grasping at everything
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most women in America will hear this word and cringe. Most women enter childbirth uneducated about the real process, the reason we have contractions. They will lay on a bed legs up and may try to go natural but always take the epidural in the end. When I would talk to mothers about birth they only spoke of 3 things. Time, Pain and trauma. It was never a beautiful story, there were never smiles. It was a memory they prefered not to remember. I did my reading, I discovered Ina May Gaskin The Mother of all Midwives and I knew birth was something sacred, beautiful, and could be something one would want to remember forever. I discovered little things about birth like how lying on one's back legs bent actually made birth harder and longer as your pelvis is tilted in this position and smaller. I discovered Epidurals lead to pitocin which then leads to more epidurals and then causing this domino effect endangering baby. I discovered Contractions are used as a guide and if we listen to our bodies we can move into our perfect labor. whether that be on all fours in a birthing pool, or squatting with your arms wrapped about your husband's neck. I discovered so much and had so much to share and wanted to inspire and guide mothers through a gentle and memorable birth, because it is possible,and it can be enjoyed. three babies later I discovered an amazing place called the Birth Art International where they believe we are animals and our bodies are created to birth

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