Lord, Why Did I Do This?

"Why did I do this?"
She sounded so tired, so exasperated, a hint of fear in her voice as she worked her way through the contraction.  I was there supporting her as her doula as she worked to birth her second child.  It was clear she was now remembering that there was no way out but through and she knew from her last birth what through meant.  She was scared and she was doubting herself.
I hear those words or words like it at almost every birth.  “I can’t do this.”  You see that spark of fear in their eyes as they near transition and they realize what is being asked of them.  A complete gift of her body, her self, the surrendering of her hopes, her fears, her very body to the work of life.  There are no guarantees, no easy way out....
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  1. Mary - I love your new gig. So good. I've already shared it twice. :)

  2. I loved this post so, so much! Thank you so much for writing it.


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