04/06/2026
This is undisturbed birth.
Going into labor at nearly 42 weeks, on my own.
In my home while my other children were fast asleep.
My husband by my side.
Our midwife, nearly invisible unless I wanted her.
Access to food and hydration, as I pleased.
No one coaching me.
No bright lights.
My baby and I danced. A dance only him, God and I knew.
And when my baby said it was time, into his dadās hands he was born.
Surrounded by siblings.
Birthed into love.
This is undisturbed birth.
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My beautiful friends - you know I canāt hardly talk without opening up more conversations, too. Multiple things can exist at the same time. This one being: Undisturbed birth can be desirable and itās not always reality. Sometimes, despite our dreams and intentions, babies tell us how they need to be born. I am passionate that hospitals beget more interventions in an otherwise healthy birth, but Iām not naive that nature isnāt always perfect. So hereās my little shoutout that, as mothers, we are rockstars. Iām holding space in my heart for the mamaās who had their births robbed from them and for the ones who wanted their birth to go one way but their baby said another thing. Motherhood is wild in that way, isnāt it? š„°
Photo by Jennifer Mason Photography