Twoday was Canyon's 2nd birthday. We started early with mama story time and explanations of when the party would start...way later, warmer, brighter, after the dogs run, jump, skip, blimp, boat, ski and hike. you know...a dog party.
I explained how he was born, right there at that spot in the room, remember coming out, the light was the same, you were tiny, River cut the cord. Remember how much work that was? Remember we did that together?
I sat in house hearings about midwifery this week and it was good I lost my nametag, because I was livid in committee. These docs were so insulting and superior. Unable to acknowledge the expertise of these women. Connected to life giving, too much closeness, arbitrary condescension supersedes. Infuriating, because birth is hard, but not impossible. Do not medicalize me..allow these women recognition. What do your fear? This boy, born on the floor, in the livingroom. This bigger boy born in Jersey, landlady worrying on the other side of the wall. Magic of birth moves beyond fear. I am meant to have these babies. These boys. Why condense my power to a categorized and monitored electronic measured experience? Leave our birth alone. But why the law? It is this or no distinctions. This is not the same as that. Lay is a term...with motion. Choose it or license. This is the world. Legitimate or evaporate. So these mid-wives did the same. Good. Made it out of committee, a miracle, but senate side is tricky, if it even makes it there.
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Won't make it there. AG's opinion is killing the bill. Sue says you could drive a truck through it...I guess I believe her, but after two years work I feel so bad for these strong ladies, so mad at the medical community. Such a cultural misconception and they don't even notice the implication.
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