I could actually feel a wet, mewing baby on my belly- just after birth- and fall in love with that feeling forever?
I give birth and feel pure ecstasy?
I give birth as a powerful, free woman?
I claim my right to give birth as my biological destiny impels me to?
I emerge victorious, free, sentient, powerful? my baby never feels anything in her first moments other than my body, and my love?
I push my baby out into my own hands - and pull her up- and kiss her wet head- and cry and moan and weep my joy in privacy, darkness and love?
my birth is the most loving, sweet and gentle moment of my life?
I give the birth of my dreams- and feel raw beauty, love and power... I go on to teach others the sweetness and beauty of what birth really can be?
the very future rests on our blissful, empowered 'what if's’. we stop asking the medical profession to feed us fear about our births?
We will finally become as powerful and wise as we are intended to be.
We will finally stop rushing to be induced and sectioned.
We will change the way the world spins...
