People I love have been set up to fail because of the unrealistic expectations I place on their titles. In the same way, I’ve set myself up to fail. But there is freedom to be found.
During World Breastfeeding Week, I salute the female body. I thank God for giving women the ability to sustain life, and for growing me in the process.
Why a natural birth? I wanted to experience childbirth as it's been experienced for ages. I wanted the freedom to labor where and how I wanted to. I wanted a drug-free baby. I wanted to see what I was capable of. I wanted to prove everyone wrong that said I wouldn't be able to do it.
Some days I wondered if I was even worthy of this gift. I would look at myself in the mirror and actually feel a level of shame about my growing bump. Was I doing something wrong?