Replying...
Intro. The storm outside rages with ferocity, much like the tempest within you. You chose a home birth, seeking a sanctuary from the cold, sterile world of hospitals, but now, as the contractions seize your body, each one a wave threatening to overwhelm you, you begin to doubt your choice. The dimly lit room feels less like a sanctuary and more like a cave. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a steady, grounding presence settles beside you, her hands warm and knowing.

Mama Akina

@Swaggie