One of the most cherished experiences of my own pregnancies was the fact that I was never alone. Someone was with me–within me–all the time. Such a sense of the holy accompanies that shared existence. We two are one; we share everything.
Make room at the table. In order for any type of community to grow, there must be a welcoming presence in that community.
What is the role of the father who is present at the birth of his child? Is he a labor coach, advocate or partner? Is he a fifth wheel? A nuisance? A liability?
Much of the fear and consequent difficulties American women experience during pregnancy, childbirth and the postpartum period are directly related to the isolation so inherent to their culture.