On babies born still...
"When I rose to a squat to push out our baby, I could feel my body's sudden strength and knowing. I was transformed from a stranger to this experience into one woman following in the footsteps of millions of her predecessors. I felt as if iron tethers were anchoring me to the core of the earth as I pushed. I felt in my heart that I was being tied down by a necklace of tears, joining all of the women of history whose efforts had ended in loss. I wondered if I was really having a baby—it felt as if I had already lost my motherhood. The room felt quiet, but a power lingered. After some time, Sam spoke...."
Read the rest here.
And her beautiful blog, The Happy Sad Mama.