This link, from the inestimable Raquel: http://www.consciouswoman.org/2008/04/01/conscious-woman-of-the-month-april-2008/ I knew about Tatia; when cesarean activism is your thing, you start seeing a lot of maternal mortality. And in ICAN’s world, cytotec is considered to be nothing short of the most evil chemical in the world. All my admiration goes out to Maddy and the work she’s [...]
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March 19 2008
Trust Birth Conference — Reflections
Whew. Did you read the last few entries? You’d figure that I’d fall into bed and sleep, sleep, sleep, right? Wrong. Good thing I habitually leave a notepad by the bed to collect those blinding 3:00 AM brainwaves. It’s been over a week since the Trust Birth Conference, and I’m still having them! First, the [...]
March 18 2008
Trust Birth Conference — Day 3
Oh my gosh. Not only was it the day we lost an hour to “Daylight Savings”, but Sunday, March 9 was gonna be packed solid, and I did not wake up my sunshiny best. Luckily, I got to start with another lovely breakfast with Melissa and Kenneth. Day 3 was not going to be easy, [...]
March 17 2008
Trust Birth Conference — Day 2
On Saturday March 8, despite being totally wiped out, mentally and emotionally, from Day 1 of the Trust Birth Conference, I hopped out of bed about 15 minutes before my alarm, bright and ready to tackle Day 2. I was lucky enough to have breakfast with the outstanding Melissa Collins and her husband Kenneth, who’d [...]
March 16 2008
Trust Birth Conference — Day 1
Bright and early Friday March 7, my alarm went off. This is far more traumatic than it sounds; in my day job, I’m a full time telecommuter, and have gotten very used to waking up when my body tells me to. So it was a little weird to be awoken by the beeping. Gah! But [...]
March 15 2008
Trust Birth Conference, Day 0
On Thursday March 6, I kissed my kids and my fabulous hubby, and headed out to catch my flight down south to attend the Trust Birth Conference. Mixed emotions? You bet. I hate leaving the guys behind. And although I know they don’t really need me, it’s always weird to walk away. I try hard [...]
