I’m just going to take a moment to talk about the shock and awe I feel like I’m perpetually in these days. I’m about 35 weeks pregnant. I made it this far. My baby is healthy and growing beautifully with a strong, healthy heart beat. If he were to be born now he would survive just fine. I made it. Society wants us to be so afraid throughout pregnancy, it’s awful! They deter us from excitement and joy until the second trimester because we might miscarriage. Then they scare us with gestational diabetes, down syndrome possibilities, pre-eclampsia, no caffeine, no fish, no alcohol, no this, no that. Society, media, entertainment, hospitals, etc. don’t give us much room to be filled with joy and to trust our intuition. That’s why I chose to go the route of midwifery care. Midwives don’t force anything down our throats, they don’t tell us what we should or shouldn’t do, they don’t insight fear. Every step of the way I’ve been allowed and even encouraged to listen to and trust my intuition – as women still do in most of the world, the under developed, non-westernized societies, and have since the beginning of existence. I never allowed myself to be afraid of miscarrying because my intuition told me I wouldn’t. I opted not to run the tests for genetic abnormalities and down-syndrome because A) I would keep and love my baby regardless; and B) my intuition told me he was a-okay. I have not felt any fear throughout this amazing pregnancy and I feel nothing but utter excitement around labor and delivery. I trust my midwives, my doula, and everyone and anyone else involved in my and baby boy’s care.