A couple of years ago I wrote an essay about how my perception of the “birth experience” had changed from the birth of my first kidlet by c-section to the event of my triumphant VBAC.
Spoiler alert: VBAC, SHMEEBAC.
That essay eventually became a story that I told onstage — part of an amazing Mother’s Day storytelling show in DC called Bad Mommy Moments.
It was around that same time that I stumbled across my first skeptical blogs, including Skepchick, which completely changed the way I think.
So it kinda makes sense to share this as my first post:
Warning: NSFW (language). Trigger warning: miscarriage.