Last night I saw Birth On Labor Day, a play based on real life birth stories collected by Karen Brody. The production, often called the "Vagina Monologues" of childbirth, looks at birth from many perspectives of very different archetypal experiences: The woman who wants an elective cesarean because she's afraid of having an episiotomy; the woman who drew inspiration for a natural birth from the ease with which household pets delivered their offspring; the woman who demanded an epidural, but then thought better of it in subsequent births; the woman that hospital staff had no patience for and told her if she didn't give birth soon, she'd have to have a cesarean, etc. The play was well done -- and I must say -- so evocative of the real thing that it was a very tense roller coaster ride to watch.
After the show, I participated in the talk-back segment. One question haunts me: How will our daughters give birth?
I'd love to hear your thoughts.