I knew I did not want my baby’s system flooded with drugs or fear.
I ruled out an epidural right from conception.
I booked us hypnobirthing classes with Hulda, the doula who held me through my pregnancies.
For two months before my first daughter’s due date
he sat opposite me with a bowl of olive oil in one hand,
stretching my perineum with his thumb.
Fifteen minutes each evening to keep me from tearing.