Because my fourth and fifth born bloomed in April, both at home in CA + CO, in the glory of what I can only describe as the most tangible baptism into freedom that a Black mother might ever know on this America sown - I flow with jubilant praise and a deep sense of known. And I wish its full immersion for women who choose to birth this way.
I'm on deep April call for a mother here in NC, she's welcoming her last birthing experience this way. She's taking her time - letting things flow, preparing for her new little young, gifted and Black to show. Surrounded by the joy of the people, and the peace of the place - she calls home.