Monday, February 20, 2017

The Negro Child Birth Politician

Every now and then someone reaches out to me. They have read my blog and feel inspired to share their stories. It would be such a beautiful experience if more women could come from under the bed and not be afraid anymore. Sure discussing experiences with each other always helps the soul but informing all women should be the focus.

I have tried to partner with many people but somehow I have been told that my blog is to political. 😕😕😕.

At first I though about it for a moment. It may be. Wow, just what the world needs a Negro childbirth politician.

I am so tired of having to meet other peoples standards to fit in. I will not change the depth of the content.

My message is always the same be smart when birthing at home.

Signing off Dreah Louis
The Midwife From Hell

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Saying Goodbye Memoirs

                                   Sometimes words can't express how you feel.

Saturday, February 11, 2017

Who can Attend a Grievance hearing

Rachel discussing through email who can attend the Grievance hearing.
Right out of the horses mouth.

Rachel explaining the grievance process

Here is a email from Rachel explaining the Grievance process.

I guess she forgot about me

I guess she forgot about me because she never responded back. Typical from Rachel. 😠😠😠😠

Within Her

Sitting at the park remembering that night. Wondering if that midwife thinks about Aminah as much as I do. My thoughts are always on overload, knowing that I could have did something different that night. The midwife could have did something different.
Twin Akliah and Daddy

As I watch twin Aminah play on the Merry-Go-Round with her siblings, I can't help but to feel sad because she is missing her other half. She knows she is a twin but she doesn't know the feeling of what it's like to truly be a twin. I feel she was robbed. We were robbed.
Twin Akilah with face paint

Twin Akilah

The mother in me just will not give up on Aminah even though her flesh is gone. When I first lost Aminah a part of me wanted to hide because I was ashamed of my choices. A part of me was furious, my rage was real and strong.

I felt like the MMA (Missouri. Midwife .Association) failed me. I felt like NARM (North American Registry of Midwives) failed me. My lawyer failed me. Most of all the Midwife failed me.

When looking at the pictures just know this is the same flesh that didnt get a chance. I am blessed to have her. Within her I see Aminah.

The Midwife From Hell

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