Gaining the experience“When a woman gives birth, she must go inside herself and give more than she thought she had. The limits of its existence are extensive. There's a time when every woman thinks, "I can't do this." If she's lucky, she has a midwife, a doula, or her mother whispering in her ear, "You're doing it." As she does so, she becomes a new person: a mother.” Pam Udy offers readers a staggering feeling of inspiration in her article found in Midwifery Today magazine. Giving birth to a child was a beautiful thing, a family event that was shared with those closest to the mother. These people surrounded her with love and support which made the entire birth process a truly moment to remember. Since the first hospital birth, having a baby has gone from an emotionally stimulating event to an everyday chore that removes the bond of giving birth. Any woman who delivers her baby in hospital misses out on the wonderful experience of a home birth. Women should allow themselves to experience birth in its most natural form before abandoning themselves to the world of medicine and treating their labor as if it were something to be afraid of. It's like Jane Weideman said. “Giving birth should be your greatest accomplishment, not your greatest fear.” Before hospitals began taking over the birthing process, women delivered their babies at home. In the late 1800s, women began looking for a way to ease the pain of labor and birth. Around 1900, a man named Carl Gauss discovered the least painful way to give birth thanks to a new drug called Twilight Sleep (Supported Birth). This drug was made up of two drugs, morphine and scopolamine, mixed together. Morphine eliminated the pain and success, as well as the amount of sleep the mother was getting. If the mother sleeps less than four hours a night, the midwife kicks the father in the butt and orders him to help the mother more with the baby so that she can sleep as much as she needs. My midwife, Renata Hillman, is now considered family in the eyes of me and my husband. She is a kind woman whom I adore and to whom I owe the success of my birth. I gave birth at home and every now and then I still relive the birth of my son. When I do it, I feel no pain and I don't shudder at the memory. I smile instead. The day my son was born was, however tiring, the best day of my life, not only because it was the day I met my son, but because my birth was an extraordinary experience for which was worth getting excited about. What mother who gave birth in a hospital can say the same?