I’ve been in labor once. My oldest was huge (although I’ve met women who’ve birthed bigger children with no problems)–he came out at 10 lbs 6 oz. After laboring for 9 hours and pushing for 3, contractions were stalling out so the doctor decided to do a c-section. My other children were planned c-sections. Now, I’m pointing out that I only went into labor once because while in Hawaii, I visited a sacred place that blew me away.
Apparently, back in the day, women who were birthing future chiefs would labor here. On these stones. With men watching. The entire time. Did I mention the 36 male chiefs watching? Then when the baby is born, the child is whisked away from the mother until adulthood.
Honey was the only one who wanted to come with me. This was right behind the sign.
Not one of the birthing stones.
Here are the stones. They don’t look very comfortable. And, to top it all off, you had to be in certain positions on certain stones at different times during labor.







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