Ana Temple Rodney grew up bouncing between Woodlawn and her grandparents’ backyard in Glen Burnie, where she would create herbal concoctions out of dirt, grass, and weeds. Now, as a trained doula and mother of two young boys, she’s healing others through MOMCares, a nonprofit designed to help under-supported mothers by providing doula care, self-care rituals, and advocacy, as well as help for the entire family unit through her Rising Mama organization.

In 2014, you gave birth to a premature son who spent six months in the NICU.
Aiden is now a bubbly, active, sweet, smart, and sensitive 6 year old. My traumatic experience turned all previous notions of motherhood on its head. Just as there is no manual on motherhood, there is no manual on how to offer support. My identity as a “strong Black woman” made it hard for people to support me, as some assumed I didn’t need help. There were so many lessons that I awakened to in those moments, both painful and joyous.

How did you turn those experiences into work?
In 2018, when my older sister passed away from complications that began in her postpartum period, I realized that the narrative around mothers, particularly Black mothers, not mattering [to the medical system] after their children were born was toxic. It was proving to be fatal and traumatic. I began the work of MOMCares and Rising Mama as a way to right the wrongs. Being a longtime practicing doula, I experienced birth and postpartum regularly, but it was my own struggles that really illuminated all the opportunities for more intentional support.

What impacts your work the most?
My role as a mother keeps me grounded in the mission and vision of what the programs are supposed to embody. My role as a single mother allows me to sit in the driver’s seat of what may be needed and how it can affect a household. The journey of motherhood is with you forever, and support is needed at every level and stage.

Black women are three to four times more likely to die from pregnancy-related causes than white women, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. How do we make care more safe and equitable?
I have seen the difference in treatment, microaggressions, assumptions about partners, medical staff downplaying pain, assuming people are drug seeking, taking longer to address requests, pushing formula instead of breastfeeding, assuming income and education without any real indicators. In order to improve treatment and safety, we need more representation in the medical setting, sensitivity training, as well as bias and discrimination training, better eyes on how medical staff are modeling for medical students, and more incorporation of holistic practices in the medical setting.

What has the feedback been from families you have interacted with through your programs?
My mamas are always so thankful to have the support, and many of them refuse to let us go. We become family. We just received an email from one of our community partners that conveyed thanks from a mama we are serving who said we were the only ones who responded to her needs. Which made me sad. But also invigorated me to keep going with the work. The answer is yes.

Though I had absolutely no control over the timing, having a fall baby has provided a fantastic gestational fashion calendar. It was still cold out when I needed to hide my bump in the nascent pregnancy days, and with the help of belly bands, I cruised into the second trimester still wearing my favorite jeans. As soon as we went public with the news and the temperature promised not to go below 75 for a while, I ditched pants entirely and have spent the summer in dresses and skirts.

Initially, I was intimidated by maternity fashion. It’s a drop in the bucket, time-wise, which makes it difficult to figure out how to spend your clothing budget. But it’s also a really important time, during which your body becomes a science experiment and feeling pretty is both impossible and crucial for your mental health—so you’ve got to make something work.

Late in my first trimester, I tried on almost every dress I own, and with very little exception, I realized I’d spent the past few years accidentally padding my wardrobe with bump-friendly options. My clothes were loose and flowy to begin with, or had enough stretch to both accommodate and accentuate my growing midsection. It’s only in the past week or so that I’ve had to retire a few of my favorite non-maternity options, which is incredible considering I’m due next month and I’ve gained every bit of the recommended weight. I highly recommend taking inventory of what you’ve got; I realize not everyone will find that they’ve been walking around for years dressed like a pregnant person, but I promise you’ll see a few of your outfits in a new light.

Once you’ve assessed your closet situation, invest in a few basics. I purchased the “bundle” from Storq, and it has been become integral to my maternity wardrobe. They send leggings, a tank, a short sleeve dress, and a high-waisted skirt and I’ve been able to style each piece with components of my pre-pregnancy wardrobe. The skirt has become my favorite option because somehow, almost every shirt I own still looks good with it. Button downs get tied off above my waistline, flowier tops are a little snug but hang nicely over my bump, and adding a jean or leather jacket to the look makes me feel more like an adult and less like a baby-stuffed parade float.

For shoppers willing to stalk a good deal, Asos is a pregnant lady’s shopping mecca. Their maternity selection is massive and on-trend, and while overall I think they are reasonably-priced, their site-wide sales are worth waiting for. I’m being as patient as possible to for the next sale to see the prices on this sweater, this swing dress, and this coat, which will all carry nicely into my post-birth clothing collection.

For those of you who don’t love online shopping, try your luck at the Free People and Anthropologie sale racks. Their clothes tend toward the looser, more ethereal end of the fashion spectrum, which is perfect for your expanding torso. I snatched up a few flowy dresses (all for under $40) and, now that my bump has lifted the front hems a little too high for bare leg comfort, I’m excited to transition them into fall with tights and boots. Look for dresses that either have an empire waist or no waist (like a shift dress) or go a size up and purchase something formfitting but with a forgiving spandex-to-regular-fabric ratio.

Pregnancy has also taught me to embrace accessorizing. I spent seven years at an all-girls, Catholic school that adhered to a strict uniform code, and the experience left me wary of sparkly self-expression. (On my first day of college, I remember waiting for the professor to give detention to the girl next to me wearing huge hoop earrings and chewing gum.) Pregnancy has released those fears, however, and now I am super appreciative of the mileage a good necklace can give a simple dress or pair of jeans. Accessories have the added bonus of being just as effective and useful during pregnancy as after, so I deeply encourage using that rationalization while you’re shopping. Try Becket Hitch for clutches, South Moon Under for bold necklaces, and ForRent for comfortable but cool lady sneakers.

And finally, don’t be afraid to borrow. Pregnant people and new moms have so much stuff, and giving second lives to clothes and outgrown baby items is a relief. Take lunch over to your fashionable mom friend and let her reminisce about her pregnancy while you raid her closet. It’ll be good for your wallet and her new mama soul.

On a far-from-tropical January day, Kristen Vanneman-Gooding sits
under a poster of a palm tree in the waiting room of her obstetrician’s
office at the Greater Baltimore Medical Center (GBMC). It is exactly a
week to the day before her scheduled cesarean section, and she is
filled with anticipation. This delivery, she suspects—and hopes—will be
entirely different from her last one.

Five years ago, a pregnant
Vanneman-Gooding came for a routine visit to this very office.
Vanneman-Gooding had stopped in for a checkup of her as-yet-unborn
identical twin boys—conceived through in-vitro fertilization—from Dr.
Claire Weitz, head of GBMC’s Division of Maternal and Fetal Medicine.

The
pregnancy was a troubled one from the start. At 18 weeks, an
ultrasound had shown that the twins were together in an amniotic sac
without a dividing membrane, a condition that is often fatal for one or
both fetuses. “Claire said there was a 50-50 chance that either one or
both would not make it,” says Vanneman-Gooding.

But in the weeks
to come, she and her husband, Ira Gooding, breathed a sigh of relief
when a follow-up ultrasound showed that there were, in fact, two sacs.
Several
weeks later, there was more cause for concern: The twins were
suffering from a “growth discordance,” in which one fetus was
significantly larger than the other. So—as is standard for most twin
pregnancies—Weitz put Vanneman-Gooding under “house arrest” to ensure a
healthy delivery for both fetuses. (“I watched a lot of L.A. Law
reruns,” she recalls.)

Months later, during another ultrasound,
there was more worrisome news: the black-and-white images showed that
one of the fetuses was sluggish. Asked to return the next day to verify
the findings, Vanneman-Gooding did; when the results were the same,
Vanneman-Gooding remembers Dr. Weitz saying, “We’re going to take them
today.”

“We didn’t even have a camera,” Vanneman-Gooding says. “It
was a whirlwind—it was just a matter of fifteen minutes between being
in Claire’s office on the fourth floor, walking down the hall, and
being in the operating room for the C-section.”

Today, those
twins—Duncan and Finnigan, both born the same size—are healthy, happy
preschoolers. And although she suffered a miscarriage several months
before her current pregnancy, Vanneman-Gooding—an assistant teacher at
Lutherville’s Havenwood Preschool Center and part-time office manager
at State Farm Insurance—is relieved that this pregnancy has been so
simple.

“I’ve been able to enjoy this pregnancy more than I did with
the boys,” says Vanneman-Gooding—who herself was born at GBMC 32 years
ago. “I’m so much more relaxed, and knowing what to expect at delivery
time is a load off my mind—I’m not nervous about the surgery. I’m more
concerned about what to pack in my hospital bag.”

It’s hard to believe that as recently as 1930, delivering a child was
the single most dangerous event in a woman’s life: One out of 150
pregnancies ended in the death of the mother (most births occurred at
home).

In the 21st century, standardization of practice—from the
presence of fetal heart monitors (100 percent of the time at GBMC) to
advances in anesthesiology (used by about 85 percent of maternity
patients at GBMC) to the prevalence of pitocin (a synthetic hormone
used to speed up labor) and intravenous fluids—has made giving birth
very safe. In 2003, there were 12.1 deaths per 100,000 live births in
the U.S.; that’s about the same mortality rate as that of women with
lung cancer.

“In terms of the safety of the mother, this is probably
the best it has ever been,” says anesthesiologist Jonathan Hamburger, a
partner of Physician’s Anesthesia Associates, whose group provides all
anesthesia services to GBMC. The constant screening of
Vanneman-Gooding’s first pregnancy is just one example of how
improvements help both mothers and infants.

More babies are
delivered at GBMC than any other hospital in Central Maryland: some
4,500 newborns begin their lives at the hospital each year. (In 2006,
Johns Hopkins Hospital and University of Maryland Medical Center
delivered 3,290 babies combined.)
In the past five years alone,
GBMC has delivered more than 22,200 bundles of joy. The hospital has
been the delivery destination of people from all walks of life in the
region, including former First Lady Kendel Ehrlich. Some satisfied
customers even commute from other states—Kensy Boulware, wife of former
Ravens linebacker Peter Boulware, traveled from Tallahassee, Florida
to deliver the couple’s third child at GBMC last fall.

Ever since
its founding in September of 1965, GBMC (which merged with The Hospital
for The Women of Maryland in Baltimore City and The Presbyterian Eye,
Ear and Throat Charity Hospital) has been known for its outstanding
obstetrical department. In recent years, GBMC has become known around
town as “The Baby Hospital” or “The Baby Factory” for good reason.
Despite the fact that there are numerous other prestigious area
hospitals delivering plenty of babies, GBMC—in the wooded, tony suburbs
of Baltimore—has become a leader for women’s healthcare.

The
physical plant of the 106-acre hospital campus perches atop a swell of
land off of Charles Street; the tranquil campus is often called “The
Hilton on the Hill.” And if the hospital as a whole is the Hilton, the
second floor primarily dedicated to maternal and newborn services, is
the concierge level. In the obstetrics lobby and admitting area, a
hospital volunteer tickles the ivories on a Yamaha piano to soothe the
nerves of anxious family members. The 17 state-of-the-art labor,
delivery, and recovery rooms, known as LDRs, are currently under
renovation—they’ll be redone in a tasteful green and beige palette, and
will feature bamboo flooring.

They’re also thoroughly modern rooms.
There will be wireless internet service (some mothers have been known
to log on to their e-mail servers or check their BlackBerries while
dilating); handy desks to set up and recharge cell phones, laptops, and
other gadgets; and plasma HDTVs. The 48-bed postpartum unit, with
private rooms and a dedicated 11-bed high-risk obstetrics unit, is
adorned in soft soothing colors and floral fabrics.

Since 2000, GBMC
has invested approximately $9.9 million in labor and delivery room
renovations, neo-natal intensive care units, and state-of-the-art
equipment. Cracks Dr. Weitz, who has two grown children: “When I took
the first tour, I said, ‘Gee, it’s almost enough to make me have
another baby.’ I’ve been to other hospitals, and this is about as good
as it gets.”

And the amenities don’t stop there. The Lactation
Station retail store is the only one of its kind on a hospital campus
in Baltimore, and sells everything from fashionable nursing shirts to
breast pumps and nursing pillows. Lactation experts have also set up a
breastfeeding information “Warm Line,” open seven days a week from 6
a.m. to 10 p.m. The Warm Line is headed up by lactation consultant
Marla Newmark, who nursed 12 of her own children (she has 11 surviving
kids).

Additional maternity services through GBMC Boutique include
an on-staff aesthetician who visits the maternity ward to provide
things like hair cuts, manicures, pedicures, and facials; parent
education classes; and doula (or birthing coach) services.

The
official acceptance of doulas—women who provide emotional and physical
support to expectant mothers—by a staid, suburban hospital like GBMC was
a big step for both sides.

“GBMC is known as a traditional
hospital,” says Lanny Dowell, doula coordinator. “It has been
interesting to introduce an age-old concept to new and modern medicine.
A lot of doulas were worried about how the staff at GBMC was going to
take it. Did they think we were going to be dressed in old field garb
and doing voodoo?”

Far from it. “We are known as the Ann Taylor and
Talbot’s doulas,” says Dowell, looking very much the part in a pair of
classic winter-white trousers, black mules, and tasteful top. “We are
trying to merge the two images. We are not this cloaky person in labor
and delivery with heavy incense. Our goal has been to soften and change
the idea of the doula.” The list of doula services—from acupressure to
massage—sounds more like a luxe spa’s offerings than tasks handled by a
birthing coach. GBMC doulas also offer postpartum services, from meal
preparation to infant care to light housekeeping—and even carpooling
older kids to school, should the need arise.

In short, sums up
Victor Khouzami, Chairman of the Department of Obstetrics, “At GBMC,
there is a dedication to obstetrics at every level. This is a maternity
hospital within a general hospital.”

Says Susan Bowen, Clinical
Director of Labor and Delivery, “I joke with Dr. Khouzami that we
should secede from the Union and build our own hospital.”
In some
ways, that’s what’s happened: GBMC’s decision to pour resources into
becoming a major obstetrics center has paid off. Year after year, GBMC
has racked up awards, including a coveted ranking in U.S. News &
World Report’s “America’s Best Hospitals” in 1997 and 2001 for
gynecology, “Best Maternity Hospital” by the readers of Maryland Family
Magazine every year from 2002 through 2006, number one in Obstetrics in
the Central Maryland Region by Maryland Hospital Association every year
between 1995 and 2002, and one of the top 10 maternity hospitals in
the U.S. by Child Magazine (1995). GBMC also has many other claims to
fame, including the first birthing rooms in the state (1978), the first
peri-natal center in Baltimore County (1985), the establishment of the
first Lactation Department in the Baltimore area (1989), and the first
robot-assisted gynecologic surgery at a community hospital in the
mid-Atlantic (2006).

All those awards are not exactly what Ira Gooding is thinking about
as he sits on a blue plastic chair in the hallway outside Delivery Room
1 on the second floor of GBMC.

It’s one week after Kristen
Vanneman-Gooding’s visit to Weitz’s office, and Ira Gooding is dressed
head to toe in disposable navy blue scrubs, and clutches a camera.

“I’m
more relaxed this time,” says Gooding, an Open Courseware Coordinator
at the Johns Hopkins School of Public Health, “but I want to get in
there and for everything to go well.”

Minutes later, Ira is perched
on a leather stool within a foot of his wife’s head and several feet
away from where his daughter is about to be born. At 66 degrees, the
inside of the operating room feels as cold as the January day outside
(it’s kept cool to prevent germs and bacteria from flourishing).
Vanneman-Gooding is draped in warming blankets, and wears a surgical
cap that brings out the blue in her eyes. Weitz; her first assisting
physician, Dr. Margaret Cyzeski; and a scrub technician congregate
around Vanneman-Gooding’s midsection.

The anesthesiologist, Dr.
Stanislav Malov, tends to the monitors near her head. A circulating
nurse and neo-natal intensive care unit team are on standby.
The
540-watt prism halogen surgical lights flood the room, intensifying the
green of the doctors’ gowns, the silver steel storage cabinets, and
the ruby red blood that blossoms on Vanneman-Gooding’s skin as Weitz
makes her first incision through the skin with a number-10 scalpel.

Obstetrical devices have come a long way, both scientifically and
culturally. In the 17th century, when obstetrical forceps were invented
by Peter Chamberlen, the innovative instrument was such a closely
guarded secret that it was used only when a laboring woman was
blindfolded.

Other primitive practices in the 1940’s through 60’s
included putting women in a “twilight sleep” through a potent cocktail
of morphine and a powerful amnesia-inducing drug called scopolamine.
Freed of their inhibitions—but not their pain—thrashing women were
often strapped to gurneys to keep from hurting themselves. “It was such
a powerful amnesiac, some patients would wake up the next day and not
even know if they had a boy or a girl,” says Hamburger.
“Patients
would run down the hallway stark naked,” recalls Khouzami, who joined
the GBMC staff in 1981 as head of the Division of Maternal Female
Medicine.

Modern obstetrics was still in its infancy (so to speak)
when GBMC opened its doors in September 1965. In the 60’s and 70’s,
recalls Khouzami, “We had labor rooms, delivery rooms, and recovery
rooms. The woman delivered in the labor room with no family or support
services, and she pushed the baby out for hours, and then the baby was
taken to the nursery, and [the mother] was taken to the recovery room
where maybe someone would visit. It was very, very [impersonal].”

“The
husband dropped you off at the door of the labor room,” recalls Bonnie
Lauryssens, a retired nurse practitioner who worked labor and delivery
at GBMC from early 1966 through 2005. “Ashtrays were all in the labor
rooms, doctors would walk in smoking, and women smoked while they
labored. You had to pull bars up the bed because the anesthesia made
them thrash and try to climb out of bed. It all seemed so normal—this
was what we knew.”

Women had no say in the birthing process either.
“There was [a] paternalistic attitude,” recalls Khouzami. “The attitude
was ‘You do it because I know what’s best for you.'”

By the
mid-70’s, as more Americans began to question the status quo on much
conventional wisdom, “Families started to demand to share and have
greater participation in the delivery,” remembers Khouzami. “They said,
‘Don’t shut us out,'” and GBMC was the first hospital in Maryland to
respond to these needs. “We opened the first birthing rooms in the
state of Maryland in 1978, and we included fathers in the process.”

By
the early 80’s, birthing centers—where women delivered through the
help of a midwife and in the absence of a doctor—had sprung up around
Baltimore. GBMC added them and tried to provide families with both the
warm, nurturing feeling they would get in a birthing center and the
technology and backup staff found in a hospital setting. “That’s how we
started changing our thinking to, ‘pregnancy as a natural process,'”
says Khouzami, “and we shouldn’t be intrusive, but we should be there,
should an emergency arise.”

Another trend in the mid-70’s was a
shortened length of stay for mother and child. “It got to the point
where the woman had a baby, took a shower, and went home,” says
Khouzami. “The length of stay kept dwindling.” By the 1990’s, the
average length of stay was 1.7 days.

“There was pressure put on me,”
Khouzami says, “because we thought we were going to go down to 12
hours [from admission to release]. I said ‘Over my dead body. It’s
going to swing back.'”

It did, in 1995: Maryland was one of the
first states to mandate a 48-hour length of stay before the practice
became a federal law under President Clinton.
And then there was the
liberal open-door policy for visiting family members in the LDR. “We
went from having no one in the room in the 70’s, to having to put a
limitation on how many people could get into the room,” says Khouzami.
“By the 90’s, it started to get crowded—I remember one delivery in
which there were twelve people in the room.”

Recalls Lauryssens,
“There were mothers-in-law, fathers-in-law, brothers, sisters,
sisters-in-law, and friends. It got to be a joke that pretty soon they
were going to let the family dog in.” (Now the policy is five visitors
for a traditional delivery, two for a C-section.)

A drape hung near her chest prevents Vanneman-Gooding from seeing the
C-section occur. On the other side of the drape, Weitz is the model of
calm and confidence, and she cuts side to side along the turgid
abdomen, then cuts through the fascia covering the abdominal muscles,
through the peritoneum en route to the thick, muscular uterus. Using
numerous white gauze pads, the team of three stanches the deluge of
blood that pools and pours from Vanneman-Gooding’s body.

Even
though it is possible for Ira to avert his eyes, he watches as Weitz
pulls and probes inside the deep exposed cavity in his wife’s abdomen
and then, using a suction device, eases the crown of the baby’s head out
of the womb.
“Ira, get your camera ready,” calls out the
circulating nurse—and then, baby Wren arrives, about 12 minutes after
the first incision.

“It’s a girl,” says Weitz. “I thought you told me it was a boy—I was all set to say, ‘Three boys, you’re screwed.'”

The
baby is weighed (7 pounds, 6.2 ounces) and evaluated (an APGAR score
of 9—nearly perfect). APGAR—an acronym for activity, pulse, grimace,
appearance, respiration—is a 10-point scale used to provide an
immediate, if rough, status report of a newborn’s health.

While
that’s going on, Weitz cuts and ties Vanneman-Gooding’s fallopian tubes
(a procedure Kristen and Ira had decided to undergo after their third
child), before closing the C-section incision with sutures.

The
circulating nurse methodically counts the instruments—the bladder
blade, the retractors, the sutures, the scissors, the scalpel, the
clamps—three times to ensure that nothing gets left behind in the
patient’s body. Ira snaps a digital photo of their new daughter, and
hands the camera to his wife, which lets her study her beautiful baby
girl for the first time.

On January 22, 2007, Wren Dorothianne
Gooding is logged in the hospital’s official record book at 10:57 a.m.
She’s the 278th baby to be born at GBMC this year; Kristen will return
home four days later.

Anesthesiologist Malov offers a little comic
relief. “How soon before there are no more [natural] deliveries?” he
asks, only half joking. “In the next century, babies will probably be
genetically engineered, and there will just be this zipper across
here,” he says, pointing to his abdomen.

Malov’s quip is not entirely in jest. Cesarean section on demand has
become de rigueuramong professional women in modern, industrialized
nations like Japan where, according to Khouzami, the C-section rate is
90 percent. In the U.S., nearly 25 percent of births today are by
cesarean (in 1970, it was only 5 percent).

C-sections offer benefits
(greater control over time of delivery and the removal of some risks
from the childbirth process) with a bit of risk (it is surgery, after
all, and long-term effects may include more postpartum pain and
infertility issues).
“We knew this was coming to the American
workplace sooner or later,” says Khouzami. “We knew the day would come
when women would start asking for it. We are simply coming to a time
when women are saying, ‘This is how I want to deliver,’ but the East
Coast is very slow to change. We’ve had maybe a handful of C-sections
on demand in which women have said, ‘I don’t want to labor. Get me a
date.’ But the trend is not here yet.”

Dr. Weitz seconds the notion.
“There will be an increasing demand for elective primary C-sections,”
says Weitz, who jokes that for some women, natural childbirth means
delivering without makeup. “We are the old prudes,” she says, “the last
to jump on the bandwagon. We are taking it cautiously, but I do
foresee a tremendous increase in patient requests for elective
C-sections. When you really look at it, women can get nose jobs, breast
implants, tummy tucks. Why does society say that we must make them
deliver vaginally? It’s your body and your decision. We respect the
woman’s autonomy.”

To date, the C-section rate at GBMC is about 22
percent—higher than the national average, but misleadingly high because
of GBMC’s high-risk patient population. These include mothers with
multiple births (many of whom medically must deliver through
C-section), older mothers, and repeat patients (at higher risk), and
the fact that the local Catholic hospitals will not perform tubal
ligations (often done in conjunction with C-sections), so many
expectant women choose GBMC to have their C-sections so they can also
get their tubes tied.

So are we professionalizing childbirth—turning
it from an arcane, vague, mysterious process into a regulated,
structured, guesswork-free procedure? 

Susan Bowen, clinical director of
labor and delivery, believes we’re well on our way. “I joke that one
day we are going to get our hours down to nine to five, Monday through
Friday,” she says. “I think the sad part of it is that our whole lives
are planned from the minute we step out of bed in the morning until the
minute we get back in bed at night. And this should be a wonderful
experience for a woman. I worked nights for nine years, and the thing I
enjoyed most was that natural labor that came through the door and you
could be so supportive and really help the woman and her family.”

However
women deliver these days, what’s clear is that they are having a much
greater say in the process. “We try to do what the woman wants us to
do,” says Bowen, “as long as it’s okay with the doctor and within the
policy of the hospital.”
“Years ago, if someone told me they wanted
to breastfeed for two days,” says lactation consultant Marla Newmark,
“I would tell them ‘It’s not worth the work.’ Today, if they tell me
they want to breastfeed for two days, I give them the same amount of
attention as if they planned to do it for a year. We are out to please
the consumer. What the patient wants is what we do.”

Something else has changed too: the patient and the doctor now look a
lot more alike. The influx of women entering obstetrics has caused
sweeping changes in a formerly male-dominated field. At GBMC, there are
57 OB-GYNs: Nearly half are women. “We used to have the token female,”
says Khouzami laughing. “Now we have the token male.” Susan Bowen
agrees. “Women have made a big difference in the field because they have
experienced labor. This is not a disease—it’s a natural process so we
have a lot of influence when it comes to how we want to give birth.
Women are more assertive. You don’t have the little housewife who comes
toddling through the door saying, ‘I’m here. Take me.’ It’s not that
anymore. We have a lot of career women who know what they want, we have a
very educated client base—everyone’s doing research on the internet,
the women take classes, they want what’s best for their baby.”

Claire
Weitz was the only female resident in obstetrics when she did her
training at Johns Hopkins Medical School in the mid-70’s. “When we would
show up [to put on scrubs for the OR], the locker rooms would say,
‘Doctors’ or ‘Nurses.’ I would go into the ‘Doctors’ room, and it would
be the men’s room. We are the majority now. Women have brought a new
perspective. Things become a little more personalized [for the patients]
because they’re often dealing with someone who has experienced
pregnancy—been there, done that, and gotten the T-shirt—but it doesn’t
mean that the men are unsympathetic to pregnant women. Some of the
kindest, most sympathetic men I’ve ever known have been obstetricians,
and that’s a loss for the field because men are not being encouraged to
go into it anymore.”

“When technology first came in, nurses felt
put out,” says Bonnie Lauryssens. “They let technology take care of
their patients—they would go in a room, look at numbers, and write them
down on a chart. Now, it has evolved. The nurses are even more into
the deliveries and are incredibly encouraging. Half the nurses probably
have hemorrhoids from pushing with the patients.”

Khouzami couldn’t
agree more. “I remember as a student, I had a teacher from Virginia
who was a real gentleman,” says Khouzami. “He was part philosopher,
part obstetrician, and he said that a delivery should be ‘by art, not
by force.’ It’s art, not science. Yes, some part of OB is science, but
if you make it purely science, you take all the emotion out of it. You
have to have a solid foundation in science, you have to have
technology, but it has to be tempered by humanity.
“Obstetrics is
more humane than ever. The technology is better than ever. As we move
ahead, we have found this wonderful balance.”