Life on the Farm

64113_4581669545869_2113648860_nThe warmth of spicy watercress pricked at my tongue as we plodded through mud and hay between rows and rows of culinary herbs, tomatoes, peppers, lettuces, micro-greens, edible flowers and citrus. The greenhouses fogged up my glasses.

My son jumped excitedly as he explained to my cousin from the city’s children and his sister about how the generators worked and how the plants were watered in their little beds made of rain gutter and piping. The greenhouse cat kneaded into my daughter’s shoulder as she proudly displayed her own gardening knowledge.

The four children ran and skipped as my cousin, the one who runs this place, nervously but assertively reminds them to be kind to her green sprouting things. Everything is lush and fragrant and tastes ten times stronger than anything I’ve bought in a store in California.

I had no idea arugula could taste like this.

Eventually my visiting cousin and her children left and we set to cleaning up the delicious brunch dishes (“you only need wonder about the bacon… it’s the only thing not from the farm… I can’t vouch for the pig,” my cousin had explained).

In another life I’d join her here. It’s peaceful and there is work to be done and it’s work you can feel good about.

My children beckon us both outside to explore and my cousin shows them that her property stretches much farther than even they had thought. They wade in the stream that runs along the length of the fields awaiting planting season. Even though it is nearly freezing they brave the cold and splash and stomp in muddy water.

She tells them stories about the history of these parts and about what the different plants are good for medicinally and about how they grow and about the birds and beasts that live wild. She has seen bald eagles, but only in pairs, she tells me.

576067_4582611489417_511089859_nAnd then we return, hose off, clean up and have a delicious St. Patrick’s day dinner made of steak and a mound of greens and edible flowers the children picked in the greenhouses for us. My cousin whips up a dressing of the farm’s own pesto mixed in yoghurt. And then the children beg for more rose/geranium ice cream.

As the sun sets it begins to snow. They scream and run and jump at the sight again and I wonder how long this wide-eyed amazement will last once we get to New England where the snow is so much more commonplace.

And I sneak away to take a call from a dear friend who is becoming part of the fabric of this journey for me, checking in and becoming a historian, holding space for my transformation from anxious police state escapee to a wild, free and relaxed woman with much wisdom and much desire to embrace what is ahead.


About supportmidwifekatiemccall

Katie McCall was born at Pomona Valley Hospital in Southern California by scheduled c-section as a frank breech due to the current medical system insistence that breeches should always be delivered that way. Katie's father's family was filled with teachers, her mother's family was filled with healers. It is no surprise then, that she went on to have her own two children and spend her adult life involved in a combination of teaching and healing through midwifery, childbirth education, doula work and serving families in Southern California. Katie attended USC for her general education and then went on to study with the American Academy of Husband Coached Childbirth to become a certified childbirth educator. Shortly thereafter, she certified as a birth doula (labor assistant) with the Association of Labor Assistants and Childbirth Educators. Katie was also mentored through a pregnancy and birth support business called The Birth Connection in Glendale, CA, which Katie later purchased and expanded to include a 1500 square foot education facility, retail store and birthing center. She enrolled in midwifery school and apprenticed with the midwives who ran the birth center as well as with midwives who attended homebirths. She sold her business to pursue her midwifery education full time in 2006 and passed her midwifery (NARM) exam to become a Certified Professional Midwife in 2008. She went on to gain her Midwifery License from the State of CA Medical Board in 2010. Katie has received supplementary education in lactation to become a lactation educator, vaginal birth after cesarean support, support of sexual abuse survivors, aromatherapy and is neonatal and CPR certified. She assisted over 500 couples through childbirth education and attended over 550 births as of 2011. As a Southern California native, she has a wide range of experience, serving mothers from diverse backgrounds. She believes her job is one of empowering women to develop their own trust and connection with their bodies and their babies during their own unique journey into motherhood. If she has learned anything through her experience with birth, it is that every birth is as different as the women who are laboring. On August 17th, 2011 Katharine “Katie” McCall, a licensed midwife, was convicted of practicing medicine with out a license for a 2007 birth she assisted as a student. The charge arose from a home birth where Katie's supervising midwife could not arrive because she was at another birth. Instead of leaving the family to birth unassisted, Katie stayed. She recommended that the family transfer to the hospital and the family refused. They were aware that she was only a student midwife and that she was unable to secure an overseeing mid
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One Response to Life on the Farm

  1. LA Mama says:

    This sounds absolutely wonderful. I’m glad you’re having such a lovely trip!

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