As I am still running high off the euphoria of my unmedicated VBAC (well, I doubt those placenta pills I'm taking hurt either...) I continue to think back to Mac's birth and feel such pride in my success.

I wanted this for so long and I made sure everyone who would listen knew it. I, (like our dear Nic), feel very passionately that natural birth is one of the greatest (and hardest) experiences life offers and wanted it more than anything.

When I was at my lowest low (9 cm dilated and not knowing it), I remember looking at Nicolle and telling her that I didn't care if I failed, I was done. I didn't care about the reactions I would get when I told everyone I was a huge loser, I just wanted it to be over. While I realize after the fact that my feelings are very typical during the transition phase of labor, at the time I felt defeated. Thankfully, deep down, in the back of my mind I knew I would and could do it...minutes later Mac's head was ready to emerge.

I set a goal, I made it known and I followed through to make my personal dreams come true. #BOOM

What goals do you have? Whether work, physical, love or life...make it happen one choice at a time! Set it, share it, follow through. Anything is possible and anything worth doing is going to be work....only you can make it happen...so do it!