Bonnie Pascal’s son drew his first breath on his mother’s bed, surrounded by women. It was seven years ago, and Pascal was in her 40th year. The birth, attended by her husband and three midwives, was bloody, wrenching and joyous. And baby Aaron? The picture of health. Nine months earlier, Pascal had never envisioned she would be delivering a baby in her home. The freelance designer and artist had always wanted children. She met her husband and married at 38. When she found out she was pregnant, her family doctor asked if she preferred an obstetrician or a midwife. “I said ‘I’m almost 40 years old. How can I go to a midwife if I’m high-risk?’
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