By Andrea Leonhardt

May 8, 2017, 8:45 am

 
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When I got pregnant for the third time, I knew that I wanted a midwife. My previous two pregnancies had been attended by two different OBGYNs, neither of whom seemed to care much about my birth preferences. My births had felt like part of an assembly line, and I knew that for my third, I didn’t want to be bullied into any procedures I didn’t want, like an epidural […]

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Andrea is the managing editor of the Brooklyn Reader. She holds a master's degree in International Relations and furthered her education with graduate studies in Journalism prior to joining the BK Reader. A proud cat lady of one, Andrea seeks to fight the good fight with a pen and a piece of paper, with the humble hope to add something to the places she goes and the people she encounters - all around central Brooklyn and beyond.

Andrea is the managing editor of the Brooklyn Reader. She holds a master's degree in International Relations and furthered her education with graduate studies in Journalism prior to joining the BK Reader. A proud cat lady of one, Andrea seeks to fight the good fight with a pen and a piece of paper, with the humble hope to add something to the places she goes and the people she encounters - all around central Brooklyn and beyond.

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