Respectful Care, Gentle Birth
Welcome
I serve families planning a homebirth in the Kansas City area, and I’m glad you’ve found your way here. Choosing how and where to give birth is one of the most meaningful decisions in a woman’s life. My work is devoted to supporting that choice with care that is deeply personal, attentive, and rooted in trust.
I offer community-based, one-on-one midwifery care for families who value continuity, presence, and relationship. By intentionally serving a small number of clients at a time, I’m able to know you well—your body, your history, your rhythms, and your hopes for birth. This allows care to be flexible and responsive, while remaining grounded in clear safety parameters and clinical awareness.
Hands-on support is a foundational part of my approach. I regularly incorporate gentle bodywork, positional awareness, and somatic attunement into prenatal visits, supporting comfort, alignment, and the body’s natural preparation for birth long before labor begins. This work often helps women feel more at ease in their bodies and more connected to the unfolding process of pregnancy and birth.
My role is to walk alongside you with skill, intuition, and respect, honoring your autonomy and instincts while offering steady guidance and support. Whether you envision a quiet, hands-off birth or one that includes more physical presence and reassurance, care is shaped around you.
The trust we build during pregnancy becomes a steady anchor through birth, postpartum, and beyond—often extending into the evolving seasons of motherhood and women’s health.
- Rachel Fracassa, DEM
MATRIA: A Tribute to Mothers
Motherhood is an epic undertaking, often carried without acknowledgment. It is the longest apprenticeship in love, one that reshapes a woman’s body, mind, and faith in herself and in something bigger. It’s not a single season but a thread that runs through a lifetime.
Mothers so often carry both the visible and invisible work of holding her family together.
So much of a mother’s work will never be named… the middle-of-the-night steadiness, the quiet calculations of how to make it all happen, the emotional labor of holding everyone’s needs at once.
There are no awards for showing up when you’re exhausted, or for the million small acts that build a childhood. But that’s where devotion lives. The world often praises what is seen: the birth, the milestones, the outcomes, but overlooks the endurance it takes to keep showing up in between.
Mothering often means healing while still giving, carrying old wounds while making something new. It means loving deeply in imperfect circumstances, offering your children more than you ever had, and grieving that it can never be quite enough.
It is both the ache of longing for support and the fierce resilience that grows in its absence. Even the most supported mothers carry a weight that can’t be shared, the inner reckoning of what it costs to love this hard.
This tribute is for every kind of mother:
For those surrounded by community and those raising children in quiet solitude.
For the ones who make it look effortless and the ones who cry behind closed doors.
For the ones who have found healing and the ones still searching for it.
For every woman who keeps showing up, even when no one is watching.