I've used this analogy before (damn, if I can find the post!), but I'm going to really hammer it in this time. A deader horse there will never be.
You are planning your wedding. You're excited! You've been thinking about this your whole life! You know just what you want!
You order chateau briond and norwegian salmon . You write your own vows. You order a Vera Wang and have your bridesmaids in fuschia. You can't wait to dance to your special song that you and your beloved heard on your very first date. Everyone's excited. They all say that barring anything unforseen, you should be able to get whatever you want.
Now, the caterer brings hamburgers and fish sticks. The DJ lost your playlist and just came from a bat mitzvah, so can only play boy bands. The ice scuplture melted when the power went out in the thunderstorm the night before, so there goes your giant heart with the initials entwined centerpiece.
Now imagine that everyone, your mother, your friends, and your husband's receptionist, tells you that the wedding isn't the important thing, it's the marriage that really matters. The professionals you hired give you guilt trips for asking so much. People laugh at you for planning like you had any control over this day at all. Way to make a girl feel small.
There is far too much emphasis placed on a woman's wedding day for that scenario to ever happen. But that's what you're doing when you try to console a woman whose had a disspointing birth experience with "well, a healthy baby is the only thing that really matters". Yeah, that's true, but it does great disrespect to the fact that this day was a defining day in a her life. The reverence for birth as one of the major rites of passage in a woman's life is totally absent in tha attitude of birth professionals like Dr. Famous.
Like Casey, I was taught profound lessons about myself during each birth experience. Miriam's birth was the turning point that tipped me from feeling mostly inadequate to feeling ever-so-slightly powerful. There was a fundamental shift in how I felt about myself and my body. Not just because I gave birth without medication to malpresented baby without a single laceration (although I'm damn proud of that. They tell me my trophy is in the mail) but because in order to get the birth experience I wanted I had to stand up for myself at key moments in the process, and standing up for myself is not something I was in the habit of doing. That's what I took from Miriam's birth: the ability to trust myself.
*Edited to respond to some comments*:
I don't know what it is that makes people equate "empowering" with "natural" when discussions of birth arise. Bringing a child into the world is powerful, transformative, soul-shaking, and, yes, dangerous, no matter how the baby comes out. There are empowering c-sections where the rite of passage is treated with the reverence it deserves, there are disempowering natural births where the mother's wishes for pain medication were not respected.
The manner of birth is less important than how a woman feels about it. I see little respect for women in Dr. Famous's attitude.