Back in 2007 when I found out I was pregnant with my first child, an acquaintance that lived in Florida told me all about her water births. I then did a lot of research and bought several books and decided from that point I would seek out a natural pregnancy and birth. Of course, at that point I didn't know that you weren't "allowed" to have a home birth in GA. And the OB/GYN I had at that time did not have those same feelings about even a "natural" birth. In fact, she told me her sister had a home birth and she is now estranged from her (very sad). She also proceeded to tell me a few medical fibs like the epidural doesn't get to the fetus, etc. Which was later referenced in the PDR as being completely untrue. So after that appointment, I stopped by a local herb shop and asked them about midwives. I figured they'd know about natural birth and possibly know a local midwife.Read More
The night before my guess date, I had some quality time with James, my husband. I had convinced him that we needed to take advantage of every opportunity to be intimate since we wouldn’t be able to for weeks after the baby was born (a much more enticing way of asking him to insert some prostaglandin-rich semen near my cervix to soften things up). I fell asleep to a hypnosis track like I did every night and woke up when I felt something that was a bit different than all the braxton hicks I had been having. I looked at the clock--it was 1:50 am. I felt it again and decided to get up and go to the bathroom. The second I moved, I felt a trickle down my leg--pretty sure I had just leaked some amniotic fluid. I was giddy thinking that this was probably going to be the day--and on my guess date none the less. I knew I should get some sleep. I decided to do a fear clearing session since my water was leaking, and I didn’t want to worry about infection or worry about labor not really starting for a long time. I was still awake when that track finished, and then I listened to Birthing Day Affirmations.Read More
I cannot believe it has been almost two months. My little boy, although I swear he just arrived yesterday, has now been here for two whole months. I have been trying to figure out how to start this post since the day he was born. How do you convey such a feeling? How do I explain the power of his arrival? The automatic shift in my heart and soul the moment he was put into my arms? I have NO idea. But I am going to attempt it.
And as fair warning, I won't be skipping the details. So if you are squeamish.. I don't want to hear about it.Read More
It’s been 32 hours and I still can’t believe that a) I have a baby and b) I made it through labor alive! Over the coarse of the pregnancy I hadn’t thought much about how much pain a natural childbirth would bring and boy am I glad I didn’t. If I had thought about it I might have not made it through it. I’m going to try and remember the details but some things are a little fuzzy, which is probably a good thing. For those of you who get embarrassed easily you probably don’t want to read this. In order to really get people to understand what a home birth is I’m not going to be so discrete so don’t read if you are squeamish or if you will look at me funny from now on after you know what I went through.Read More
To my beautiful daughter,
Four months later, I have finally sat down to write the story of your birth; you are a handful!
The funniest thing I will remember about your birth is the night before I went into labor with you. Daddy and I spent the previous day at the pool since it was the Fourth of July long weekend. Daddy had dove into the pool and ruptured his eardrum, but we spent the day there anyway. I did a lot of swimming and stretching to get ready for you! That night he said to me, “Please don’t go into labor tonight, my ear hurts so badly.”Read More