Phoenix Jean Blanc was born at home on the 5th of March 2011 at 6.02am with the help of two beautiful midwives. Phoenix’s birth story really starts many years ago with my first thoughts of home birth and then the arrival of my son Kai. After reading a couple of homebirth stories when I
Nine months ago Lia was born and it now seems like an eternity ago. I can’t believe it has taken me this long to get around to writing Lia’s birth story. Life is very full and there never seems enough time. My Pregnancy My pregnancy was very much wanted and it took me a
Being my 2nd baby I was feeling relatively confident however with a 20-year gap in between and a greater understanding of pregnancy, birth and beyond I also had many anxieties and a thirst for new knowledge, practices and strategies to ensure a happy and healthy time for my baby, my partner and myself. My
When I recall back to the early weeks of being pregnant, I am amazed how my belief system and fear had already unconsciously chosen a planned, elective caesarean birth for our baby. After overcoming exhaustion like I have never experienced before, I started to question what I was doing being a so called ‘patient’
Jasmine was born on Saturday 21st November 2009 at 42+1 weeks. Her birth was much anticipated, especially as I had been having braxton hicks contractions on and off for over a month before labour started, and gone past my “guess date” by two weeks. On Friday morning I woke up around 4:30am with bad
This is a story of faith - Robyn had her first baby at home. She had planned a home birth for her second child, but the baby was in the breech position. A lack of support for her desire to have a natural, vaginal birth meant a search for new carers in the last
Nicholas, my beloved, and our three children bought me a rose garden- ten rose plants- for my 40th birthday in May, the seventh moon of my pregnancy, and planted them outside our bedroom window. In July, a radiant pink rose, dearest, budded and flowered as we awaited the time of birth of our fourth
I had wanted another child for ages, but the time never seemed right. After Joshua’s birth in 1989, I chose to study and establish my career in midwifery. By the time we decided that we should try for another child, Joshua was nine years old. I was so excited and expected that I would
From the beginning things had gone very smoothly for me, I had a wonderful pregnancy in which not only did I grow physically but also emotionally and spiritually. I felt a strong connection with my baby, and permanently had my hands on my belly- so much that all my tops started getting worn in
I don't know how to start. I'm both happy and sad at the same time. I'm so happy that we've got a little baby girl and that the whole experience was exhilarating. The birth was pretty much exactly what happened in a dream I had before I even fell pregnant, and the dream is
