I decided I needed to go to the bathroom before the main event and discovered this pressure I felt was, in fact, the main event. Oh dang, I thought. I’m freebirthing this baby again.
Category: Birth
Having a baby is different with a village
Sure, baby showers are fun and all, but have you ever had a nesting party with your best friends to scrub your freezer and vacuum under your sofa?
Gabriel and Gideon, an unassisted twin home birth story
After 34 minutes of active labor, alone with my husband in our bathroom, I had two beautiful babies in my arms. This is out precipitous accidental twin freebirth story.
Corrin Bjorn: a homebirth story
I clutched the steering wheel a little harder as another tightening pain encircled around my belly. Ouchhh. Stupid fake contractions. A pause. My mind began to wander. How’s Alia doing in the backseat? Man, I can’t wait for this dessert. Why are the boys taking so long? Maybe tomorrow–eek, that one hurt. Wait. Those were close together too…? My husband had taken my son into the grocery store to picktell me the rest!
“Are you sure you don’t want a mirror?”: my daughter’s birth story part 2
7:30am The first contraction washed over me so slightly I might not have noticed if not for the climbing line on the monitor beside me. Breathing deeply, I counted the seconds as the line slowly dropped back down to zero. The room was dark, silent except for the steady thumping of my daughter’s heart over the monitor and the rustle of sheets as my husband stirred slightly in the corner,tell me the rest!
Too much spicy food and an unwanted induction: my daughter’s birth story part 1
When 37 weeks hit, I came to a crossroad. I desperately ached to meet my daughter, the tiny human who had been cooking for the past nine months, but simultaneously I longed to enjoy the snuggles and undivided attention I could give my 22 month old son while he remained the only child. My doctor had told me that after months of painful and consistent Braxton-hicks and all sorts oftell me the rest!
“Is he supposed to look like that?!”
Yes, this is the story of my son’s birth, and yes, that is the first thing my husband exclaimed upon the delivery of that sweet little boy. Is he supposed to look like that?! I’ll be honest, it crossed my mind too. You see, my son was born with the cord wrapped around his neck twice and a serious cone head, plus as my husband so aptly says, he was coveredtell me the rest!