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Powerful Birth

Hello, Love <3

Did I ever tell you that I had an unassisted/free birth with my baby?

Yep! Just me and my dear friend and our babies in attendance… It was possibly the most empowering experience of my life. It impacted me so deeply that I am still feeling the ripples.

Birth is HUGE to me, and I am so grateful to find my niche in the birth advocacy arena :) After the roughly 1,000 hours of researching pregnancy and birth information during my pregnancy, I had synthesized the most pertinent information and compiled it into a “summary” for friends and family interested in my choice (only to plug it into Word and find out it was a light read of 32 pages of pure words – ouch!).

I have taken a lot of that information, added my own voice, supplemented it with gobs of delicious goodies and an artful background, broken it into 4 deeply satisfying chunks, sprinkled it with even more delicious goodies, and created for you…

Powerful Birth E-course!

First session July 1st – July 28th

Registration ends July 1st

NOTE: This e-course has information for mamas interested in or planning an unassisted birth, but this e-course wass designed for any birthing woman who is interested in going inward and making intentional choices about her pregnancy and birth. And this e-course is especially designed for wild sacred women, women who already live out-of-the-box, naturally, self-sufficiently — and the women who want to!

The e-course includes:

  • The Wild Sacred Birth e-book (in pdf format) is a hand-meets-digital beauty masterpiece, paradigm kapow!, and soul comfort. Warning: it may make you laugh, cry, sing, do the “funky chicken”, yell “YES!” into empty rooms, and have deep loving conversations with loved ones. I just know you are going to want to read it again and again as you deeply process the layers of your journey of childbirth.
  • the handbook (in pdf format) is my own collection of ma multitude of our birthing sisters’ voices sharing one common message: Birth is incredible and powerful, and so are you.
  • the workbook (in pdf & doc formats) is like yoga for the pregnant heart – it will stretch, align, open you up, and re-energize you, through creative activity ideas and writing prompts galore.
  • 4 hefty soul-delicious chunks of Powerful Birth e-course, dolloped heavily with love, sweetness, and bright shining light. This course is designed to run over the course of 4 weeks, but I know sometimes that deep stuff takes time to really soak in and I am an unschooler to the core, so really it can be done at a self pace. It is taught via forum (see below) and is much much more than just the e-book broken up into pieces — it is jam-packed with extra goodies, like birth sisters to share such a transformative experience with <3
  • 1 year paid subscription to Wild Sacred Souls’ Tribe — think internet forum meets “at home” with deep loving connections between sister birth goddesses. I know how important these spaces are, espcially during huge transitions like birth. I was made to create tribes, and I can’t wait to share this one with you. It is a bloomin, thrivin, wild-woman-circlin’, supportive, love-centered, ever-evolving, co-created space to connect deeply with mamas who will inspire you, love you, spot you while you stretch and expand, and wow you with their awesome.
  • A fat e-binder (in pdf format), chocked full of info and natural rememdies/ideas for things specific to pregnancy, early labor, active labor, birth, and postpartum. This is a scanned version of the binder I created for my own birth – it contains things you might want to be concerned about during the different stages, complete with color coding to let you know the risk/intervention level.
  • A beautiful hand/digital-hybrid Soulful Pregnancy Journal <3 This is my warmbest gift of love to you: a keepsake of your pregnancy journey for your baby or babies. This is the journal I wish I had had when I was pregnant – a whole collection of the experience of pregnancy and birth. And because I really want it to be extra special to you and your child, I want to include 5 personalized pages for you. Details upon confirmation e-mail.

This e-course will inspire you to:

  • question what you thought you knew about pain and safety in childbirth
  • locate, process, and release your fears concerning pregnancy and birth
  • sink deeply into your inner knowing
  • connect deeper with other mamas, and people in general
  • embody a birth goddess vibe
  • relish your pregnancy journey
  • look forward to giving birth
  • make choices from a place of trust, rather than fear or anxiety
  • plan a sacred, well-prepared birth
  • start creating a birth legacy
  • become and be a self-trust master, and watch it grow into other areas of your life
  • possibly kiss your partner and other children more :)

So, at this point you are probably noticing I have poured my heart and soul into this course. Birthing women hold the warmest place in my heart (yes, I am the woman who stops dancing down the grocery store isle to get all teary at a big beautiful baby belly), and I want to share that deep sacred love with you at a time when I think you can’t possibly soak enough of it in <3 I truly believe (and purposely designed) this package to prepare you as whole-ly as I could imagine would be useful. I know that you probably don’t have the ability or time to do the research I did, but you deserve to know what I found, what I realized, what changed my birth legacy and, honestly-really-truly, what changed my entire life. I can’t imagine having the depth of courage and self-knowing to revolutionize and redesign my life and my relationships, without the self-trust and empowerment that I finally knew through my own powerful birth.

Are you ready to talk price?

I can’t imagine dividing this whole package into parts, so I am not going to give you a breakdown of costs. What I am going to say is, my suggested price is two hundred dollars, but I have faith that you will give what you feel in your heart is right price for you based on what you have to give. Just ask yourself, and when you feel good with a price, there is your answer. Yes, this is your first exercise in my “How to become a self-trust master AND birth goddess in one e-course” adventure :)

Are you ready?

Paypal: wildsacredsoul@live.com


Ahhhhh, Bliss.

So, we opted for a different setup than mentioned in my last post. That site was not beautiful, and I really needed some wild green open space in my life. So, we picked a different campground. Here are a few snapshots of our month. Just what this soul needed <3

Camp is set up :)

The view from our first site…

How I set up the add-a-room :)

The lake with ducks, and magic baby connection <3

Horses on the trails :)

Undisturbed teen time :))

Miles of nature trails = LOTS of adventures :)

A playground :)

Wild animals

Fun with fellow campers

Company with some of our favorite people :)

More of our favorite people :)
Mamas who mother the way I do <3

Magic baby connection and plenty to explore together :)
Peace

Zen

Joy

Unplug

When I was writing my last post about knowing it was time to do this roadliving thing, I wanted to explain more about why I knew this would be good for our family, why we need this, what is so important for us.

I feel so disconnected right now. I feel like the internet and other technology in our lives consume our attention, and we are so spread out that we hardly see each other. I can’t just turn off the internet — it is embedded into this life, and limiting it is a bandaid, really.

It’s more than the internet, though. The internet and other technology are not the cause — they are what we are trying to use as a remedy. Other “remedies” include Kass’s investment in playing outside with kids who often make her feel awful about who she is and what she likes. We are all trying to find ways to cure this anxiety inside us, this restlessness in our gut that says something is off and how can I “get back on”.

I was an attachment parent when I didn’t even know the term. I couldn’t get enough of my baby. She and I were thick as thieves. But events happened in our lives that left us disconnected and angry and taking it out on each other. I want to cry when I think of how alone and unsafe my daughter has felt in her life, and probably emotionally abandoned by me because of my own issues during it all.

I see the repercussions of it everyday. Today, we are closer than ever. We enjoy each other more than ever. I’m ready to take the plunge into the most connected we can be :) Before my baby (my oldest) leaves the roost, I want her to feel connected, a part of this whole <3 I want us to be so close that we have no other choice <3

I just want a family connected, a family unplugged from the “junk food of life” and plugged in to the things I value. I want a good shot at it. I want to make it our life. We have been living off of the processed life which is why we want more and more and more — because it is not fulfilling… and I want a whole life for us. I want the depths and richness of family, adventure, outdoors, simplicity, tribeness, and wildly self-designing our own lives free of social conformity. If my kids chose the traditional route for their futures, at least it won’t be because they didn’t know any different.

I cannot get what I want from living rooted into the ground right now, unless those roots were in the company of this tribe I need so desperately in my life. I literally and figuratively fill myself to the brim and overflowing with junk, because I really just need some whole foods for my life — literally and figuratively. Maybe the reason I am feeling the draw toward the road is because that is where I found it before in my life? I want to do what I know. Maybe someday I will try something different, but I really need this. I really want to give my family this. It’s a gift, my service to them. And this is my gift…

I want to awake to them, spend the whole day with them, and fall asleep with them in the context of a simple, whole, and connected life, with a backdrop of adventure and enriched learning.

I wrote something for my friends, the Leapleys, as they prepare for their departure by RV in the next couple weeks:

Plant simplicity
in the rich soil of love.
Water with adventure.
Grow abundance!

One of my favorite things about the Leapleys is how similar they are to us LOL This quote applies to us both. We are both simple people who garden in black earthy love soil. When we water that simple living with amazing experiences and sights to see, we grow abundance — abundant connection, abundant richness, abundant wholeness, abundant opportunities, abundant freedom, abundant possibilities….

This is more important to me, as a mother to my children, than any lessons to “prepare them for life” (like how to get a job or balance a bank account). I want to give them the gift of a whole and rich childhood to both grow their adulthood from and to bounce their future lives off of to test for joy and importance. If they have a solid sense of the substance that comes from living a rich and whole life, then they can use it as barometer for their future when deciding what to do with their own lives. Hopefully, it won’t take them until they are 30 to figure it out for themselves :))) Or, better yet, maybe they won’t be afraid at 30, with kids in tow, to leave it “all” behind and hit the road of happiness? …and I say “all” on purpose, because “all” we need and want is coming with us — it’s in our hearts, and it is the fact that we are all together, and it is because our favorite belongings are a humble amount and will fit in our new home. We have it all :))

Kassidy’s Sagitarius moon makes her more of a natural adventurer than I am — I either learned it or it’s in the blood I inherited from my mother, but it’s been in Kassidy’s stars since her birth. I always thought she would join the Peace Corps because of how much she loves justice, helping people, and travel. She always said she wanted to get a VW bus and travel when she turned 18 (instead of go straight into college), and she said just a few weeks ago (when Kai was sick) that she imagined him riding shotgun in her road adventures later in life :)) No matter how much “stability” I tried to give Kassidy (by living in the same place from her age 3 to 9, by her having the same daycare provider all her years, and going to the same school from kindergarten until she came home to homeschool), she wanted adventure. I know this will be so perfect for Kassidy :)))

I want to hit the road before Noble and Najaia have a preference otherwise. It’s already hard to balance the timing between Kass and I — the last thing we need are more people with big opinions on the matter :)) I would love for this to be all that Najaia remembers (and maybe even Noble).

We are a nomad family. I can’t wait to hit the road :)))


Good Enough

I have this drive inside me for personal growth and betterment. I used to call it self-improvement, but my understanding has changed, so my language has, too.

One of the reasons I am a single mama is because I have yet to find a man who can keep up with me, with my personal growth and change. And now, I am seeing it in my relationship with my oldest daughter… I am wanting her to grow and change in ways so we can be happier. It’s nothing personal, Love — Mama just has a case of the “good enoughs”.

I have been realizing for the last 6 months that I feel like my best isn’t good enough for a lot of people in my life. This first hit me hard, loud, and screaming when I was moving out of the house we lived in before this one. That whole living experience was a case of the “my best isn’t good enoughs”, which I have never felt about my ability to clean and care for a home before. But I have felt it in other areas of my life. I was the student who got 4 A’s and 1 B and spent the break thinking about what I wish I had done to make that B an A.

Now that I am not going to school or working, the good enoughs are attacking my new job (parenting and home-making) and lifestyle (green living, whole and organic eating, etc.).

How can I possibly be comfortable in my relationships with others if I am not comfortable in my relationship with myself?

So, I have decided that I am going to intentionally look for the nows, the presents, the current states of things, and appreciate them for the perfectness that they bring to my life.

When I was talking (typing) with my friend, Laura, she shared this:

I used to really be a soul searcher and I think it almost stifled my living. I spent so much time searching and trying to change me and my loved ones that I missed the real time with them and myself. I am all for growth, but not a forced one. Not a searched out one. A natural one. One that happens because we are living and changing, not because we are reading others’ words and have decided we want to be different.

Sometimes, she nails it for me in ways it would take MUCH longer for me to express! Haha :))

I have been forcing growth, as far back as I can remember on this “self improvement” journey. Before that, when I was a kid… I just was (correct tense of “be”). Not a care in the world. Was oblivious to the things people probably saw as my imperfections. I think there was also some learned helplessness in there, and something happened to show me that I could have power and control over change, and I could design my own life. It has been an awesome journey.

I think of that quote about being happy with where you are or you will never be happy somewhere else. I wonder if that is the case, or if I truly just found my destination. Where I am right now, I feel like I could live happily forever. I really didn’t feel like that in a lot of my past. Where I am right now is so special to me. I love it, and I want to savor it. It is definitely good enough.

What about those spots that aren’t so close to my current ideals, though? Those spots, like my obviously imperfect front teeth? What about my house on days like today, when I feel like I’m drowning in the mess? What about my embarrassingly dirty van? What about my finances? All these things that leave me uncomfortable. I can feel the anxiety swelling up when I think of them. Instead I brush their cheek, kiss them, and assure them that they are good enough as they are, that they may grow and they may change in time, but for now, they are good enough just as they are. And they don’t have to give their best to be good enough. They are enough at whatever level of effort (or not) that they feel inspired to give.

Speaking of feeling inspired, I am going to tease you a bit and share that I have been working on something big. And I mean BIG-big. It should be ready to go in a week or so, and I am SO excited to come share it with you :)) I don’t know if I will be able to keep from sharing, because I was never good at that. I am the mom who lets my kids open their presents whenever they want to, because we can’t stand the anticipation together :)) The ONLY thing that will ensure some level of keeping it private is that I don’t want to confuse people when I make a necessary and monetary (hence, waiting for the 1st) change. It’s not good enough ROFL

Happy living :D

I’m not anti-growth. I just want it to be more from within <3

Mess

This post is going to be a bit of a mess, as I unpack (and situate) my current feelings on mess in my life.

I’m a single mom to 3, so mess is a big part of my life. Even before I had 3 kids, mess was an important aspect of my life, the aspect of life that I was able to be so controlling of. And I’m not just talking about toys strewn through the house or a kitchen in shambles (although, mine never is anymore – Ha!). I’m also talking about the emotional messes of current effects from yesterday’s causes, and of trying to prevent more in the tomorrows. I’m also talking about a life overfull of things I “must do”, not to mention all the bits and pieces from what I want to do.

Messes.

I feel like the opposite of mess is control. Control feels so safe to me, so good and simple. But it can also feel kinda sterile. I value wild, the nature-model, richness, depth. The dance between these has been an interesting one — sometimes one or the other leads, and sometimes I like who is the leader and sometimes I don’t.

But how much can I control? At what point does control become a mess? I mean, sometimes I want things SO simple that I am making messes of life to keep things THAT simple. And oftentimes when I am feeling the huge urge to have control, the fight against messes makes me a mess.

Some days I want a break from the messes, and then they pile up and become almost insurmountable when my break is finished.

I want people to be comfortable in my home, and I can’t get it clean enough to feel that people will be comfortable in it. Some people I know have told me they don’t want to come over because it is too “messy” (my word, not their’s) for them, but I can’t get it clean enough, and I certainly can’t KEEP it clean enough, especially with animals (a persnickety cat and a wild puppy). How messy is normal and okay (and people need to just get over it)? How much justification for control do I have here? I can’t tell if people are uncomfortable with my house or sensitive to my uncomfortableness with it… And I can’t gauge my own TRUE comfort with it, because my gauge is a big mess.

I recently wrote this elsewhere, “I am self-designed. There is no instruction manual for my life, so I don’t make mistakes.” Basically, I’m always learning and I make up the rules (as I go, often). This can be messy. I learn as I go, figuring out what messes need damage-control and which ones are good for all of us, and realizing that this changes and shifts as often as the messes themselves. Uncontrollable messes.

Connecting with another person is messy. There are times when things feel wonderful, like the essence of what it is all about in the first place. And then what about those tough times, those times when you may just have to call it all off because it seems too hurtful or pointless? Obviously, those are messy. What’s even messier is staying connected, regardless. Words and actions get tossed around all over the vulnerable place. If you’re not vulnerable, then you’re not connected. Can you stay connected? Through the blissful highs and the invertible lows? Can you make messes together and clean them up together?

What about a tribe? It’s like a family, but with lots more members, more potential for growth, for help, for love, for joy, for clashes, for mirrors to be put up to see your shyt, for more opinions, for hope… for messes, for mess. What about the messes a tribe doesn’t make together but deals with because of each member’s past? Who’s responsibility are THOSE messes? And is it fair (or possible) to find tribekins who are willing (and interested) in taking on big messes?

If I don’t think messes are inherently bad or wrong, why do I avoid them (or, at least, some)? I love the idea of messes much more than I love the reality of them. I also love the idea of a tidy and controlled life more than the reality of it — that part of me that craves the wild, the unknown, the mystery…

Is my fear of messes rooted in a fear of trust, in a lack of energy, or something I am not even aware of yet? Is it rooted in my past, which was a pretty weird life of (what felt like) extremes in wildness and control?

Does anyone else think about this stuff as often as I do? Does anyone else, literally, short circuit from anxiety over the prospect of a mess? Sometimes, I almost hyperventilate. It sounds funny, but I’m totally serious. I get so worked up (resistant to the mess and wanting to invite it) that I can’t even think straight to get creative about how to meet everyone’s needs.

I wasn’t always this way… When it was just me and Kass, I used to create opportunities for her to make messes. Okay, that’s not as accurate as I would like for it to be… Poor child never owned playdough or painted unsupervised (unmicro-managed). But I found ways to let her make messes with minimal clean up on my part (like playing in the mud and hosing everything off before it entered the house), and I didn’t MIND cleaning up “clean” messes (stuff I could control), like toys strewn all over the house, as opposed to paint drips in places I may not find (but someone else will) in time (ruining something or making it harder to clean later).

Maybe I just don’t know how to clean right? I’m kinda OCD about cleaning, wanting something to look perfect and brand new after I am done. When I try to not do it as good (and so am feeling vulnerable about this new way of trying to be), I’ve gotten called out on my “filth” and feel totally emotionally messy about the whole thing — messier than I already was.

Maybe I don’t have the help? It’s me responsible for everything for 2 cats, a puppy, 2 babies, and a preteen who is both the biggest mess-maker in the family and the most resistant to helping me clean (or cleaning on her own) — another mess, as I did many of the wrong things to get her to help me all of her past.

I am the messiest clean person ever lol

The babies love to help me clean, which usually results in more physical mess and less emotional mess (for them… I can’t promise the anxiety I feel when they sweep my pile back into the living room isn’t causing me more emotional mess).

I have lived a life devoted to avoiding making messes so I will have few to clean up. I don’t want that for myself or my kids. I am limiting our abundance. I can feel it. I’m saying, “No, no, no, no” when I WANT to be saying “Yes, yes, yes, yes.” Yep, it’s a fear of trust. I started to float down the river for a second and leapt up so fast I almost gave myself whiplash.

I fear messes. I don’t want to, hence the push and pull that is causing me anxiety and complications. Enough talking about where I want to go, and let me talk about the hurdles that keep appearing because I’m pretending I don’t see them on my way…

My mom tried to raise us to be middle class, but we bore the tell-tale signs of “poor”, and I am positively plagued by this now. I am painfully aware of every detail of my life that leads me to feel like people see me as poor (and therefor not of worth). Like my house being so dirty it makes people uncomfortable to be in, my kids’ clothes being stained and their hair unkept, my own slovenly appearance, my dirty and dinged-up van that makes a ticking sound (even the hippy stickers on the back window aren’t a band aid for “poor”), or my verbal onpouring when someone shows just a hint of interest in REALLY hearing about how I am doing. Realizing I just stepped over the class line with someone who cares = shameful embarassment for me (I should know better, etc.). And I don’t use the word “shame” lightly.

I have tried embracing this radically as a protest against class, as an opportunity to redefine the labels I use to identify myself (like “hippy” instead of “poverty”), and as an experiment in understanding my relationship with control, perfectness, self-acceptance, and mess. I’m grateful for all the intricacies of the journey, and I think I feel better today about the state of my home and my life than the 10-years-ago-me would have felt about the current state of my home and my life. Maybe that is progress, since my goal is to stretch and grow. But today my life feels like much more of a mess than my life 10 years ago did. Or maybe I’ve just traded in the mess? I was an emotional mess in a highly controlled environment, and today I am high controlled emotionally in a messy environment. Hahaha, okay, I am highly controlled emotionally, only in relation to the mess I was before! LMAO

What it comes down to is I feel something is off, and I can’t tell if it is inside me or outside of me. The journey to the answer is very long, and sometimes I wish it were shorter. And it’s a biggie in our lives, as we go from a “homeschooling bookshelf” to a “family-learning life”.

Why does it look better when SHE does it?

Life

Life is a big thing, isn’t it? I mean, it’s full of so much diversity — I am in awe when I try to fathom the breadths and depths of the diversity of life. Life is full of ecstatic highs and dark mucky lows, and it usually follows a cycle that goes something like “birth, living, death, rebirth.” This week has been a lot of that…

On Sunday of last week, I realized that my female puppy was sick, so I lined up some financial assistance for a vet visit and brought her in. That vet was painfully unhelpful, and I left more of a mess than when I had gotten there. So, I went to another vet, who seemed more capable of answering my questions and easing my anxiety about the whole thing. Both vets assuring me that it was serious but (although they couldn’t guarantee anything) she wouldn’t die in the morning, before I was able to come back for treatment. I knew she was so sick, and it broke my heart.

The next morning, she was indeed dead <3 Maybe some people won’t get how this impacted me, but I had loved them as much as any baby of mine. I was plagued with all the doubt and guilt and pain any mama would be. I raced my boy puppy into the vet (in place of his sister) and found out they had parvo. The vet was so very grave to tell me this. I’d researched it before when we thought that our female had it right after we had gotten her, so I knew a bit, but I wasn’t aware of the statistics that the vet shared with me: parvovirus is so serious that only 80% of dogs treated at the hospital made it, and a devastating 15% made it through home treatment.

Well, I knew he would make it. I saw him in our lives for a long time, so I was sure he was going to pull through, but I was afraid of how much pain he would suffer through and how much it would require from me. Today is Sunday, again, and he has started eating today (hasn’t eaten in 3 or 4 days), stopped tossing liquids back up yesterday, and has found a renewed interest in chasing the cats. We made it. Still recovering, but we made it <3

I mourned my girl for a couple days, crying buckets at the drop of a dime, but it got drowned out in the caring for Kai. The only one who misses her more than me is him. In fact, I could barely assess his state because he is so depressed about losing his sister. He was there for every minute. He knows how she was taken from us. I’ve processed so much of the guilt and sadness, and I feel just grateful for how she blessed our lives by gracing us with her presence for the short 4 months that we had her. Her death has spurred some rebirth in our lives, birth of renewed appreciation for Kai, birth of revisiting how I feel about vaccinations for my pets and other safety and quality of life stuff, birth of being reminded of how grateful we are for life and for living.

In addition to fighting for life with my puppy, I found myself fighting with a family member who I have always wanted to be close with but felt so much anxiety concerning. We have a long history (family – duh! lol), so there was a lot for me to revisit. It was such an amazing opportunity for self-reflection and practicing being true to me. Every scathing detail was exquisitely delicious, as I learned that I am more confident in myself than ever before and that nothing that could be said by said family member could harm my tender innards. There were more amazing lessons than I could remember (processed and integrated!) or express (without boring you to pieces). We will just say that some of my deepest fears of life bounced off of me like rubber bullets :) In fact, so much of the negative judgments that I once held about myself and am aware from others, I am now able to embrace and see as a success :))

For example, what once felt slightly like I fail at romantic relationships, I now see as my success at holding together a rich and loving relationship while I could and being healthy enough to let it go when the time came for it. The fact that me and my last love still talk almost every day and can process things that come up together along the way tells me that I am very good at having healthy relationships :)) Go me! lol There were many other things that came up for me and for my beloved family member that had this same kind of “ah ha!” inspiring impact on me. It has left me on a total life high for a couple days now :)))))
Unclogging blockage in my life is liberating beyond words. I no longer have all that old stuff pooling and festering inside me in regards to this relationship, old outdated things that are irrelevant to this life that I have personally designed. Who knows what this relationship may be from this day forward, but I am excited to say in the very least it will be real and it will be present. Also, it inspires me in my ability to revisit some estrangement between my mom and I.

In the course of my deep and mucky week, Mother Earth decided to manifest her own deep and mucky growth. My heart goes out to Japan right now. I’ve missed most of the details, but I wanted to share something I read back when Australia had some serious flooding in January. It shifted my perspective on these kinds of things and on life in general. It was written by Wild Women on facebook, and I hope it helps you find peace and healing, too <3

“Birthing Woman. Waters break, gushing everywhere. Mess. Pain. Transition sets in. Out of control. Panic. Will I survive? Howling agony, please let this be over. The birth. Joy above joys. Relief! Time to clean up. Celebrate. Could it be the Mother is birthing? They called the Lockyear Valley flood an inland tsunami. …It feels like S…he is birthing and we are her midwives, whispering support, offering love and tender care. The birth was tough. And now the clean up. What is she birthing? Perhaps deeper heart connection between human beings, an opportunity to rebuild with ‘environmentally friendly’ as the key word, different approaches to building and farming. A clean start. We will gain more understanding as time passes what the bigger picture is. Meantime, for those caught in Her wake, those affected by her labour, we offer our tears. She is not revengeful, mean or unjust, just when we stand in her path we become part of Her journey.”


Birth Goddess

Read this poem on Ricki Lake’s ning site, called My Best Birth. It is by a woman named Cindy Collins:

BIRTH GODDESS
I am a birth goddess.
My body, the holder of life; cradled and caressed in my womb.
I am a birth goddess.
My skin radiates and glows,
my breasts full of milk so magical that man nor nature can duplicate.
I am a birth goddess.
My belly grows beyond boundaries seemingly impossible,
to accommodate this little stranger growing within.
I am a birth goddess.
Just as I know how to breathe, I know how to give birth.
I need not of your modern medicine or techniques,
they only interfere with the wisdom of my body.
I am a birth goddess.
My body and baby are perfectly in tune,
only they know the moment when birth will begin.
Not a minute too soon, not a minute too late.
I am a birth goddess.
My wonderful womb will bring down my baby,
on it’s own time; it does not adhere to clocks.
I am a birth goddess.
My body knows when and how to push,
even if I have never given birth before.
My intuitive birthing ability has been passed to me
through thousands of years and billions of women;
they are my sisters in birth.
I need no aide of your devices.
I am a birth goddess.
Bright lights only blind the very sensitive eyes of my baby,
loud noises scare him.
Have reverence for new life and a new mother.
I am a birth goddess.
My chest as warm as the sun,
waiting and ready for my baby.
My body alone can warm my baby to the perfect temperature.
I am a birth goddess.
My baby is ready to suckle,
I offer my breast.
My body possesses all the nourishment my baby will need.
I am a birth goddess.
I trust my body, I trust birth.
I believe birth is safe.
I am a birth goddess.

Homeschooling Single Mama to Three

In my attempt to be simple and to the point about why I am cutting back so much on my internet stuff, I feel like I didn’t clarify my reasons enough for my heart to feel my post was complete. I think my title of this post may capture the essence adequately for most, but I sure do love to elaborate <3

Homeschooling: Being a home-base schooling family, I have expectations for the experiences I want to provide for my children. I think the best gift I can give them is my absolute undivided attention, connection, skills about how to live with people and care for a home and everything/everyone in it. I need to be present for all of that. I’ve been missing so much, and so have my kids <3

Single: My kids only have me. The only dad in their life lives on the other side of the country and is but a phone call away, but still only a phone call away. I feel like, being a single mom, I have to give 200% toward parenting, but I feel like I have been giving less than 100, even. I’ve been absent. I owe my kids better, and I owe myself to be the parent I really want to be.

Mama: I L.O.V.E being a mama. It’s my favorite. I look forward to checking in on the anxieties that prevent me from living my favorites. Finding out I was going to be a mom was my initial inspiration in life, and it continues to inspire me to give my best and be successful in my endeavors.

to Three: I am so totally outnumbered LOL People sometimes ask me how I do it all (including the internet stuff), and the short answer is that I haven’t been. If I wasn’t embaressed I would say you should see my house (btw, it’s better now :)). With three kids, I’m already one arm short for family hugs, but it’s even harder when I have my iPhone in one hand :/

The good news, for you Dear Reader, is that my posts are going to be so much juicier, since they will come from a richer life, from a place inside me that will be needing more than ever to take advantage of the outlet I have before me. That’s a tall cup to fill :)) I welcome the challenge and hope we both look forward to the future <3


Creating a Legacy: Najaia’s Free Birth

This is the very long, raw, uncensored story of the birth of my 3rd child. This is cut and pasted from another venue, so if something doesn’t make sense, please ask for clarification…

I’m starting with “The Impact of Najaia’s Birth”, because it was what I wrote first…
Creating a Legacy: Najaia’s Birth (2nd Edition)

I wrote a version of Najaia’s birth the morning after she was born, and I am glad that I have it, but it was a part of a process of the birth, so the one I want to share now will include parts of that one that are relevant, but a more current understanding of her birth experience and how it has impacted me. Part of the process of her birth was learning just how much before and after the birth are parts of the birth experience, too. Birth is so much more than just a physical act of bringing a baby into the world. This is my third child, but I have learned so much from this experience, it’s hard to find the words… but I will try

This experience was more than just birth to me; it was life. It was the creation of a legacy of self-trust for my family, and it was raw and wild and real–it wasn’t the spiritual Zen experience, channeling birth goddesses and ancient ancestors, that I had hoped (although, apparently, it looked like it from the outside); it was a manifestation of real life: “the blood, the shit, the pain, the ecstasy, the sweetness, the glory” (excerpt from the poem, “I Am” by a freebirth sister on unassistedbirth.com). Each of those are so symbolic to this birth, and combined they tell a story:

The blood, to me, was the large amount of blood that I lost after the birth but trusted that I was fine concerning, and also the blood clots that I passed after birth that symbolize, to me, uncertainty and interdependence [I had thought they were the placenta coming out in pieces, so we called Kim, a fellow freebirth sister, and asked her what she thought I could do to get the placenta out–just to be clear, I was not concerned about the placenta coming out in pieces, but I just desired some added support on how to get it all out, but found out they were not the placenta but were blood clots, which I had been unaware of]–uncertainty and interdependence are indicative of life and I embrace them in a freebirth, especially because people think the only way to have a safe freebirth is if you know everything possible–it’s a little more realistic to not know everything, and I have found that is okay. The shit was SO raw, the raw part of life and birth–I was scared to “poop” while I was pushing (oh-so modest me) but overcame that QUICKLY (I laughed in the tub thinking how much I could care less about the shit, and I still laugh thinking about how embarrassed I thought I would be but how I ended up really feeling), and it was also the reason Kass changed her mind about climbing into the pool with me during the actual birth LOL. The pain–OH, I cannot express the pain that I was in, that I was not expecting, and what it meant, but I will get back to that. The ecstasy… I had a few contractions that were almost orgasmic, and I could TOTALLY see how birth could be orgasmic; it was amazing. The sweetness–well, she is sleeping on my lap nursing while I type this &lt;3 And the glory was the moment she was born, the moment I had given birth, and it is the power and the legacy of this birth.

This birth was empowering beyond measure (I keep realizing how deeply I was impacted by it), humbling, amazing, “no big deal”, momentarily scary, extremely challenging, and (the part I missed in the first edition of this) so very sacred. There was so much more pain than I had anticipated, and it had left me feeling, afterward, like I hadn’t “done as good” as I could have (1st edition), but I am over that now (2nd edition). I understand that there was SO much residual stuff, from the hardships and challenges in this pregnancy that I thought I was over but came up during the birth process, and I am actually proud of myself for how well I rose to the occasion over and over–from the mental workout of psyching myself through every single contraction, to tapping into my body to know what was happening and what I needed to do, and being able to still work at comforting my kids’ possible fears in between contractions. I fuckin’ rock, and at one point I told myself that a few times in between contractions The pain could have easily been more than I could handle, but I kept myself in alignment with my goals, and I am so proud of myself for that. I know why I had the pain–the push of wanting to give birth (I’d been in labor long enough, I wanted it to be time, so I mentally was pushing it) and the pull of not being ready (that residual stuff I was talking about earlier combined with the fear of more of the pain I was experiencing).

So, the experience was VERY mental and VERY physical. It really did hurt so bad (some people may say “duh” when they read this, but my labor and birth with Kassidy did not hurt at all–in fact, when Kass’ head was half-way out of me, I turned to my mom and said, “This is not as bad as they said it was going to be.”–I REALLY had anticipated and realistically could have expected no pain), and with every contraction I was processing a new issue–I couldn’t seem to get out of my head! It was very frustrating, which added to the stress and compounded the pain… not a good combination. It was challenging doing all that mental work and physically processing, too, during every contraction. I had chunks of contractions where I was at peace and it showed. Some contractions hurt a lot more than others; some you’d never know outwardly that I was having a contraction because it was so dealable. It wasn’t always the intensity of the contraction that determined how I could handle it; oftentimes it was just how clear my head was, which was usually hard to duplicate, and I never knew what to expect with the next one nor what direction it would take. (No wonder, combined with lack of sleep, after she was born it felt like a dream and actually took days for reality to settle in–I’d used everything I had and had nothing on reserves!) Another reason I am impressed with myself is that even with how mentally and emotionally vulnerable I was, when I was trying to figure out why I felt like I wasn’t dilating that last bit, I had a moment where my mind suggested maybe she was transverse, but I was able to tune-in to my body and know that wasn’t true, feel my belly and prove it, and be reassured that it was safe to trust my body and our journey. I never worried (or really even questioned) whether I could do this or if something was wrong–I am impressed with that fact, now that I realize those were/are people’s biggest fears about freebirth. Some mamas have called me a birthing goddess–I am OH-so flattered by that!!!! But I am not a goddess (it was my aspiration with my spiritual Zen hopes)–I am a human, and I understand why they say the gods envy us. This experience was something very mortal, which made it as empowering and impactful as it was.

A couple months ago, I had a very premature “reflection” of my freebirth: Part of me wants to exclaim, “I did it! I did it! I did it!” Another part wants to say, “Of course you did.” It is a dichotomy I have been very much feeling since Najaia’s birth. Some times or days I feel like I am just a fuckin’ freebirthin’ rockin’ mama… and some times or days it has felt so common and normal. I guess the part that feels so exhilarating is contextual: being able to get past that fear and mistrust this society embeds in us. Some of the cool stuff is stuff I would have done regardless of my “assistance status”, like the work, the processing, the listening to my body for direction and position… but the parts that were uniquely freebirth, like not knowing at any time how dilated I was and not having someone to tell me when I “could” push–they feel SO empowering to me (I LOVE LOVE LOVE that I was able to just BE with those parts of my labor, even if at some times I thought it could have been easier if someone had been able to just tell me), and yet, in another society, in another era, in another life, isn’t that just normal? Although I totally see how any woman is capable of freebirth, I completely understand that it is not for everyone, especially with the norm in this country of not trusting oneself (or Mother Nature) and of relying on external experts (I have dubbed myself an “inpert” since my first draft of this birth story, btw . Freebirth is not something that I did–it’s a bright red screaming thread in a tapestry I am weaving for my family and generations to come, a legacy of self-trust that I want to live and embed in my children (especially my future-birthing daughters). Freebirth was not the fairy tale I had dreamed it would be–it was hard, it was challenging, it was do-able… and I feel strong(er) because of it.

Since Najaia’s birth, I have felt a calling toward really being a freebirth advocate, and I am doing it through raising awareness–I love telling people about it, love knowing that I am “living proof” that this is a real, viable option for women and something they may want to consider (not that they HAVE to, but that they can), and I hope that I can help make a difference in a woman’s birth experience by sharing this, the way some very special mamas made this a reality in my life by sharing with me.

For the past few weeks, I keep having this clip from a song from the movie Brother Bear stuck in my head: “This has to be the most beautiful, the most peaceful place, I’ve ever been to. It’s nothing like I’ve ever seen before… When I think about how far I’ve come, I can’t believe it…but I see it.” I woke up with that in my mind the early morning after Najaia’s birth, when I was looking at my 3 sleeping children in my bed. Wow… There were all these things that I had wondered about and looked forward to, during my pregnancy, and now they are happening, and it is just surreal. I am in awe, just stuck in the moment and in love with the big picture, thinking, “This is my life.” This is such a beautiful amazing adventure. It is a kind of peculiar relief that my family is complete–like now the real adventure begins! I have this darling little baby and my amazing toddler and my spunky pre-teen (she just informed us last night that this is what she is, at age 10). We are a rad family Life is good stuff. My body feels amazing–funny what “losing” 20+ pounds overnight does for one’s energy level and such. Noble and I went to the park yesterday (Najaia was in the sling I made for her the night before), and we just played and had fun, and I feel like I can be the mama I want to be now–now that I am not big pregnant in the middle of a heat wave. It feels like a whole new lease on life, though! I can get my house done, and I can get us out of the house to do things exciting! I am just so excited that I can finally participate in life, rather than be looking forward to it I feel like my body is my own, because I am not having anymore babies. I am grateful for all the parenting and sustainability research I did, because I am ready to live it. I gave birth to Najaia, but I feel like I gave new birth to me, too. I am on a freebirthin’ mama high!

Now the actual story:
My birth story actually starts years before. I had my daughter when I was 20, and I didn’t feel ready at that time to have a homebirth (honestly, I just hadn’t explored it enough, and couldn’t afford a midwife), but I knew that I wanted to have one later. With my son, we lived in an apartment, and I was afraid of the sound factor (if I knew how AMAZING a homebirth was, I wouldn’t have worried about that fact, but also, once again, we couldn’t have afforded a midwife). When I got pregnant with my 3rd and last child, I knew this had to be a homebirth…. but, again, I could not afford a midwife. I had heard of unassisted childbirth (UC), and although it felt like something I could embrace as a birth option, I just couldn’t imagine it for myself. However, when I found that I could not afford a midwife, a friend (celticreverie) mentioned it, and in explaining why I didn’t feel comfortable with it (mostly, that I needed someone to lean on during the birth, that I was not concerned about problems because I knew my body grew and birthed healthy babies), I realized that I was much more okay with it than I had originally thought. I started doing some research on it, and I realized the potential for empowerment that it held [in fact, anyone who has read The Continuum Concept–I just realized that it ended up feeling like I was fulfilling my “continuum” and continuing to develop healthfully–gawd, I wish I had done this sooner]. Not only did I find the empowerment aspect of it, but I first learned just how safe and responsible it was. In fact, I fully believe that it is the safest option for normal birth, because without some “expert” in the room, the mother assumes her rightful role as expert of her bosy and birth, and can fully atune herself to her body and her baby and their birth path. So, I planned an unassisted home birth in water for this birth. (I also had planned on having a waterbirth for both of my children and was unable to for whatever reason, so I was determined with this one to have my water.)

On Wednesday, September 2nd, I started feeling contractions, but I didn’t realize they were contractions (just that I felt pressure in my pelvis/cervix) until that night when I was posting something on CafeMom, titled “Not-quite Contractions”. I’d probably had about 10 of them throughout the day, but it was during that post that I decided to feel my belly and realized that it was rock-hard: a contraction! I texted my friend, Sandy (who I had met here on CafeMom about 2 years prior to this birth and my sister, who were both going to attend the birth, just to let them know I was aving contractions and would let them know in the morning how I felt. I went to sleep that night expecting to labor all the next day and give birth that night, like had happened with my previous birth. I felt the contractions through the night while I dreamt of being wrapped in the blessings and love of the mamas I have grown so close to, from the CafeMom “group” I started, The Radical Mamas’ Tribe–we call it the Tribe, and that is where/how I had met and knew Sandy (she had come down to visit a couple times before the birth).

I woke up the next morning (Thursday, Sept 3) still having contractions. They felt intense because there was an edge of pain in them (I think that was because they were inactive contractions), so I called Sandy and she began making the necessary arrangements to come down (it was a 3-hour drive). In the meantime, I called to check on the status of my pool I ordered over the weekend with the intention of birthing in. I had called Tuesday (the day I was supposed to have received it) and they had said it was shipped out, so I had intended to get the tracking number so I could contact Fed Ex and find out where it was to pick it up from them, but the company I ordered it from told me that it had not been shipped out yet, which meant there was NO way I was going to get it delivered that day. I became very upset and stressed out–a real mess. My contraction stalled and died down as I made arrangements and prepared for the 3 hour round-trip to go get it from their warehouse inland in the desert in the middle of a heat wave that was breaking records all over the county… ugh. We used the A/C, though, and it ended up being kind of a nice relief (I had been stressing about the kids bickering most of the day, and my brother volunteered to drive me to get the pool), but I can count on one hand how many times I had a contraction for the rest of the day and night. Sandy had shown up while we were off getting the pool, so we just took the rest of the day to enjoy each other’s company and have fun with the kids (she has a son a week younger than Noble, my 2 1/2 year old son). As the sun started to set and my conractions had not picked up, I was stating to feel very bad that I had called Sandy to come down too early, but she assured me that she was going to stay until the birth and that her husband back at home had told her the baby would not be born until the next week–SOOO not funny LOL Sandy was SO awesome–she spoiled Kass and I with home-grown sprouts (which Kass loved so much and Sandy later sent Kass a book on how to grow her own and a couple packages of starter packs!) and other raw and healthy foods She LOVES us and took such good care of us &lt;3 I cannot begin to describe the bond I feel toward this loving *sister* I am blessed to have in my life &lt;3 Our kids get adore each other, too &lt;3

So, Sandy had pumped up the pool so it would ready when we were, and that night my 10-year-old daughter, Kassidy, filled it with warm water while I posted my birth affirmations around the bathroom. When the pool was done, we climbed in together and talked about birth and just connected with each other. Kass asked if she could be in the pool when I birthed Najaia and if she could cut the cord (something I was really looking forward to doing, since I hadn’t gotten to with my first 2, but felt it was more important to give that gift to Kassidy), and of course I said yes. She asked me about one of my birth affirmations, “I am creating a legacy of childbirth”, and I had the honor of explaining what a legacy is and how I was starting one (since my own mother had been intervened with until they would not give her more time to birth naturally and then conned into repeat c-sections). [An amazing part about this extraordinary bonding experience was when I realized the next day that this WAS part of that legacy ]

The next morning (Friday, Sept 4), I woke up and felt 2 really great contractions. They didn’t have that pain-edge, and I realized that they were active and that the other ones had been inactive. I was SO excited about these contractions because I could feel that they were the real deal, that they were going to do the job for me, and as I continued to have thm throughout the day (albeit few &amp; far between), they gave me confidence in my pain-manageable birth–I was able to completely let go of my fear of pain completely (this was my biggest fear because Noble’s birth had been so painful, followed by my fear of my reservations of bringing a 3rd child into the world impacting the speed and progress of my birth, followed by my fear of people distracting me from focusing on my birth and me getting irritated and interrupting my flow, followed by my fear of pooping during pushing with my friend there and a video camera on it). By this point, my younger sister and I had talked and she realized she was not going to be able to come for the birth because of work and needing to sleep. It was just going to be me, Sandy, and the kids (my brother took off at first whiff of birth–he doesn’t handle his loved ones in pain very well at all and left when we got back with the pool to his friend’s place until the day after Najaia was born). Also, I had been losing my mucus plug for the past day or so, and I even had it on the last tissue I used befoe giving birth.

As the sun went down, the contractions had not progressed, and I was starting to stress about how anyone can give birth with a toddler (the distraction and responsibility). My house was a disaster, so I had straightened up my room then went downstairs and started doing some serious cleaning in the kitchen and living room, which REALLY kicked my contractions up. I went upstairs and nursed Noble to sleep, then cleaned my bathroom really good (I had taken the birth affirmations down earlier), emptied the pool that the boys had been playing in and out of all day, then took a shower and doned my birth garb (lol) of a white tank top and a sarrong and my BlessingWay necklace which had beena gift from my fellow Tribesisters, and then I relaxed in bed (maybe this was when I nursed Noble to sleep?). The contractions were coming really good and each contraction made me very happy I actualy even had a couple of contractions that were on the verge of being orgasmic, and I thought, “This is going to be great.” I went ahead and got up and started to re-prepare my birth shrine–I set up the birth affirmations (this time, I put one type on one wall and another type on another wall–can’t explain what the “types” were, just that there were different themes to them) and put the candles and my Gaia statue on the counter, then did a video for Najaia showing her my birth shrine, then tried to fill the pool but could not lift the heavy buckets, so I had to go wake Sandy and ask her if she could fill it (I felt bad waking her up, because it was just after midnight and the last of the kids had just fallen asleep and she had just laid down to rest her eyes, but she just jumped right up and gladly filled it). I laid back down in the bed, but it did NOT feel as comfortable this time. I struggled to get comfortable and just focus on allowing my contractions to come and open me up to birth my baby. I had my eyes closed and when I opened them I saw Sandy lighting the candles and turning off the lights She had asked me how warm I wanted the water, and we agreed she could fill it up most of the way and then once I got it, finish it off to my temperature needs (that heat wave had left me skeptical that I would want hot water). By the time I climbed in, heat sounded like it would feel good and I was having back pains (probably from all the cleaning, but I thought she was posterior, which she could have been), so Sandy poured the last few bucketfuls of hot water straight onto my back, which felt DIVINE!

In the water, I felt most comfortable sitting back on my heels with my knees spread far apart, and then I would lean forward onto my hands during a contraction and focus so much on opening up. My big thing was opening up–every visualization was about opening, and I also visualized her coming down through a turtleneck sweater (the cervix stretching). Sandy put on my CD (Ray Linch’s Deep Breakfast), and I just sat in my pool and *was* (irregular form of the verb “to be”) with my labor and impending birth. Sandy was sitting back updating our friends via Facebook with he iphone (which she had been doing since she got there and continued to do throughout the birth path). At one point during this time, I remember watching Sandy on the floor petting and just totally loving on my cat, Sabastian, who hadn’t come upstairs for weeks during the heat wave, but obviously knew something was going on–I remember watching how wonderful Sandy was with Bash and thinking I could not possibly love this woman any more than in this moment–boy, was I wrong!!! I really didn’t want to have back labor and I thought it was because she was posterior (Kass had been posterior, so I “knew” posterior baby meant back labor, and she had been posterior all through my third trimester), so Sandy rubbed some herbally-medicinal oil on my lower back, giving me a massage. I decided I wanted to get down on all fours and wiggle my butt my in the air to get her to turn so I could have a comfortable remaining labor, but since the kids were on my bed, I decided to use my brother’s (sorry, Ben LOL). I climbed up on all fours and started rolling my butt and hips around in circles, and it felt sooooooooooooo good. This was when I started having to vocalize. I ahd to go to the bathroom (which happened often), so I got up and went into my brother’s bathroom, but a contraction started (they were erratic and inconsistant through my whole labor–just like with Noble’s labor), so I just stood rolling my hips in a wide circle. As I was rolling my hips in circles, I imagined each circle sweeping around the edges of my cervix opening it wider and wider. It felt so good that after I left the bathroom, we set up the vinyl tablecloth on the floor with towels on it, and I did that and walked around in circles for quite a while. Sandy started videotaping, so we got a lot of footage of this time &lt;3

The vocalization at this point was low groans and “hah hah hah”s and “mah mah mah”s, and at this place in my labor, I was doing it as kind of a chanting affirmation: “I want this baby, I want this baby, I want this baby” sounded like “hah hah hah hah, hah hah hah hah, hah hah hah hah”. Sandy brought me a glass of ice for my water and a tuperware of freshly cut watermelon (my favorite food–she knew this &lt;3). She was so unobtrusive about it, too, just slipped in and made only enough sound to let me know what she had done so I could partake in it. I did the circles for a while, then went into the bathroom (my brother’s bathroom, as my toilet was inaccesable from the pool), where Bash followed me. It hurt so bad to even just try to sit down, and I had almost no breaks in between contractions, which were hurting soooo bad. I felt bad, but I was pushing Bash away–in the meantime, Sandy had come back upstairs and was looking for me (I saw this on the video LOL) and she found me and took Bash out of the room.

I went back in the room and climbed back into the tub (and wished the water could be a bit deeper so I could submerge my back). I was aware of few *times* (as in clock) during my labor, but I know it was around 4:40 when I felt like I was about 2 contractions away from being ready to push. We called a dear mutual friend of our’s from the Tribe, Stardove, who wanted to be on speakerphone when I pushed, and we woke Kass up. I had felt like I was so close to pushing, and maybe I had been, but once I was a coupe cntractions deeper I felt like I wasn’t completely-completely dilated because I didn’t feel open enough and when I tested pushing, it didn’t feel like I felt like it should. This was when the labor started to get painful and serious. Sometimes my legs were shaking, like they did when I was pushing with Noble (and probably Kass). Every contraction was a struggle between wanting to just give birth already and being afraid of having the new baby–I was having trouble surrendering, and also afraid of the pain if I surrendered because it was hurting so much already. So, for the next 2 ours-ish, I tried to visualize and complete opening up, as I rode through the very painful contractions and softly “hah hah hah” pushed when I felt compelled, to sustain me–sometimes my body felt compulsive about wanting to just clamp down and push, but the soft pushes satisfied that urge and didn’t hurt as bad as trying to actually push did. I was getting louder and louder with my vocalizations, but the boys were still sleeping not 5 feet away, so I couldn’t have been THAT loud. At one point I got very vocal and during a contraction I yelled at my cervix to open with a loud deep moan. For more depth on the mental stuff during this time, read “The Impact of Najaia’s Birth”.

As soon as Kass had woken up, I felt the need to not freak her out, to give her an experience she wouldn’t be afraid to repeat someday, so when she told me that it looked like it hurt, I explained that it was just hard work. that’s all. Also, I found myself being the comic relief at times, like once after a pretty intense “hah hah hah” contraction, I turned to Kass and said, “This is pretty funny stuff, huh?” We all laughed (even Stardove on the phone), but I couldn’t use that sound for a few more contractions, because I was afraid it would be funny and I would laugh which would hurt and I’d crack and lose it. This was also when I started feeling empowered. I was saying freebirth rocked and that I fuckin rocked I asked them to read some of the birth afirmations, and I was REALLY feeling one in particular (it was an excerpt from a poem by a fellow freebirthing sister, called, “I Am”): “the blood, the shit, the pain, the sweetness, the ecstasy, the glory” (from memory–hopefully I got them right and in the right order!). That one was SO profound for me (which I explain more of in my “Impact” part of this birth story). We videotaped part of this time, but realized we were running out of videotape, so we turned it off to save room for the actual birth. I also remember, during this time, searching my birth affirmations for some inspiration to help me through these contractions, but they were SO not applicable – hahaha. The pain felt like too much. Also, at one point, I kept feeling up inside of me to see if I could feel how dilated I was (I am SO uneducated on this–didn’t even know what was my cervix! so that didn’t help) or if I could feel the head, but I couldn’t. Se I rested my hand at the opening of my yoni and welcomed my baby to come down. I kept saying, “I welcome you.” I think it was around this time that I started to realize how contrary I was actually feeling to this, that I was actually still quite scared of bringing her into the world, so I tried to process this and work through it so I could very much welcome her into the world.

Around 6am, I was having a contraction when Sandy and I heard Kass say, “Hi, Nobi.” I freaked out in the middle of that contraction and was starting to really stress, but Kass was a PRO with him! In fact, I found peace again through chanting, “He’s fine, he’s fine, he’s fine” with “hah hah, hah hah, hah hah”s, and those were some of my easiest contractions to ride. Noble’s presence REALLY required me to “rise to the parenting occasion” to not freak him out. I smiled a lot during contractions and was very affectionate and told him I was having his baby sister (he watched birth videos with us, so I figured he knew what I meant) and invited him to join in on my “hah hah hah”s or “heh heh heh”s or whatever vowel fit. At one point during a contraction, Noble turned the volume knob on the music up REALLY loud and I couldn’t help but yelp loudly in surprise and pain (my poor ears, and my poor contraction)–he ran off down the hall and was crying My poor little dude &lt;3 That was tied for “worst contraction” with the second half of the one when Noble woke up. I was alright, though… we all were. When I got up again to stand and roll my hips in circles (I was getting desperate for my cervix to finish opening, so I could birth already), I asked him if he wanted to dance with me.

I can’t remember if I got back into the pool again and was just so miserable, but I hit a point where I was tired of the painful contractions and just wanted to be done. I climbed up on the bed and did the all-fours booty wiggle, begging the baby to roll over. Noble climbed up onto the bed next to me wanting to nurse! Then I got back into the pool, and either shortly after or immediately decided to start pushing. Part of me felt like I wasn’t all the way dilated, but a bigger part felt like I was far enough and didn’t care at that point. The first couple pushes HURT (I was probably forcing the last of my cervix to open or get out of the way), but the pushing felt GREAT and soooooo right (after those first couple). Around this time, Sandy’s son, Eli, woke up, and so the boys were off playing, requiring Sandy and often Kassidy, so I was mostly pushing alone. It took a few contractions before I felt the head move down into the birth canal, and I yelled, “Head!” Sandy and Kass came running over and I think I told them it wasn’t out yet, that I had just felt it inside of me (the reason I say I “think” is because Stardove did not hear me say anything–she thought the head was out and panicked a bit when she wasn’t born in the next couple minutes… Yes, Stardove had remained on the phone for the whole 2 hours!!!!!). Pushing is the best part of labor–you can do something with the energy inside of you (channel it), the time in-between contractions is a real break, and it means it is almost time to hold your baby! Also, for me, it meant being totally out of my head (I had been mentally processing stuff I can’t quite put into words with each contraction–more details in my “Impact” part).

During this time, I kept feeling for the baby’s head, and the first time I felt it was absolutely amazing!!!! I called for Sandy and Kass, and Sandy went to get the camera. Kass was standing there smiling so big. I couldn’t take my hands off her head–I felt something on it and was trying to figure out what it was… “HAIR! She has hair! Oh my god, she has a LOT of hair!!!” Kass got very excited about this, and I asked if she wanted to feel. She looked at the condition of the water (remember my fear about pooping in the water, well I got over that fear fast) and said she would wait–hahaha. I couldn’t stop feeling the baby’s hair It was time to push again, and Sandy was there with the camera. Kass was trying to work the video camera (Sandy helped her set it up). It was still pretty dark in the enclosed bathroom and Kass was telling Sandy to take more pics because the flash helped the videocamera to see. I pushed hard to get the head out, and I was rubbing and stretching out my yoni so that I wouldn’t tear. It seemed like I sat there for a long time with the head out–Sandy was taking a ton of pics. And then it was time to push again, and I pushed HARD to get the body out. She floated up face-down. I caught her, turned her over, and pulled her up to me. She was born at 7:01am.

[The afterbirth parts may be slightly out of order.] As soon as I looked in her eyes, I thought how gorgeous they were and the name Kadara jumped out at me, but I pushed it away because I don’t want it to be her first name, but her middle–this all took a split second. I was immediately amazed with how beautiful she was (funny how amazing it is to finally see what she looks like after wondering for so long, you know?). We called for Noble and told him that he had a baby sister–he wanted to climb into the pool with me, and I did’t deny him. I kept commenting on the fact that she had so much hair. Kass was amazed by the birth and said something like, “You just had a baby, and all you can talk about is her having hair?” (Both my babies were bald, so this was amazing to me!) Noble had taken off his diaper and climbed into the pool, and Kass was crying in amazement, saying this was the happiest she had ever been in her life. Someone handed me the blanket I had set aside to wrap her in, and I remmbered we needed to sterilize the scissors to cut the cord, so I asked Sandy if she wouldn’t mind doing that. Noble and I marvelled at her up close, and Kass from a short distance. I told Noble that she came out of my yoni, and a little bit later he asked if we could put her back–it was so funny because that is such a typical older sibling question, even if he meant it more factually than that he was sick of her and wanted her to go back now.

I was having some cramps and the urge to push, but when I pushed the cord was still going up inside of me. I pushed about 3 times. I asked Sandy to call a fellow freebirthing friend of our’s from the Tribe, because I thought it was the placenta coming out in pieces, and so I wanted some ideas from her as to what I could do to make sure and get all of the pieces out (I was not worried about it being in pieces, because it was only a problem if all the pieces didn’t come out), especially the piece where the cord was attached! Kim suggested that it wasn’t the placenta coming out in pieces but blood clots–they were VERY large blood clots and lots of them, but they came out. Sandy and Kim somehow got disconnected, but I was okay. I laid in the pool with Najaia for ahile waiting for the placenta to come out and dozing off between those painful freakin afterpains–it hurt to try to sit up, so we just laid there and rested. At some point, we called my mom to tell her the baby was born. At about 8:00, we decided to go ahead and cut the cord. We tied it off with a string MB (a fellow Tribesister) had sent for another purpose for Najaia, but I hadn’t gotten it in time, and then Sandy shielded Najaia’s skin while Kass cut the cord At this point, I was ready to get out of the water.

Kass grabbed a new, dry blanket for the baby, and I handed Najaia to Kass, who had wanted to be the second one to hold her, while I climbed into the shower. Once in the shower, I gave a tiny push and the placenta fell out. Kass got me a bag to put it in. I washed up in the shower, got out and got dressed, and climbed into bed. Sandy was holding the baby, so I took the opportunity to nurse Noble, who fell asleep immediately. I then scooted Noble over, got Najaia back from Sandy, and nursed her. We both dozed off for a few minutes. My mom showed up with delicious food for everyone. Life felt unreal at that point–between the lack of sleep, hard work, adrenaline and hormones and goodness-knows what else…
I can’t remember the details of the rest of the day, but I was awake for most of the day during visits and also slept during some of those same visits. I cannot begin to express how supported I was during this birth and shortly thereafter (in no particular order, except the first 2):

Sandy, foremost, who put her life on hold, drove 3 hours to me, pampered me with amazing food and even better companionship &lt;3, and was prepared to keep her life on hold and patiently wait for Najaia’s birth. She was the perfect birth companion–completely unobtrusive, perfectly responsive, helpful in all the right ways, and documented most of the labor and got the most amazing pics of the delivery and afterward. She emptied the tub and tidied up and brought me some laundry soap. Even though she was EXHAUSTED, she waited until Annette came before she left. She is beyond amazing! Every moment I just kept thinking, I love you more than I did a moment ago &lt;3 My mom used to ask us, when we were kids, “Have I told you recently how much I love you?” Every time I was overwhelmed with love and thankfulness for her, I asked her this (even after she had left and I couldn’t stop thinking about her).

Kass ROCKS! She was so amazing to bond with during this time, and I am SO grateful at how voluntarily helpful she was (filling the tub, helping with Noble when I woke up, holding the baby whenever I needed to get up and do something).

Stardove stayed on the phone for over 2 hours listening to my birth experience. She also kept the Tribe updated on the details for days, by stalking Sandy’s Facebook account. During those days, she was so excited that she attached her laptop to her hip, stayed up until she couldn’t keep her eyes open anymore, and waited with baited breath &lt;3

Many Tribesisters were stalking the posts, sending Blessings and energy through various forms, and pasted poems for her birth &lt;3 So much love &lt;3

Karina got me the gas cards so I could go get my pool and a card signed by loved ones at my old school (even went to 3 different stores to find a card with a mixed baby on it), and came over the day of her birth and helped and stuck around and talked &lt;3

My mom brought us all crepes for breakfast (along with food for the fridge for later) and posted a very sweet status message on MySpace about having an abnormally darling new granddaughter.

My sister came over and brought food for us to eat later and yummies for the time Her boyfriend took Noble outside to play for a while, so he could get some energy out and fresh air and such.

Annette came over for a few hours, and we talked for a little while, and then I got some rest.

It was amazing…..


Deep Cleaning My Internet Life

It was inevitable. All this soulful deep cleaning, minimalism, simplicity, beautifying. I am going to take everything out of the “internet area of my life” and see what really needs to be put back in to live a whole, organic, natural, family-oriented life.

Currently, that is meaning that I have deleted all other blogs I started (most of you, Dear Readers, don’t even know what I am talking about, because I didn’t have the time and energy to grow them, so I hadn’t publicized them — but the next few posts will be stuff I had been keeping there). I want this blog to be more wholistic — I can’t divide up and sterilize the bits of me and my life any more than I can do it with academic subjects, and I don’t need to try to. This blog is now everything. Hope you like all of me, because all of me is going to be in one place :)) I am going to pour all of me into this one place — pictures, reflections on life and self, updates/snapshots of my family’s life, information and inspiration I may come across. This place is going to be geared toward connecting with friends and family I am already in touch with, and for meeting new ones.

It is also meaning that I am not going to follow the blogs of strangers anymore. They are beautiful, often inspiring. So is my life, and I have been missing it. For every thing I read on someone else’s blog, I could be spending that time with my children or my home or my animals, or finding that in myself and for myself. I need living my life to be where my center of gravity is (thank you, Kristin, for that befitting analogy). This means I will be following the blogs of people I already know and love, to stay connected with them. However, I am not going to get them sent to my email box or read them through Google Reader — I am going to visit them every night, because I find that I am less likely to respond and REALLY connect if it means I have to take extra steps to do so (I’m so sensitive to barriers).

I am going to use Facebook for only 2 reasons: to share my latest blog post and to read select friends’ and familys’ statuses and see pictures, to stay connected and continue to cultivate connections already in place (especially if they don’t have a blog I can follow). Everything I have been doing there I will be doing here now (sharing pics and details of our life).

I am going to unsubscribe to everything that comes to my mailbox (except updates on local groups I am a part of), because there isn’t a thing they can offer me that is worth the time it takes to read about it instead of spending time with my family and living it.

I realized that I use the internet for 3 basic reasons: I am insatiably lonely, I don’t trust myself, and I escape the anxieties that come from living. Big surprise — the internet is not long-term fixing any of these things.

Even the amazing connections I have made via internet leaves me with a hole in my heart because I want to share a backyard with you, and all of you are spread across the country which makes sharing a backyard even closer to impossible (unless everyone wants to uproot their lives and come live on the land I want to buy to start a Tribe — I WILL do this one day in the not too distant future).

Continuing to search out and listen to the voices of others when I have a question or think I am interested in something is not cultivating self-trust, and skipping from step 2 (hmmm, I think I might want to handle this differently) to step 8 (this is how you do it) doesn’t feel like living from the inside out — it’s taking so long to put this stuff into practice because I missed all the steps in the middle because I didn’t live it all. I have just replaced all the “shoulds” in my life from more mainstream ones to more alternative ones — but there are still voices dictating how I should interact with my children, with other people, with the earth, with my home. I need to quiet the other voices so I can hear my own.

Anxieties. So much stuff from my history bubbles to the surface during the day — boredom, frustration, helplessness… So, I grab the closest screen. I want to sit with it, feel it, think about it, follow it, wonder about it and see if it flavors anything else in life. Inside out. Shoving anxiety down doesn’t make it go away, and neither does ignoring it.

I need to figure a lot out. This blog will end up being the conduit between my life and the expression of it. I am an innately expressive being. So, here I am. And I’m off to live life now….


Updates and Tidbits

You may have noticed what seems to be some random posting today (and lots of it!). I am cleaning out another blog I had and posting some of it as new and some of it as archived (stuff from my journey, not info :)) I have updated the tabs at the top of the page as well, so check ’em out and provide feedback if you feel so inspired… Here are a few goodies that didn’t need a whole post to each of themselves :)

We are a radical unschooling family, which is the umbrella term that describes our style of self-initiated natural learning about all aspects of life. It flavors everything in our life, from our family interaction style to personal interests. It determines the ins and outs of our daily life and our grander plans for our future. We are also a consensual living family, so we strive toward mutually-met harmony. Our family interaction style emphasizes keeping each member’s internal compass intact, through trust, connection, authenticity, creativity, and lots of self-reflection.

And

I think it was Dayna Martin who shared that instead of thinking of her home as a museum, it was a workshop, a playground, a studio… This has really helped me to feel comfortable in my home. Now, when I look around, instead of seeing mess that makes my skin itch like nails on a chalkboard, I see a workshop, where clutter and mess and disaster, even, is expected and accepted. I still would like it to be clean (ideally, I want to clean dirt during the day and straighten up at night before bed), but I am completely embracing of it in whatever state it is in now. One simple word: workshop; and my whole perspective on a huge issue in my life changes. Amazing…

And

Daily Affirmation. I thought this might be a wonderful way to start off each day. I got it off the Rethinking Everything Conference e-mail update:

I am here for this and much more.
I am here knowing nothing & embracing it all.
I give my self fully in service, not because it is good or right but because it is what I want.
This is not a task but a dance, a dance that I love. I am ready.

And

Strewing is one of my favorite unschooling concepts. Strewing is the act of introducing new things into life – it is like tossing new things into a child’s path (and your own), and sometimes they lead to deeper interests in them. Some examples could be going to a museum, picking up some books from the library and leaving them somewhere in their view, going to a park day with a new group, making a food dish from another country, seeing a movie, getting cable, etc. The things is, though, to not get attached to the outcome of a child being interested in going further with it. It is just doing it for the sake of doing it. I trust that if my child is “meant” to learn more about it, they will show interest, and we can go from there.

One of the main reasons I love the concept of strewing is because I don’t feel so much pressure. I feel very comfortable with a seperateness of “our stuff” and “new stuff”, which helps me to prioretize my energy. For me, organizing life in this way really helps me to not over-commit, which I do SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much. And then I can add a thing here or there and see if it takes, then incorporate it into our life before moving on to find another opportunity for strewing :)

**I have just started to see something else as strewing: my experience and opinions and whatever I have to offer my kids. So, when something happens that provides opportunity for me to talk, I understand that my POV is an opportunity for strewing :)

And

(from a yahoo group — author not me) Is there anything that happened to you when you were the same age as your son? It is common for your painful memories from your childhood to surface screaming for you to notice and integrate and release them when your child is the age you were when it happened.

And

The mental state called worrying is dreaming while we are awake.

Our worries also cause us to experience fear, anger, and grief.

Yet, when we extract ourselves from this mental daydream and examine our thoughts objectively, we perceive a worry as it is: A thought about something not yet occurred.

Therefore, a worry is an illusion; it contains no substance.

However, because of our inherent creative abilities, when we entertain a particular worry long enough, when it becomes a repetitive loop in our inner dialog, at some point on our timeline it manifests as an actual physical circumstance.

Why? Because worrying is a powerful prayer.

–Michael Brown

And

Posted on another group, I wanted to share how this phrase can be used as a tool. The phrase, “I love myself unconditionally” does not move me the way “What would it be like if I loved myself unconditionally?” Wow. I get flooded with possibilities with the second. So wanted to share this tool :)

And

“How much of your day is consumed by what you perceive you have to do? Rules you think you have to follow? Games you believe you have to play? What can you do to get out from under it all? QUIT! It’s the one choice we never seriously consider. Quit something you feel you must do and you’ll soon discover that you never had to do it in the first place. In the process you’ll discover what you really want to do. By letting go, you’ll experience the genuine fullness and vitality of truly living. Quitting is an easy read and it will free you in all aspects of your life.” — Jerry Stocking


Joy in All

I have a dear Internet acquaintance who was diagnosed with cancer and continued on her journey toward understanding and sutuating herself and life in her new context. I met her closer toward the end of that chapter, and I found that when people expressed sorrow toward her, it wasn’t a part of her story. She felt (it seemed to me — and I want to get this accurate) like she found joy and self discovery in this new chapter and was able to transform feelings of pity and fear and such.

So, I keep thinking, what an amazing opportunity that ended up bringing her, and how can I relate this to other “hardships” in life? I am one who has not wished for lack of heartache for my kids’ futures, and have been slowly building this to apply to other hurt.

When I think of my own life, it has been the hurt that has gotten me moving in some areas and made me stronger and given me purpose and passions. Do I wish for a hurt-free life for my kids? No. Not that I am going to purposely cause them pain.

Do I wish my loved ones didn’t experience pain? Um, no — in this context, I am sure you understand that is not meant to be mean lol. Such growth comes from whatever we feel!!!

So, I want to be WITH someone, connect with them, but not feel sorry for them or want anything to change for them (they will direct their own change).

Joy in pain and hardship? Interesting…

Btw, one of the biggest struggles with this has been trying to find what to “wish” people lol. Isn’t that funny? :)


AP and EC

AP = Attachment Parenting
EC = Elimination Communication

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Written early 2010

Immunization

I believe that the choice of how to immunize one’s child or not is completely up to the parent, because it basically comes down to the parent’s values of what they feel is safest; immunization happens in more ways than just vaccinating, too, which can be important to know. I hope that this discussion can keep that fact in mind, so that we can remain respectful of each parent’s choice for safety of their child. Some parents know where they stand and why, but some are unsure and want information. I think even more important information for those parents than whether *to* or *not to* vaccinate, is what things to take into consideration when making these decisions for their children. I chose to not vaccinate my children at all, because I have a strong faith in nature, so this information will lean toward that bias in some areas because I don’t hold pro-vax values–I DO, however, value choices.

First of all, I want to mention that the choices are more than just *to* or *not to* vaccinate–some parents chose to selectively vaccinate (only use some vaccinations, rather than every one routinely recommended), space them out (not clump vaccinations together–this can prove especially important in the event of a problem, because you will know exactly which one caused the problem), or delay them (use a later schedule than routinely recommended).

And here are a few things to keep in mind, so you know why it is important to make these choices:

First of all, we do not know the long-term effects of current vaccinations, since they are relatively new to humanity, and we are constantly learning new things about what we messed up by doing in the past, like having mercury in past vaccinations–what may they find next?

Also, the business of researching, making, and distributing vaccinations is just that, a business, and a big business at that. Please be aware of what that means to so many people who trust that they are making and distributing these vaccinations purely for our safety. Not to say that there isn’t an element of caring for us, but big businesses also have other objectives, and this undermines my trust, personally. Doctors’ offices get visited by companies that make and sell vaccinations, in an attempt to push to get more vaccinations used, and doctors get perks for selling them. Not to say that all doctors are pro-vaccinations because of the money, but it does make the matter something I would want to make sure of, especially since doctors are trained in the medical model of health and so it seems to me that they have a bias toward accepting vaccinations.

I have read that some of the diseases that children are given vaccinations for are so rare in our country that it is almost impossible to assess the risk of a child getting them. So, research very carefully what diseases kids are being vaccinated for and the history of the vaccine–many vaccines are given for diseases that used to just be something kids got (reminds me of the flu vax and the chicken pox vax they do now)–and often maybe the risk of vaccinating is more scary than the disease itself (we hear such horrible statistics and symptoms of diseases that are routinely immunized against, but they also say those same things about the flu or cold, etc.–get accurate info and think how THIS disease could impact someone with a healthy immune system), or maybe getting the disease has benefits? Some believe that diseases that are overcome actually boost the immune system, but if we deny the body from experiencing them, we don’t get that boost. Something else to think about, when understanding specific diseases.

Mothering Magazine’s July-August 2009 issue has a GREAT article about vaccinations, if anyone is interested. A lot of the info that I am talking about, they talk about in there. This can be an exhaustive subject, but there are just a cpuple more things I want to mention…

Research HOW the immune system works concerning disease and what happens when a person gets an immunization for a disease. Chiropractors usually have good information on this, because they tend to value natural health.

Also, even though they can’t prove that vaccinations cause autism, they also can’t prove that it doesn’t. I have heard many stories from parents who truly believe that it was vaccinations that caused their child to have autism. The thing about “proving” is that you can only PROVE something is caused by something through doing an experiment, but it is unethical to try to give children autism, so an experiment will never happen–same with smoking *causing* cancer; they will never be able to PROVE it because it is unethical to do, but after too much time, we believe this is the case. And it’s not just mercury that some parents believe caused their child’s autism–some found neurological seizures or alergic reactions… This is definately something to keep in mind.

These are all reasons I have found to be aware about why it is important to make informed choices regarding vaccinations. I hope that more people will add to this discussion, because there is so much more to say.

Family Bed/Co-sleeping

Here is some info I have collected on the benefits of cosleeping. Please forgive the “fact-ness” of it – it is copied and pasted from other sources.

Defying centuries of ancestral wisdom and common practice, today’s medical experts raise doubts in young parents about the safety of sleeping with their babies. This advice flies in the face of the fact that most of the world’s parents sleep with their babies and always have. It’s the way of our species. The assumption that one needs a separate room and a separate bed to safely raise a baby is elitist. There’s nothing inherently wrong with these things, but they don’t have a monopoly on safe sleep.

Here are some of the benefits for babies:
• Increased breastfeeding–When mom’s breast is right there, baby will receive nourishment more frequently. This will help her to grow up strong and healthy.
• Increased total sleep time–Babies who co-sleep usually fall asleep easier and stay asleep better. It is normal for babies to wake frequently throughout the night. When mom’s right there, it is easier to fall right back asleep.
• More stimulation–Lots of extra touch and sound stimulation helps baby to develop intellectually and socially.
• More time for bonding–Especially when parents are away for work all day, co-sleeping gives the family a chance to reconnect at night.

Here are some of the benefits co-sleeping offers moms:
• Improves sleep time and quality–Rather than waking up at 3 a.m. and feeling your way down the hall to feed your baby, just rouse yourself enough to roll over, plug in, and drift off as your baby nurses.
• Ovulation depressed–With ’round the clock, on-demand nursing, most women won’t experience a return of their menstrual cycle until baby is well into the solid food stage.
• Peace of mind–Because you’re right there, you’ll know and be able to respond immediately if something is wrong.
• More time for bonding–Especially for moms who are away for work all day, co-sleeping gives them a chance to reconnect at night.

Honestly, I don’t have a lot of info, because I grew up in a family bed, and it just feels so natural and right to me, I never really researched it! However, there is a lot of research circulating about how cosleeping decreases the risk of SIDS, which you should be able to access through google.

Diaper Free

Elimination communication (EC) is sometimes referred to as infant potty training, which was a turn-off for me, until a dear friend brought up the topic in another venue and I started to question my “issues” with it and then research it. I thought that it was behaviorism in action (controlling behavior through conditioning, etc), and I had no clue that a baby could actually prefer to not wear diapers. I was still in the diaper paradigm. EC is a very different paradigm. Welcome…..

Newborn babies are aware of their body’s functions and can signal you when they are about to pee or poop. When a baby is born, the parents have a choice of how they want to handle the baby’s pottying: they can help them use a potty and keep their self-awareness intact, or they can put a diaper on them and help them to forget that body awareness until a later date. Elimination communication is all about communicating with your child, and it takes knowing them to an even deeper level, because when they fuss or cry, you have an understanding of another reason why they might be doing it.

Some of the reasons I knew it was right for us is because it means little to no diapers (which is where the term “diaper-free” comes in – free from the dependence on diapers, even if you chose to use them), so it is the “greenest” route (and easiest for me! Whoo hoo!), and because I felt like I didn’t want her to have to sit in her own pee or poop. Not to mention all the other benefits, like it is cheaper to not use any/a lot of diapers (even cloth means purchasing and washing), and it means my baby doesn’t have to be restricted by the uncomfortableness of wearing a diaper or worry about diaper rash, etc. – not to mention, EC has some ADORABLE clothing accessories I never could have guessed that my daughter would actually have a preference for EC! She did not like diapers, and she LOVED using a potty – she would laugh and giggle, and she would be pretty adament about signalling (or cueing) me that she had to potty. We started when she was about 6 weeks old (started researching at about 5 weeks old), just dived right on. She started to get more and more into it very fast – in a matter of weeks she was sleeping through naptime diaperfree without a mess and could travel to a park and go there and return home diaperfree. It was pretty amazing. Another indicator was that from the time she was born, Jaia did not poop very often – like every 4 or 5 days, and then exploding out all over the place. When I started doing EC with her, she instantly was pooping almost everytime she went potty. Friends and relatives were AMAZED, and she was quite the hit at a birthday party we went to LOL

If you want to know more about the details, just ask. I know there is at least one other person in this group who practices EC. I will come back and post links, too – but I have a new computer and my favorites list is gone, so I have to go *find* them.

Who knew pottying could be so exciting!?!


Outlaw Midwifery

This is an old post (bits of a conversation) from elsewhere, and inspired a project that I started but haven’t continued with. Reading this post again sure makes me feel reinspired, though… Enjoy <3

btw, I warned you that my posts were going to lose their watered-downness :))

Also called unlicensed midwives or laymidwives.

My dear friend, Zi, “The reason they are called outlaws or lay midwives.. is because in most states, you cannot be a midwife without becoming a nurse, or even doctor; and technically illegal to practice midwifery without the medical board granting you the title. However, many of us mothers have studied, and experienced birth. We know the stages, the risks, etc… and have plenty to share, educate, and officiate birth experiences for other mothers. Obviously I’m keeping this extremely simple. There’s so many facets to these situations, and these midwives have been arrested, I’m sure.”

Me again:  After studying extensively for my free birth, I thought I could be a midwife (albeit the one challenging lots of assumptions about interventions and complications). I believe very strongly in empowering women about their birth (hence why I started this subgroup). I have a dear friend who just didn’t want to go through another c-section and tried desperately to find a midwife who would support her vba2c and couldn’t
find one (now I understand that they are illegal), and resigned herself to another c-section, a violation of her body and her heart and soul!!! In the meantime, I’m studying up for my unassisted birth and reading about the importance of birth as a rite of passage and such!! It was such a sad contrast, because she was so supportive of me and felt so helpless in her own situation. If she had wanted another c- section, it would have been easier for me to understand. People discount unassisted birth as a viable option, and they discount an unlicensed midwife as a viable option, and these are two of the most mother-oriented options out there. Unlicensed midwives are the key to having the assistance one may feel more comfortable with and also birth-oriented atmosphere (rather than a medical-oriented one). Unlicensed midwives provide services for women who the medical society has deemed are too risky to be allowed to home birth (the last part of that sentence is SO loaded with crap!!), like women who have had c- sections or are otherwise deemed high-risk. Some of those “high risk” conditions are a load of medical malarky. I have a friend who is overweight and therefore considered high risk and had to go through a doctor because a birth center wasn’t allowed to help her. I don’t know how competent my friend felt about her body’s ability to birth regardless of her weight, but I have seen unassisted birth videos of large women birthing just fine, and I have been a big mama who has always birthed just fine (a healthy 260 at all 3 of my births). People correlate weight with health, which isnt true, they use bunk statistics to equate c-sections with complications for vaginal birth — I am more afraid of complications (including ones we may not know about yet) from an unnatural extraction of my child from my body!!! Not to mention the medicalization of various birth paths (which they call complications and birth-oriented folks call variations) and after- birth situations. Doctors view birth as a biological thing to be managed and easily manipulated, but birth is so much more. A midwife is a first step away from that, but a licensed midwife is bound by that same system, and it seems that an unlicensed midwife (someone trained in the art of birth and not distorted by the medical model of pregnancy and birth) may be an even closer step toward a mother and baby-oriented birth. Although I am all about unassisted childbirth, I understand that it is just not for some women for various reasons (they are unable to cleanse themselves of the stuff our society is laden with concerning birth, or maybe they sense they will need assistance because they ARE so tuned-in), and I think unlicensed midwives play a perfect part of this here :))

I just love the term outlaw midwife. Laymidwife sounds inexperienced to me, unlicensed sounds like incomplete to me, but outlaw midwife sounds like a full midwife bucking the system — I imagine her like a Robin Hood, appearing to help bring a child into the world and disappearing guns blazing into the dark of the night. Or maybe she is a superhero, swooping in to rescue in a manner that the law is not capable of, with a milder-mannered law-abiding alter-ego :)) Outlaw midwife ROCKS!!!! Someone needs to make a comic of her adventures, like Hathor the Cowgoddess :))))))

Oh, and one more thing… I am going to unschool the crap out of miwivery (learn on my own), and I am going to find my niche in the birthing community as a way to support mamas and babies, and I am going to come armed with Naomi Aldort articles about the importance of trusting the self and the baby, and I am going to do more than just birth, like offer resources for gentle parenting and trust-centered living and self and life design, and omg….. I think I found my flow. I think I found my mojo I think I found my path. Inclusive of everything I love and value, everything, everything, everything! OMG!

This was me during my free birth:

Climbing the emotional ladder

This is an example of how to do this concerning food. It was shared (years ago) on a list that I am on. Because it isn’t about anyone in specific, I think it is safe to share, but if the original author (who I don’t remember who it is) objects, please let me know…

“I am disappointed that I couldn’t prevent this”

“It feels so overwhelming when I think of all the factors involved”

“It is so frustrating to watch him continue to gain weight”

“I am skeptical that he will want to do anything different”

“BlahBlahBlah…I am so bored of this and want to be more inspired”

“I am liking that my son eats fruit and it feels good to provide him with more options that feel healthy to me. I am also liking how it feels when I am not worrying about his weight and we are just enjoying our time together. I also love it when we go to a park or play a game outside and exercise together just because it is fun and not because he NEEDS to (in an attempt to lose weight.”

“I feel hopeful that as my son feels my love and acceptance, he will feel more fulfilled and not need food to do this for him.”

“I am eager to find creative ways to support our whole family in being the healthiest and happiest beings we can be.”

“I am excited to let go of trying to change my son and instead just enjoy being with him and finding ways we can exercise and eat healthy things together that feel fun and joyous.”

“I know that all is well. I trust that all is unfolding perfectly in my family life. I am grateful for the rockets of desire for family health and physical fitness that I am now allowing myself to receive. I can feel the expansion and it feels delicious! I am celebrating how good it feels to see my son through the eyes of my Inner Being/Source! He is a beautiful being and I am so glad he is in my life!”


Many Blessings

Now that I am getting my home together (btw, adding a second couch shifted the feeling in my living room, and my “house” instantly felt more inviting, more HOMEy — the word just slides right out now without coaxing or thought), I have many times a day when I am repeating tasks that once felt boring or frustrating or hopeless. It is one reason why I gave up for so long, why I went on strike so often.

But today is a new day. I asked myself why people go on strike — they feel underappreciated, they feel underpaid, they feel their job has no meaning or worth, it doesn’t provide what they want. So, I decided to do something about that.

I appreciate me. Very much. And I tell myself this as often as possible — outloud sometimes even :)

I take moments in the day and count my blessings, like a snapshot of gratefulness and love of my life.

I have changed things so that I DO love them and enjoy them and want to do them (like making things easier to clean and making places so beautiful I WANT them to be clean and I feel inspired to do it by their beauty).

I try to stay mindful to bless everything. How I shifted from the kitchen once being my arch-nemesis to it now being one of my favorite rooms in the house, is that I started blessing everything I touch. “Thank you for providing a beautiful natural spot to place my child’s meal,” I might tell the wooden plate as I wash it (I love wood — in another life, I may have been a faery, or at least a Waldorf teacher). And as I set that plate in the rack to dry, I bless it for the future meal for my child or myself that it might hold.

As I am preparing food for my child, I bless it for the nourishment it will bring them. It makes the preparing of a meal or a snack feel so much more nourishing, too :) And I have found it cuts back on some certain foods that I refuse to think villainously about — but nonetheless, we are naturally eating less processed, “empty calorie” foods. It’s harder and harder for me to bless them for nourishment or deliciousness or anything except for whatever my child wants to get out of the experience and for the learning that will unfold. More on this topic in the next post on how the food journey has been unfolding :))

When I clean a spill or a diaper, I thank the cloth and bless it, just send it a little rush of love and gratitude energy. As I wash, dry, fold, and put away laundry, I bless the clothing for it’s purpose, for it’s job that it does for my family. I find myself taking better care of these things.

Substance. That is what I have been lacking in life. Empty calories of energy in my home, empty calories of action in my home. We’ve been living in a house of things that have a purpose. Now, we are living in a home warm with beloved belongings and gratitude and intention. Many things are handmade and the loving creation and care of them has set a new tone to the energy here. My daughter’s bathroom is so inviting now (!!!!!), and inviting and easy to clean :))

This can be applied to almost any task — driving to run errands, paying bills, cleaning up toys.

Sending many blessings to you, Dear Reader, and from you to your’s <3


Be safe, respectful, and sincere

Firstly, there is a difference between principles and rules. I have found rules to be hardfast, quick-fix shortcuts, rigid, limiting, impeding upon natural learning, creating rebelliousness and other complexes, usually stem from my own discomforts, and sometimes the only way I can retain sanity in a moment of feeling overwhelmed (so I understand why some parents use them <3).

Principles are meant to be general pointers in a direction toward a common goal. Our goals and means strive to be something that looks like our version of “be safe, respectful, and sincere.” I substituted “sincere” for the “kind” I’ve always seen — I didn’t want “kind” to get confused with “nice” (which I’m still situating, but am basically uncomfortable with right now), and the kindness I know of kinda goes along with “respectful”.

Let me also say that these are just training wheels, to help our family live more harmoniously (as per my New Years resolution), after some serious chaos and upheaval for the past couple years. These training wheels are not held over people’s heads and thrust at them in challenging moments. We talk about them at our monthly pow wow meetings and explore them a bit in our daily lives through observing experiences and discussing them. They are still new for us as principles, so this post will be simple and raw and more about intention than details. These will look mostly like me implementing them into my interactions, since the kid’s pick up my vibes and styles without me forcing (and they pick up the force when I try to force anything). I can already see these being tweaked a bit, but for today, lemme explain what we have come up with so far :))

Some details of “safe”. Lemme share with some examples. Safe, to me, does not mean “don’t climb up onto the table because you could fall and get hurt” — our style of “safe” is helping the baby to challenge herself and explore her environment in a way that is safe, so maybe standing there and “spotting” her, showing her how to get down safely, padding the ground around her with pillows, or something of the like. “Safe” does not mean “hold my hand in the parking lot” — our style of safe means watching for cars and standing between my son and them, or waiting for a closet parking spot… Although, usually, we like to hold hands together :)) “Safe” doesn’t mean they can’t climb all over the jungle gym at their comfort level, or go barefoot in the rain, or play swords with sticks, or climb trees hiiiiiiiigh, or jump from rock to rock or whatever. We just follow our personal comfort levels, and I’m pretty relaxed — although, I’ve been known to have a good cry over some scares (hiding kids in a department store, a near miss of a car, a pretty bad injury). For me, pains and hurts and injuries are a part of life and one for each of us to decide for ourselves how we feel about them (including my children, who can decide for themselves).

“Respectful” does not look like me reminding my child to “use their manners” or apologize, when they aren’t. That doesn’t feel respectful to them, no matter how “nice” I am about it. Again, “respectful” starts with me. I strive to be respectful toward my children and myself and the people I encounter. It can look like me giving someone the benefit of the doubt or assuming positive intent. It is usually me being understanding and listening. It is related to how I care for our belongings and for this earth. It involves how I conduct myself with integrity with strangers and loved ones. It involves me doing the things that feel right and good from me and understanding that everyone has their own way — they don’t have to have my style ;)) It includes the reasons why I help my children to explore what feels right to them.

Being “sincere” is grounded in connection, presence, and authenticity. When I handle something out-of-alignment from how I want to, I can sincerely approach my child and connect with them and heal the gap. When something is bothering me, I can be present with my loved one or myself and speak truths from a place of authenticity, love, and a quest for reconciliation of some sort. I am learning to be sincere with myself about my vulnerabilities and what-can-feel-like-unworthiness, and am finally doing some real healing. Sincerity doesn’t always look like “being nice” for us — sometimes, somethings are raw when they are being sorted out, but kindness is obviously the bigger picture (even if it is being kind enough to be honest). Honesty without connection can be just mean. Sometimes, that happens here, but that’s not sincerity.

When I first started exploring and experimenting with unschooling in our lives, I knew I wanted my kids to be authentic and real and honest, and not compliant or “well behaved”. I wanted to give up control (and I dived in and gave it up fast!), and what I got was an out-of-control pre-preteen and a chaotic home. I thought the opposite of “compliant” was her doing whatever would feel right to her and because I believed all the goodness in her would come out, we would be good. I am grateful we did it the way we did, because I held fast the whole time (well, 90% of it!), and we learned “our way”, but I know that way wouldn’t work for others. I knew that the pendulum would, was, and needed to swing the other way. I knew the “control” needed to be “out of control” before it could find balance and be truly wild :)) Now that we have gotten so much controllingness and reaction-to-no-control out of our system, we can be truly natural learners. I learned what the loving balance between “compliant” and “noncompliant” is: cooperative. And now we are living it :))) I don’t know where exactly the shift came from (a few possibilities), but we’ve been living it for a couple weeks now, and our life feels like a very different story than one I may have told a couple months ago. We are still working out the kinks, and these “safe, respectful, sincere” training wheels are just the next tools we can use on this journey :)) I’m careful to encourage these together, learning side-by-side, rather than any repression going on (has happened in our past: stuffing things to “be nice”). It’s delicious, one bite at a time :)))))

I hope that explains a bit of what we have been thinking about around here recently :)


Our Roles

During our organizing of our family, we came across a place where we were reflecting on each of our roles in our family, as individuals and as a whole family.

Being the mother, mine was chocked full of responsibilities, and being a mama, it was full of substance and intrinsically-motivated endeavors :))

Noble and Najaia, being small children, focused more on living and learning than on responsibility and went something to the tune of, “Noble’s role in this family is to play and actively learn about himself, his family, his friends, his community, and the world at large, as well as how to function with them in a way that honors his self.” Then I divided his “duties” into some categories, like play, actively learn, self, family, friends, community, and world. For “play”, his duties are to reenact, explore, experiment, and enjoy. And my role in supporting him in this is to provide stuff to use, space to do it, time to do it to, and experiences to draw from, and also to observe, ask him questions to engage in discussions about his interests, and enjoy with him. For “actively learn”, I put observing, asking questions, practicing, inputting information (which could be reading, movie-watching, etc.), and requesting experiences. And my role is to provide a variety of experiences in the depth and breadth that he is comfortable with, answer questions/help find answers, keep his questioning intact, keep his passion for learning intact, honing the tools to answer questions for his future, and ask him questions. It is important to me to point out that play is a form of active learning, and active learning happens during play. These things could have been one category. The other categories I made focused mostly on functioning within a family and with friends and revolve around ways of communicating and dealing with conflict, and our newly acquired interaction principles “be safe, respectful, and sincere” (more details on this in another post). Najaia’s role is the basically the same as Noble’s.

Kassidy’s role is a middle ground between me and Noble/Najaia, embracing bits of both in the delicate dance of a preteen. Her description goes something to the tune of, “Kassidy’s role in the family is helping care for children, home, and animals. Her role is to play and actively learn about herself, her family, her friends, her community, and the world at large.” As far as “responsibility”, it is just to help (details focus on what “on her own” and “when asked” entail). Play looks different today than it did 5 years ago, or even 5 months ago (it’s not “playing”, it’s “hanging out”), but play definitely happens, even if I don’t tell her that I would categorize some of her experiences as “play” :)) Again, “play” and “actively learning” are even more closely related, as all of her endeavors (creative or otherwise) revolve around a desire to actively learn in life. She is learning about self through her interests, time spent with loved ones, time spent alone. She is learning about family through our interactions and discussions, our pow wows, our fun, our creative ways of being responsible. She is learning about friend’s through interactions with them and discussions about things like communication, conflict, and interaction styles and strategies. She is learning about community as she sees me building our Tribe piece by piece, as she lives IN our town and sees people’s functions and interactions. And she learns about the world through experimentation, reading, observing, and having conversations with me about things :))

So, I hope this clarifies what some roles in a whole-life unschooling family look like :) My next post will be about “be safe, respectful, and sincere”.


Birth

I never knew what a birth junkie I was, until preparing for the unassisted birth of my third child. Yes, I said my third LOL With my first 2, I didn’t research birth. With my first, I was actually terrified of the upcoming birth and decided to not think about it. When the time came, I just took it one step at a time, did an amazing job of birthing naturally, and ended up on a mommy high for months afterward! With my second child, I loved my pregnant body a million times more, but I thought there was nothing new to learn about birth since I’d one it before, already. HA! I learned with him that I almost had him in a bathtub while I was waiting for my contractions to get “consistent” like the midwife had told me to do before calling again and heading down to the hospital-based birth center. I learned that stress makes ALL the difference when it comes to pain. I learned that I was DEFINITELY having my homebirth with my third and final child someday. And I learned that I was going to be oh-so picky about who the attending midwife was going to be. Hadn’t expected that I wouldn’t have one :))

While researching for about 6 months for my unassisted birth, I found so much AMAZING information about women and birth and life and living and ritual and cycles and emotions and goddesses and legacies and trust and flowing and atmosphere. Birth was my world for those few months. I adored my growing belly and took better care of myself than I ever had — listening to myself, exploring issues, trusting the insides. It was such an amazing journey, and I cannot do the experience justice in so little words <3 So, I gave birth. Birth was so symbolic for me. I felt more empowered than ever in my life. I felt more connected to every women who has ever birthed, was birthing, and would birth. Birth, birth, birth, birth, birth!

Around the time of my daughter’s 1st birthday, I started thinking back to how I felt a year ago, big pregnant with potential and opportunity, slower, more tired, awaiting the day when I was done being full and could empty and see it all laying before me — all that hard internal work, all those dreams manifested, actualized. I felt more beautiful than ever (I was, and I have the pics to prove it!). After giving birth, I felt so light, so small, especially in comparison to the energy magnet before us. I’m gonna be honest, I had been feeling a bit hopeless in my life around my daughter’s 1st birthday. I had sunk inward and couldn’t seem to gain the momentum to climb out. Then, I had an idea! Today, I don’t even remember what that idea was — haha. What I do remember is that I had a great plan to meet the needs that hadn’t been being met for the past few months. I birthed this idea, this opportunity for manifestation and actualization! I felt empowered again. I felt light, after birthing this whole thing I’d been growing in the deep, dark recesses of me. Gone instantly was the tiredness and hopelessness. New birth…

This winter, I sunk in pretty deep. I welcomed the giant hole I wanted to sink into, but I kept getting dragged out of it by my children and then puppies. I wanted to be swallowed whole and come out when I was ready. Two or three nights before the lunar eclipse, I learned about it and about how rare it is and the amazing experience it was. I felt instantly connected with Grandmother Moon, and anticipated this amazing symbolic event. Yule. What could we do for Yule? I researched some stories of Yule, since I had only threads of a tapestry of what Yule was, handed down from my mom and now just pieces haunting my understanding of it. The story I found was about the first Yule. It goes something like… Mother Earth slept progressively more during the fall and winter months, until her children could not rouse her to provide them with food and care. Their father, Sun, was also retreating further and further away into the night sky. The children turned to Grandmother Moon for advice, and she suggested they climb the highest hills and trees and yule to him (“yule” meaning “sing/carol”), so they did, and the Father Sun returned, and the Mother Earth awoke. And they all progressed toward spring and summer. My oldest and I spent the day caroling Yule songs, yuling the Sun to us and to awaken the Earth. And something magickal happened — a  kindling, a tranformation. I felt myself ready to climb out of that hole I’d been enjoying and trusting and rejuvinating in, and days later I realized that I felt more like an earthy mama than ever!

Now, here I am. I have shaken off the old dead stuff and am reborn, rejuvinated, refreshed, with the energy needed to sustain spring and looking forward to summer. The winter solstice was a time of letting go and of rebirth. I felt freshness and ideas popping up, as if spring were already here. I felt instantly ready to, not only take on life, but to succeed in my ventures. As the new year greeted us, I was gushing with ideas for life, ideas for inspired order in all the delicious chaos, ideas for new rich and plentiful experiences to savor in this new year, ideas for coaxing partnership out from the basement and into the family room <3 I feel like I have been big pregnant with so much going on inside me, and now I have birthed, and I feel light and agile, capable and empowered. Birth is so amazing, be it physical or something else entirely :) Seeing my life in the “birth, life, death, rebirth” cycle analogy has been so insightful. It helps me to appreciate, respect, and celebrate each of the cycles of me, and to trust that when it seems like a dark hour, maybe it is the moment of giving birth.

**I dedicate this blog post to my baby sister, who has birthed many times, but may have her first daughter any day now <3


Gentle Parenting Wolfdog Pups

Wolves, by nature, ARE very different from dogs. I have always loved dogs, but wolves are just different. In my personal blog (http://www.wildtribalmama.com/), I wrote about the similarities between women and wolves: their family-orientedness, their keen intuition, their deep-seeded wisdom, and so much more. The more time I spend mothering my wolfdog pups, the more I am noticing how all the literature about parenting my children totally applies to these pups. It’s like a ping-pong machine, and the pings are everywhere! Helping them learn to use the backyard as a potty is like elimination communication, and being aware of them and what they are doing and being a part of it is connection parenting, and cuddling them when they sleep and responsiveness on demand to their needs is attachment parenting, and trusting their learning and development is unschooling, and interacting with them respectfully and following their lead is consensual living.
I have read some literature on raising wolfdog pups, from “experts” (indeed, they ARE experts — experts of their own experiences with wolfdogs), and it seems like what is missing is the essence of these gentle parenting philosophies — the connection, the affection, the attachment. I believe all living creatures benefit from these styles of interactions, and wolves are this way by nature. The problems people have with wolfdogs stem from NOT raising them in this fashion. Wolves are much more attuned to the wildness of life, and so they need the kind of interactions they would have had in the wild. Training and discipline focused interactions are not what the wild is like — that’s humans trying to control the wild. If we embraced it and let it flavor our whole life together, we would all flourish from it.
Funny, it took some wolfdog pups to see this even clearer for my own development and my furless children’s.


Raising Pups, Me Style

These are our pups: the whiter female is my Izabeau (Did anyone see the movie Lady Hawk?), and the darker male is my oldest daughter’s Zedakia :)) They are so lovable!! They are about 5 weeks old, wolf/husky/German Shepard.
Since they are a lotta wolf, I wanted to do some research on wolfdog raising, and I was starting to feel discouraged until I realized something: Will the John Holts and Pam Leos and Dayna Martins of animal experts please stand up? I was reading about “how wolfpups are/need to be raised/will grow up to be”, but what I was hearing was all the child experts who don’t understand my style of parenting. Are these “wolf experts” REALLY so blind to their own role in the temperaments and characters of the wolves they have raised? Are the people who say you can’t radically unschool wolf pups or dogs REALLY basing their judgments off of animals who have not been radically unschooled, so it wouldn’t apply? That’s like taking a bunch of publicly schooled kids and saying homeschooling doesn’t work!
So, I’ve decided to set the “experts” back on their shelves — I’ve got this. Calm, respectful, connected, enjoyable, present living is all we need. We got this ;)


Gentle Parenting 101A

Haha. So, the “A” in the title was supposed to prove that there is plenty of other basic info — this is just one bit that I have become very clear upon in the last dew days :)
“With, not to”. So, it seems that one of the essential foundational pieces in all gentle parenting philosophies is the partnership style of interaction. So, instead of doing something to my child, I would do it with them. I think about this a lot when I am practicing elimination communication with my baby or feeding her — these are things we do each other, together, rather than things that I do to her. When the bathwater for my son is almost at the top, I go in and say,”Oh, wow! The water is at the top. Do you mind if I turn the faucet off or unplug the plug so water can go out?” he is a part of the process, a part of the things that involve him — I do them with him, not to him. Sometimes, I enjoy just carrying that phrase around with me and seeing what interactions constitute a “with” or a “to”, so I can find more ways in our lives to live more wholly aligned with my values of partnership.
The second bit that has become very clear to me is a model in a traditional family that helps me to understand the “equality” bit that is so prevalent in gentle parenting styles (especially consensual living). When it comes to decision-making on things, the relationship that I try to have with my kids is more like one between loving and liking siblings. That helps me to completely eliminate the hierarchy or “top down” style of discussing solutions and implementing them. If I see us as partners, as loving and liking siblings who just work together because we want to see it work for both of is. “WWSD?” = what would sisters do? This can be a shortcut for me, in handling something. It’s an easy way for me to jump back on track, while I’m ironing out the details of letting go of hierarchy and being deeply consensual and partner oriented. It helps me to travel lighter, if just to feel the contrast and then explore and understand it better later, because sometimes my “mom hat” comes with a very heavy backpack. I enjoy opportunities to set that backpack down and feel the contrast.
And the last bit I wanted to share in “A” is being as gentle with ourselves as we are striving to be with our children. Oftentimes, even when we have internalized the theories and philosophies, we still have to build and practice the skills, like learning to ride a bike: our skills improve when we are kind and loving and gentle with ourselves at the times that we fall off and especially when we get hurt. The bike analogy was borrowed from my dear friend, who also shared another “short cut” with me: invoking the Mother Teresa inside me at times when she is needed, to listen to and love and accept myself, and for my children. That was a special kind of love and healing, and I can find it inside me.
Hope your week has gotten off to a great start <3


The Myth of the Permissive Parent

What is a permissive parent? Someone who handles something with less involvement than we would? Someone who allows and allows? “Permissive” is so relative (based on individual measures of “shoulds”), and it is a completely subjective observation from the outside (none of us have walked a step in that parents’ shoes).
I am often seen as a permissive parent, because I don’t “do anything” about my 3-yr-old son hitting me when he is upset. I can only imagine what people expect me to do, but since I don’t do that, I’m seen as allowing and permitting. Because my level of involvement doesn’t meet their expectations of “what a good parent does”, they miss what I do do. I love my son and trust that his outlet of frustration has a purpose, and I empathize with his frustration, and I tell him that hurts and that I don’t want to be hurt, and I offer alternatives (like hitting a pillow or sword-fighting with foam swords we make), and I try to help him think of things that might remedy what he is frustrated about. It’s very intentional and comes from a LOT of reflection and experimentation and research, but to the average bystander it looks like I’m being permissive.
I have so much trust and respect for my oldest’s autonomy and sense of adventure that when she checks with me to see if she can go do something, I can’t really think of a reason to say no, even if I’m not completely comfortable with it at times. All she wants is my blessing, she knows she has my permission (unless we plan to go somewhere or something, which is usually why be checks in, and so I know where she’s at — btw, she learned to do this on her own; I think I mentioned it once briefly a few years ago, but it’s something she grew on her own). To an outsider, it may look permissive, but it’s oh-so intentional.
If my kids are arguing, I let them sort it out and am usually pleasantly surprised with the results. An outsider might think I’m being permissive by not stepping in and sorting it out, but it is very intentional that I let my children have authentic relationships and problem solve and experience the lessons from the choices they make. One example, if my oldest does something that hurts my youngest, when I step in and do anything, she becomes defensive and it messes up the empathy she naturally feels for what she has said or done. When I step back and let them feel things through, oh, the learning that happens! From the outside, it may look permissive.
Currently, I found out I am having a problem with high blood pressure, and I’ve known that I have been over-stressing, being a single mama to 3 (and some so little) and feeling like I’m trying to live up to expectations that were not born from me, inspired or trust-based. So, I have decided that I need to take care of me and my health, and that is going to look a lot like me diverting my attention from things that create stress in me. From the outside, this may look permissive. It’s very intentional.
So, my list could go on forever, being a radical unschooling mama :)) I think my point is made :) I don’t believe there is such thing as a permissive parent, because none of us know what is going on inside that parent we may think is being permissive, and what constitutes permissiveness is most likely an intentional decision made for someone’s well-being, even if it is just the trying-to-be relaxed mama.


Free Birth

In honor of my baby’s first birthday, and the 1 year anniverary of my free birth, I am going to share a lot of information on free birth…

Birth is one of my biggest passions in life. Please feel free to read my unassisted birth story, but beware it is raw and real :)) After prepping for and experiencing my unassisted birth, I plan to someday be a laymidwife, or a hands-on birth advocate of some kind — details for a later post. For now, lemme share some info I have collected and stuff I have written on free birth for the past 2 years.

What is free birth?

Good news: I think you get to decide for yourself! Many people have opinions on what it means to and what “qualifies” as a “free birth”, ranging in interventions and hinderances and plans and outcomes and attendees. My idea of a free birth is one where unassisted birth is a valid foundation and then the mother builds upon that with choices that tailor her pregnancy and birth. This is my definition — please feel free to formulate your own if mine doesn’t do it for you ;)

I think it is important, like in other areas of life, to question one’s fears to see how much they are making the decisions, which is why I find unassisted birth information important. Not only is it possible for any of us to have an unassisted birth (regardless of our plans, so it might be beneficial to be prepared), but the philosophies are focused on eliminating dependency on fear of childbirth, interventions, and “expert” attendants – then the mom can make true choices. One thing I learned from researching unassisted birth is that WE are the experts. Research and people holding degrees can prove or disprove a theory or bit of information over and over – listen to your insides and see what feel right to you. It is a precarious situation one finds themself in when they are both trusting themself and questioning their assumptions, but therein lies the answers you are looking for :)

Without further adoo (or however it is spelled), here is the info on unassisted birth. Believe it or not, this is just a smidge of what I read — just Unassisted Childbirth 101. It is a compilation of information I found most pertinant, while I was doing my researching during my pregnancy. Happy reading!:

I cut and pasted this from another venue. If a link doesn’t work, let me know, and I will correct it.

The Truth About Birth
I enjoy giving birth. I find it exhilarating and exciting, sexual and spiritual, magical and miraculous! It is POWER in its purest form, and for me, it is the ultimate creative act.

I prefer to give birth either alone, or with my husband and children. All four of our children have been born this way. David caught the first one, and I caught the other three. To those who have been raised in a culture that views birth as inherently dangerous and painful, this may sound like absolute insanity. There was a time when I would have agreed, but that was before I knew the truth about birth.

It was English physician and writer, Grantly Dick-Read, who first opened my eyes to the safety and beauty of birth. Dick-Read, who wrote and practiced in the first half of the twentieth century, is widely credited with being one of the fathers of natural childbirth. Simply stated, Dick-Read believed there is a loving, intelligent consciousness that is behind and within all life. This consciousness knows how to grow a baby inside of us. We don’t have to consciously “assist” it, figuring out how to grow fingers and toes, eyes and ears. We simply have to trust that as long as we get fresh air and exercise, shelter and food, the fertilized egg within us will grow into a human being. And because nature or God is efficient – it completes what it starts – that same reasoning can be applied to the act of birth.

In other words, we are not suddenly abandoned at the end of our pregnancy. There is literally a birth “response” that propels our babies from womb to world with very little conscious effort on our part. The problem is, there is something even more powerful than the birth response, something that can override it entirely. That something is known as the fight/flight response.
Dick-Read explained it in this way: when a woman is in a state of fear, messages are sent to the body telling it there is a danger out there that must be fought or run away from. Blood and oxygen are instantly sent into the arms and legs enabling the frightened woman to fight the danger or run away. In order for this to happen, however, blood and oxygen must be drained from other organs which the body considers nonessential for fight or flight. This is why we turn white when we’re afraid. The body assumes that our leg muscles need blood and oxygen more than our face does.

Unfortunately, when it comes to fight or flight, the uterus is considered a nonessential organ. According to Dick-Read, the uterus of a frightened woman in labor is literally white. Because it is deprived of “fuel” – blood and oxygen – it cannot function correctly, nor can waste products be properly carried away. Hence, the laboring woman experiences not only pain, but a multitude of problems. The solution, he believed, was twofold: not only do women need to stop being afraid, but doctors need to stop interfering in the process. Laboring women do not need to be poked, prodded, and drugged. Instead, they need to be calmly encouraged, or simply left alone so their bodies may work unhindered.

Animals intuitively understand this concept. This is why they seek seclusion in labor. They “know” that when a birth is interfered with, the labor may stop or the baby may die. This is as true for domesticated animals as it is for animals in the wild. Purina’s Handbook of Cat Care advises owners to pet the laboring cat

reassuringly and leave her on her own. She may stay in the box; on the other hand, don’t be surprised if she doesn’t. The best thing to do at this point is to do nothing. Keep quiet and do not attempt to help her – it’s her problem. Mother nature usually takes over at this point and it is amazing to see how she goes about doing what comes naturally.

Unfortunately, this book is not on the required reading list in most medical schools! Doctors are taught to intervene in birth, and intervene they do.

Why Choose an Unassisted Childbirth?
Many women who support home birth have asked me why I and other unassisted birthers object to having a midwife at our births “just in case.” Modern physics has proven that the very act of observing something changes it. Birth is essentially an emotional/spiritual/sexual act. And just as most couples would find it hard to relax and have sex with others in the room, many of them feel the same way about birth. Actually, some couples do choose to have sex in labor. When a woman is sexually stimulated, oxytocin pours through her system, stimulating the contractions. Pitocin, which is often administered in the hospital to speed up contractions, is artificial oxytocin.

Not only, however, do some couples find the presence of a midwife or doctor inhibiting, they also find it unnecessary. Women’s bodies were designed to give birth. When a woman is physically and psychologically healthy (free from fear, shame, and guilt), babies can often be born easily. As Grantly Dick-Read, author of Childbirth without Fear writes, “If left alone in labor, the body of a woman produces most easily the baby that is not interfered with by its mother’s mind or the assistant’s hand. If left alone, just courage and patience are required. Faith, if she is a believer, is the secret to having a healthy baby and being a happy mother.”
Some women actually prefer to give birth completely alone. Of course, most of them would say they weren’t alone – God, their innerself, or the larger consciousness, was with them, guiding them each step of the way.
Unassisted childbirth is empowering for the woman, her partner, and her baby. Women who have given birth with little or no assistance often describe it as the most fulfilling experience of their lives. With no one around to tell them what to do, when to push, or which position to be in, many women find they know how to give birth.

Unassisted childbirth is free!

Although some women find the presence of midwives or doctors comforting, others find it inhibiting. It is up to each one of us to decide for ourselves who we want to be with us in birth.

Is Unassisted Childbirth Safe?
One of the greatest myths perpetuated by the medical system is that hospitals are the safest place to give birth. Stories abound of women dying in childbirth before the advent of modern hospitals. And yet, few people realize that women were not dying due to the fact that childbirth is inherently dangerous, but rather because of the living conditions at that time. Poor women were generally underfed and overworked during pregnancy, while wealthy women were often deprived of fresh air and sunshine because brown skin was considered socially unacceptable. Wealthy girls were corsetted from the age of eleven, so that by the time they turned fourteen, their pelvises were literally deformed. These physical factors, combined with various psychological ones (fear, shame, and guilt) led to the problems that some women encountered.

Throughout history, normal, healthy women have rarely died in childbirth. In fact, when birth moved from the home to the hospital in the 1920s, the infant and maternal mortality rates actually rose. A major study done as early as 1933 showed that hospital births were not as safe as home births. Studies done in the last twenty years, prove this is still the case. (Mayer Eisenstein, MD, The Home Court Advantage, 1988.)

When a laboring woman goes into the modern-day hospital, she is surrounded by medical personnel and machinery. Often she is told what to eat (generally nothing), what position to be in (generally flat on her back, which narrows the pelvic outlet and prevents her from utilizing the natural gravitational force), and when and when not to push (which interferes with her own instinctive knowledge of birth). Her progress is charted and measured and she is treated more like a machine than a thinking, feeling, intelligent adult.

If her labor is not progressing at the speed at which the hospital has arbitrarily decided it should be, she is often given drugs to speed things up. The drugs, however, may make her contractions more painful, which in turn, cause her to take more medication to deal with the pain. Not only does this medication prevent her from fully participating in the birthing process, it also crosses the placenta, adversely affecting her unborn baby.
Sometimes a woman’s body simply shuts down after all this intervention, and the woman is told she needs a cesarean section in order for her baby to be born safely. Unaware that the intervention she received actually caused the “complications” in the first place, she often consents “for the good of the baby.” Nearly one in four babies in this country are now born by cesarean section.

Many women who have given birth in the hospital report dissatisfaction not only with the way they were treated, but with the way their babies were treated as well. Babies are often taken away from their mothers immediately after birth to be weighed, measured, tested and cleaned. Eye drops are administered “just in case” a mother has a venereal disease, and Vitamin K is administered because babies are supposedly born “deficient.”

When a woman gives birth at home, she is free to eat what she wants, assume any position she wants, and push or not push depending on how she feels. When no one is telling her what to do, she is able to “tune in” and listen to “the still, small voice within.” The same loving consciousness that knew how to grow her baby inside her perfectly, knows how to get her baby out safely and easily, if only she will let it. With no one shouting commands at her, a woman is free to relax, and naturally birth her baby. After the birth, there is no one there to separate her from her baby. She can hold and nurse him as long as she wishes. Women all over the world are rediscovering the fact that birth works best when it is interfered with least.

In the past several years I have received hundreds of stories from women and couples who have successfully given birth without medical assistance. Their stories speak for themselves. No one, however, regardless of their “expertise,” can guarantee that a baby will be born safely. Some babies die. It’s simply nature’s way.
http://www.unassistedchildbirth.com (Laura Shanley)

Changing Fear/Tension/Pain into Faith/Relaxation/Pleasure
by Laura Shanley
Giving birth in a culture that continually depicts labor as painful and dangerous is a feat in itself these days. Everywhere we look we’re shown images of women screaming while giving birth, and masked doctors heroically saving the day. TV medical dramas abound with women being rushed into operating rooms for emergency C-sections, and sit-coms are notorious for showing laboring women bitching at their guilt-ridden husbands for making them endure the “trials of labor.” Nowhere is birth depicted as a pleasurable experience. It’s no wonder that most women fear it.

Some women, in fact, are so afraid of birth that they literally can’t conceive. I spoke with a doctor recently who told me that she was infertile. “My husband and I have had numerous tests and there is absolutely nothing wrong with us physically,” she said, “but I’ve always been terrified of giving birth. I’ve known since I was a child that I was never going to give birth. Do you think my fear has actually kept me from conceiving?”

I’ve spoken with other women who have been able to conceive but unable to give birth vaginally. They too have wondered what role fear played in their experiences.

Still others have given birth vaginally but endured a great deal of pain. One woman said to me, “My sisters and I were all C-section babies. For me, it was a triumph just to give birth vaginally. Maybe next time I’ll be able to eliminate the pain.”
So, as much as some women may criticize me for saying that one way of giving birth is more desirable than another, or that there are goals to strive for in birth, I truly believe there are. And the goal I’ve chosen to strive for is a painless, drug-free, medically unassisted home birth.

Red flags go up – even among unassisted birthers – when I talk about painless birth. Most women have pain in labor and they’re defensive if I say that birth doesn’t have to hurt. Some women feel that I’m “blaming” them for their pain, but that certainly isn’t my intention. Given the culture that most of us have been raised in, pain, unfortunately, is actually to be expected in most cases.

However, I don’t see birth as inherently painful, and I know there will come a time when labor will be enjoyed rather than endured. But before that can occur, there must be a change in the consciousness of humanity, and ultimately that change has to start with the individual.

If we truly wish to experience a painless birth, it helps to know a little about the nature of pain, including its function and cause. Pain is a sign telling us that something is wrong. It doesn’t happen indiscriminately. It only occurs when we’re doing something we shouldn’t be doing. The pain is a message telling us to stop.

In the case of a laboring woman, it is obviously not a message to stop laboring. What then, could the pain be telling us? According to Grantly Dick-Read, author of Childbirth without Fear, fear is the source of pain in labor. No other natural bodily function is painful, he writes, and childbirth should not be the exception.

When a person is afraid, messages are sent to the body telling it there is a danger out there that must be fought or run away from. Blood and oxygen are instantly sent into the muscle structure, enabling the frightened person to strike out or run. But the extra blood and oxygen must come from somewhere, so the body drains it from organs it considers nonessential for “flight or fight.” This is why people turn white when they’re afraid. The body knows that the arms and legs need that blood and oxygen more than the face does.

Unfortunately, the body considers the uterus a nonessential organ when it comes to flight or fight. According to Dick-Read, the uterus of a frightened woman in labor is literally white. It doesn’t have the fuel it needs so it cannot function the way it was designed to, nor can waste products be properly carried away. Consequently, there is pain. So, to eliminate the pain we must eliminate the fear.

Of course, sometimes that’s easier said than done. Fear runs deep in our culture and many of us could spend a lifetime (or two) purging ourselves of the fear we’ve developed. Even the most “enlightened” people have had childhoods that weren’t perfect. And even a child who is raised by fearless parents, still has to live in a culture that is constantly emphasizing the “dangers” of being alive. I’m reminded of a statement made by the late Eric Sevareid. “The biggest big business in America,” he said “is not steel, automobiles, or television. It is the manufacture, refinement and distribution of anxiety.”

And yet, eliminating fear is not impossible, for there is something that is much more powerful than the most all-consuming fear – FAITH. Faith is believing that all is well. Faith is knowing that we’re not alone in the universe. Faith is understanding that the consciousness that created us does not want us to suffer in birth or in life. Faith is trusting that our bodies were designed to give birth safely and painlessly. Faith is accepting the fact that we are the creators of our lives and our births.

Faith is not the opposite of reason. Having faith does not mean that we sit back and do nothing during our pregnancy. When we have faith, we understand the psychological origins for the majority of pain and problems most women encounter in labor and we do our best to face and conquer our fears. We don’t run to “specialists” for “blood work” or urine tests or vitamins, for we know that with good food (neither too much, nor too little), fresh air, exercise, and the proper beliefs, our babies will thrive.
Having faith is the first step towards eliminating the fear/tension/pain cycle that most women experience in labor, for faith leads to relaxation, and relaxation leads to pleasure.

There is no doubt that the energy of birth is powerful. But its power can be like the wind that scatters the seeds of the willow tree, or a sunrise that bathes the sky in a beautiful yellow light. This is my vision of birth. Someday, I know the rest of the world will share it with me.

Pasted from http://www.unassistedchildbirth.com/inspired/faith.html

The Importance of Relaxation
by Grantly Dick-Read, M.D.
Excerpted from Childbirth Without Fear
Any stress to the mother stimulates the adrenal glands to pour out catecholemines. As a result, muscle sphincters tighten down making uterine contractions less effective and sending blood away from the uterus to the arms and legs preparing the body for fight or flight. All of this prevents an adequate supply of oxygen to the big contracting muscle – the uterus.
There are three muscle layers composing the uterus. The outer muscles contract to push the baby down, through, and ultimately out of the uterus. The middle muscles contract to squeeze the blood out of the walls of the uterus and then relax to allow the blood vessels to fill up again with a fresh supply of blood.

But when the inner circular muscles contract they close the outlet, maintaining the uterus in its unemptied shape. Thus, these inner circular muscles must be loose and relaxed when the long muscles contract to open the womb and push the baby out.
If a woman is frightened during labor this inner muscle layer contracts, then the muscles of the uterus and the muscles that hold it closed are working against each other.

Whenever there are two big groups of muscles working against each other they soon begin to hurt and in a short time the pain becomes very severe. We speak of this as the fear-tension-pain-syndrome of childbirth. A woman who is afraid and unconsciously resisting the birth of her baby tightens the circular uterine fibers which prevents the progress of the birth and increases muscle tension within the walls of the uterus. This causes nearly all of the pains and distresses in otherwise normal labor – which describes the labor of about ninety-five women out of a hundred.
Reprinted from Midwifery TodayE-News (Vol.1 Issue 15, Apr 9, 1999)

Pasted from http://www.unassistedchildbirth.com/inspired/grantly.htm

Excerpts from
“The Epidural Express: Real Reasons Not to Jump On Board”
by Nancy Griffin
(Mothering, Spring 1997)
The main cause of pain in a normal childbirth is . . . the ‘Fear-Tension-Pain Syndrome.’ . . . [O]ur biology provides us with powerful instincts during birth. The first is the need to feel safe and protected. All mammals will instinctively seek out a dark, secluded, quiet, and, most of all, safe place in which to give birth. While birthing, mammals give the appearance of sleep and closed eyes to fool would-be predators, and they breathe normally. Some (those who don’t perspire) will pant in order to cool down, but humans will most easily achieve a relaxed state through closed eyes and abdominal breathing. This relaxation slows down the birthing mother’s brain waves into what is called an alpha state, a state in which it is virtually impossible to release adrenaline, the “fight-flight” hormone. Physical comfort becomes critical, along with the need to have a “nest” ready for the baby. Hospital environments often unintentionally disrupt the birthing atmosphere by introducing bright lights, lots of people, noise, and fear-inducing exams and machines.

The uterine muscles are beautifully designed to deal quite effectively with danger, fear, and stress in labor. The uterus is the only muscle in the body that contains within itself two opposing muscle groups–one to induce and continue labor and another to stop labor if the birthing mother is in danger or afraid. Emotional or physical stress will automatically signal danger to a birthing mammal. Her labor will slow down or stop completely so that she can run to safety. In modern times, this goes haywire. We can’t run from our fears–which may include the “horror story” our best friend told us about her birth–or even from our hospital or physician. Instead, we may release adrenaline, which causes the short, circular muscle fibers in the lower third of the uterus to contract. These muscles are responsible for stopping labor by closing and tightening the cervix. The result is that we literally “stew” in our own adrenaline. At the same time that the long, straight muscle fibers of the uterus are contracting to efface and dilate the cervix, the short, circular muscle fibers of the lower uterus are also contracting to keep the cervix closed and “fight” the labor. The result? The very real pain of two powerful muscles pulling in opposite directions each time the birthing mother has a contraction.

By learning to deeply relax mentally, physically, and emotionally; actively dealing with fears about birth; and choosing a birthing environment that feels safe and protective, birthing women will not have to experience the traumatic pain caused by the ‘Fear-Tension-Pain Syndrome.’

Pasted from http://www.unassistedchildbirth.com/ucstories/griffin.html

I Believe…..
That birth is inherently safe. The same loving, intelligent consciousness (All That Is, Goddess, God, Nature) that knows how to grow an egg and a sperm into a human being, knows how to get it out. Our job is simply to relax and trust. Birth is not a function of the conscious mind any more than digestion is.
I Believe…..
That the problems women sometimes encounter in birth can be traced to three main causes:
Poverty – lack of food and poor living conditions

Outside interference – doctors and sometimes midwives poking, prodding, testing, drugging, cutting, etc.

Inside interference – primarily fear which triggers the fight/flight response and shuts down labor, but also shame and guilt
When these factors are eliminated, most women can give birth easily, either alone or with friends and family.
I Believe…..
That our bodies and our babies are responsive to our thoughts. The best way to ensure a good pregnancy and birth is to think positively, face and overcome our fears, and believe in our own abilities.
http://www.unassistedchildbirth.com

purebirth-australia.com
A Different Mindset
Unassisted Pregnancy & Childbirth is a totally different mindset to the current views our Westernised culture has on pregnancy and childbirth. Here’s a closer look at the freebirthing mindset.
Natural Body Function
Pregnancy and childbirth are a natural function of the woman’s body. Other natural body functions involve breathing, bowel movements, eating etc and we can consciously control them or do them without thought or control.
We do not think about breathing all the time, we just do it. We don’t concern ourselves over whether or not we will successfully be able to eliminate our wastes, we just do it as we need to do it.
We expect our bodies to work as they were meant to. We expect our bodily functions to be successful as a matter of course. We don’t “hope” for success, we just expect it. And for the majority of time, we don’t have any issues.
Childbirth is no different. When it is time, we will give birth. There is all there is to it. We trust that childbirth is a natural body function. We trust that it will be fine, and if it is one of those rare times where it isn’t, we will seek assistance just like we would if we ran into trouble with one of our other body functions.
Mother is the Primary Expert & Authority
Without other sources of authority or qualified experts present, the mother becomes the primary expert where her body, birth and child are concerned. This is how it should be – women need to know they can look to themselves and do the necessary things as becomes necessary. No more, no less.
For some this is a leap of faith. For others this is simply freedom to access their intuitive powers and knowledge without having to fight for it, explain or justify their decisions or actions.
Many freebirthers want and demand to be the sole authority present at their births and the full responsibility and accountability that comes with this freedom. To most this is preferable over the illusion of shared responsibility with a caregiver that will never suffer the real consequences of a bad decision.
True Natural Physiological Birth
To have a truly natural and physiological childbirth, a woman must be truly unhindered, uninhibited and free to go with the flow of her birthing energies. It is next to impossible to have a birth that has no interventions or influences (internal or external) in the medical model of childbirth – and that includes homebirth with a midwife.
Freebirthers believe in natural physiological birth and that birth was designed to work. If childbirth was so fraught with risk and complications that nature could not resolve in the natural process of birth then reproduction would come to a screaming halt. Humans as a species would have died out by now if our reproduction was intrinsically flawed.
Interference with the physiological process of childbirth is what causes so many complications seen in childbirth in the westernised world. Is it really a wonder why so many people are ingrained with the sense that childbirth is risky and a “what if” is most likely to occur? Luck has nothing to do with a body function being successful.
Safest Birthing Option
Most freebirthers believe that unassisted childbirth is the safest possible option for birth. Homebirth has consistently been proven to be safer than hospital or birth centre birth. It is not much more of a stretch to see how freebirth can be safer than homebirth with a midwife as the mother will look to herself for information about what is happening first, rather than rely on a midwife that only has external signs to go by.
Positive & Most Responsible Option
Free pregnancies and births are usually very positive experiences as the mindset of freebirthers tend towards the confidently positive rather than negativity or doubt. This strongly and positively influences women’s birthing experiences.
As for responsibility, it is the most responsible thing a woman can do. Every pregnant woman should be prepared for the chance of freebirth. She may not make it to hospital in time. Her midwife may not make it to her home in time. She may be stuck somewhere without assistance to birth. Freebirth preparation is the ultimate birth preparation and responsibility regardless of which choice women end up taking for their birth.
Pasted from http://www.purebirth-australia.com/pregnancy/freebirth-mindset.html

Trusting in Birth
Childbirth is a normal, physiological process – a natural function of the female human body. Other normal physiological functions include sleeping, eating, taking a crap, breathing, etc.

All those other processes could be considered risky – for example, everytime you eat, you run the risk of choking to death on something, or falling ill from the food. But for the majority of the time, for the majority of us, we are able to eat without falling sick nor choking.

Take eating… We don’t take any preventive “just in case” measures everytime we eat. We simply eat without thinking about it, assuming that we will be fine.

So, why do we have problems trusting in the birth process, and that everything will be fine? Its different for each person, and to work through it, you need to know your own “why’s” and “becauses”.

Trust in birth. There is only one thing vital to the birthing process and that is a mother giving birth. Everything else is just decoration.

The true journey and progress is made within each individual mother and with each of her unique pregnancies and births. This is something only the woman giving birth can do, not anyone else and it would be arrogant to think that a birthing woman can’t do what she is already instinctively doing without support or assistance.

There is nothing to fear in birth. One should not be fearing complications, pain, inability to birth, intervention, unwanted presences, etc yet a lot of women have something to fear and that hinders the birthing process.
Women who freely choose to have a freebirth, often have worked out their issues beforehand and are left with a deep trust in birth and themselves.

Trust in it like you would in your ability to eat and your body’s ability to eat and process the food.

To give birth is to complete the cycle of creating a life, and it should be as sacred as the act of creating it.

A Different Mindset
Unassisted Pregnancy & Childbirth is a totally different mindset to the current views our Westernised culture has on pregnancy and childbirth. Here’s a closer look at the freebirthing mindset.
Natural Body Function
Pregnancy and childbirth are a natural function of the woman’s body. Other natural body functions involve breathing, bowel movements, eating etc and we can consciously control them or do them without thought or control.
We do not think about breathing all the time, we just do it. We don’t concern ourselves over whether or not we will successfully be able to eliminate our wastes, we just do it as we need to do it.
We expect our bodies to work as they were meant to. We expect our bodily functions to be successful as a matter of course. We don’t “hope” for success, we just expect it. And for the majority of time, we don’t have any issues.
Childbirth is no different. When it is time, we will give birth. There is all there is to it. We trust that childbirth is a natural body function. We trust that it will be fine, and if it is one of those rare times where it isn’t, we will seek assistance just like we would if we ran into trouble with one of our other body functions.
Mother is the Primary Expert & Authority
Without other sources of authority or qualified experts present, the mother becomes the primary expert where her body, birth and child are concerned. This is how it should be – women need to know they can look to themselves and do the necessary things as becomes necessary. No more, no less.
For some this is a leap of faith. For others this is simply freedom to access their intuitive powers and knowledge without having to fight for it, explain or justify their decisions or actions.
Many freebirthers want and demand to be the sole authority present at their births and the full responsibility and accountability that comes with this freedom. To most this is preferable over the illusion of shared responsibility with a caregiver that will never suffer the real consequences of a bad decision.
True Natural Physiological Birth
To have a truly natural and physiological childbirth, a woman must be truly unhindered, uninhibited and free to go with the flow of her birthing energies. It is next to impossible to have a birth that has no interventions or influences (internal or external) in the medical model of childbirth – and that includes homebirth with a midwife.
Freebirthers believe in natural physiological birth and that birth was designed to work. If childbirth was so fraught with risk and complications that nature could not resolve in the natural process of birth then reproduction would come to a screaming halt. Humans as a species would have died out by now if our reproduction was intrinsically flawed.
Interference with the physiological process of childbirth is what causes so many complications seen in childbirth in the westernised world. Is it really a wonder why so many people are ingrained with the sense that childbirth is risky and a “what if” is most likely to occur? Luck has nothing to do with a body function being successful.
Safest Birthing Option
Most freebirthers believe that unassisted childbirth is the safest possible option for birth. Homebirth has consistently been proven to be safer than hospital or birth centre birth. It is not much more of a stretch to see how freebirth can be safer than homebirth with a midwife as the mother will look to herself for information about what is happening first, rather than rely on a midwife that only has external signs to go by.
Positive & Most Responsible Option
Free pregnancies and births are usually very positive experiences as the mindset of freebirthers tend towards the confidently positive rather than negativity or doubt. This strongly and positively influences women’s birthing experiences.
As for responsibility, it is the most responsible thing a woman can do. Every pregnant woman should be prepared for the chance of freebirth. She may not make it to hospital in time. Her midwife may not make it to her home in time. She may be stuck somewhere without assistance to birth. Freebirth preparation is the ultimate birth preparation and responsibility regardless of which choice women end up taking for their birth.
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Why chose unassisted birth
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a desire to retain control over one of life’s most emotional, intimate and primal processes is paramount.
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the most inconvenient hindrance is having to expend your limited energy during labor to try and make caregivers understand that you want to be responsible for your own birth, and that you do not want to submit to their procedures and routines. You deserve to have a beautiful, unhindered birth, which is difficult to come by when some other caregiver is interrupting your concentration and disturbing your peace so that you cannot hear that inner voice which confirms truth.
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Women are tired of their wishes and beliefs about birth not being honored and respected. They realize that many hospital procedures which doctors are required to adhere to are more about avoiding malpractice suits than about what is really best for the woman and baby.
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We, as spiritual beings, have the capacity to experience the transformative power of birth that connects us with deeper understanding of life.
When Love is an integral part of the birthing field, a woman has access to the power of creation that is working through her. The more power there is in her field the less force she will need to use, because Love is a highly coherent field. And visa versa: the less power she has, the more force it would require to deliver a baby.
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one where someone else’s view of birth is not dictating the birth
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I knew that birth was a door into myself, if I treated it that way. I knew I needed to be alone with myself.
I believe it is every woman’s right to give birth the way she wants to.
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if a family is attracted to Freebirth as a way to avoid a recurrence of birth disappointment at the hands of a perinatal professional, I invite them to rather heal that and find a positive motive to Freebirth. As the bumper sticker states, what we resist, persists.
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riding the birthwave of the future
it is up to you to create that excellent, healing, powerful experience
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if we change OUR way of being in Birth, we will demand by our very presence and approach the respect we deserve…and maybe, just maybe that will touch every other area of our daughters’ experience as Women in the world.
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The body needs to be the one in control. There are thousands of years of primal instinct coded into the woman’s body.
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No one else has the information that the mother and baby do because it is not happening to them. This makes the mother the only true EXPERT AUTHORITY present at her birth. She has access to information that the care provider will never have access to.
That information may not be able to be communicated in logical, reasonable words and sentences.

She may not be able to explain that it is right and okay for her to do what she is doing and that to fight it would be to cause problems with birthing.
Birthing is a natural physiological process, designed by millions of years of evolution.
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we are finally understanding the long-lasting effects of verbal/emotional abuse, which most often does not have an immediate physical effect, and recognizing it’s significance in the lives of those touched by it, the same applies to Birth. Being “healthy” isn’t just about a strong heartbeat and physical post-birth healing. It’s about HEALTH in all areas of our being-and our baby’s.

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undeterred by the worries of others

We tend to be self-conscious when we are watched, especially by strangers, and this can prevent us from birthing as freely as we could were we not being observed. When we are only with our loved ones, or completely on our own, we are less inhibited. We do not have to worry about embarrassing ourselves, nor do we have to feel like we are participating in a spectator sport. We can birth as we were meant to do, surrounded by love and acceptance.

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Those who birth unassisted for religious reasons do so because they believe it is natural and will bring them closer to nature and the gods. They want to explore their own creative power and get in touch with their inner priestess. Some want to be the goddess of their own life and follow their own path. One may simply want to get in touch with their hearts and ground themselves to the Earth. Most women who do it for religious reasons are seeking enlightenment, but that is not the only factor behind religious unattended birth. Unassisted childbirth can be a great way to reconnect with your own intuition, and it can help build confidence in oneself which can have a profound impact on family relationships.

Birth itself is considered profound by most, though for others it is considered no more profound than passing a bowel movement. Some women simply see birth as a normal part of life that doesn’t require a lot of fuss to be made. They may birth while everyone else is sleeping or at work or school, without calling anyone to assist. The moment you meet your child is always beautiful and life-changing, but the act of delivering a child feels ordinary to many people who chose to birth unassisted. They just see it as a normal life experience that doesn’t have to be witnessed.

We want to heal from being coerced, manipulated, and deceived into consenting to unnecessary, harmful medical procedures. We need to be free of those experiences.

a birth attendant is not needed; a baby will come no matter who is present!

Chosing to birth unattended is about learning to trust your instincts and take complete responsibility for the life of yourself and your child.

Women who chose this path come from a variety of backgrounds and have many reasons. Most women don’t have just one reason for doing it but an entire mental list. The choice is very personal and often very important to those who make it, so much that they risk disdain from others for following their hearts down this road.

Arwyn from MDC says, “I think labor has the potential to be social, to be sexual, to be spiritual, to be orgasmic, to be sacred, to be ordinary, to be painful, to be scary, to be revolutionary, to be so many things. I don’t think it’s necessarily one more than any other – I think it’s up to each woman to pursue the aspect she most wants/identifies with/is called to. For some, that means they want just their partner there, or they want no one there, or they want all their women support there. I think there are ways to give birth that are more safe, or less safe, and prepared UC is one of the safer/safest ways, but women are more than capable of weighing their options and making an informed choice about which path is right for them.”

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believes in childbirth as a normal, non-agonizing, natural act, and that’s something every woman could benefit from, whether she births at home or in a hospital. Replacing the fear with faith just might deliver women from the throws of childbirth agony and into the open arms of the miracle they helped to create.

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According to the technocratic model, typical of North America and Europe today, birth is a potentially pathological process and only ‘normal’ in retrospect. Labour and delivery are the work of an obstetric team rather than the woman herself. Each pregnant woman is evaluated in terms of risk categories, and from early pregnancy on she is turned into a patient, someone who is the object of medical care, concern and screening. There is often little continuity of care and a large number of different, and often anonymous, specialists may be involved. Emotional and spiritual aspects of birth are usually ignored or treated as embarrassing.

The social model, in contrast, defines birth as a social event and normal life process. It entails hard work that is done by the woman, her close family, female friends and other women in the neighbourhood, including a midwife who is well-known in the community. Her helpers are almost exclusively women. She has continuity of care and a continuing relationship with those who are providing care. The mother is seen as passing through a major life transition in which spiritual forces must be invoked to support her and evil spirits and negative psychological influences kept at bay. Emotional and spiritual aspects of birth are central to the experience of everyone participating.

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Most of us have been taught that scientific, medical information is more legitimate than a birthing woman’s own knowledge, but I don’t believe that for a minute. Doctors and midwives might know alot about birth, but it is mothers who give birth.

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Safety
Childbirth and the Car Analogy
So you want to know how safe childbirth is really?
Let’s look at the cultural conditioning of what childbirth is believed to be.
Most births take place in hospitals today and many people say that they had birth complications and that ‘things had to be done’ to assist in birthing. They take this to mean childbirth is inherently risky, and to give birth is safe if you do it in hospital with medical assistance at the ready.
That however, is n ot indicative of real physiological childbirth. Birth in the medical model, especially in hospital, is anything BUT natural or as Nature intended.
Birth works but the interference has already begun long before the interventions of birth occur.
Interference in the form of our belief structures, the accepted ‘facts and norms’ of society simply because it is that way for many, many people, the mass media, our cultures, our upbringing, our fears and even our less than optimal lifestyles.
If you want birth to be safe, there are many factors to consider, the most important being the trust and guidance of your instincts.
Just like gaining confidence to drive a car safely through learning, education (both external and self), instinct, reflexes, experience etc, you can also gain confidence that you can birth safely.
It is all within your reach if you so desire it.
If you want to keep going along the track of thought in comparing birthing with driving a car; consider this:
Birthing is a natural physiological process, designed by millions of years of evolution.
Driving a car is not. Technically, it c ould be considered an unnatural form of transport that came about with advances in civilisation. As for modern childbirth as opposed to physiological childbirth, the more our civilisation has advanced medically, the further it has gone off track from what childbirth really is.
Birthing as we were designed to birth, is safe. True risks, deaths or unresolvable complications ARE rare. Eg. Extremely short cords preventing baby from descending, complete true placenta previa, etc are rare.
Placenta previa and accreta are becoming less rare due to scars in the uterus from increased c-sections today. We are hearing about more and more complications of childbirth that have nothing to do with the risks of physiological childbirth and everything to do with the risks of hindering physiological childbirth.
Driving20a car, as it was meant to be driven, is not as safe as giving birth as birth was meant to be given.
True risks, deaths or unresolvable complications ARE NOT rare in driving a car. Why? Because you can’t control what other people do in their own cars. You could be the world’s safest driver, yet be hit and killed by some speeding idiot.
Likewise, giving birth in an environment where you are subject to unnatural hindrances and influences on your birth is a car accident waiting to happen, especially if you opt to give birth as you were NOT meant to – under the influence of drugs, with instruments, observation, sterility and stress.
Medical technology and assistance has its place in emergencies and in rare complications of physiological childbirth, but does little to safeguard childbirth itself from complications.
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I realize that there are people who can cite terrible stories about births in which the mother and baby almost died, and were saved by medical intervention. And for every one of those stories, I can suggest to you several reasons why that birth trauma could have been avoided.
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They are not things that just “happen”….they are caused by something. In most cases, we can eliminate the cause.
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No machine, such as an electronic fetal monitor, and no person other than the birthing woman can really know what is right for that woman. Only by looking within herself and consulting her inner wisdom through intuitive insight can the woman know what is right to do in her particular situation. Sometimes, she may sit down, close her eyes, and actually seek this insight in order to solve a perceived problem in the birth. But most likely, as the following birth story will depict, that which must be done is instinctively or intuitively made clear to the mother at a time of emergency, without her actively seeking such information.
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The reason that hospital birth, or any birth attended by a doctor or midwife is inherently dangerous, is that it causes the woman to not trust or listen to what her body is telling her to do, and it causes her to listen to others and accept their assessment of her situation when there is no possible way they could know what is best. By doing this, many complications often occur. The medical establishment tries to convince us that only through medical tests or the experience of professionals can a mother really have a safe birth….but it is reliance upon those very experiences which can actually cause complications. Your body knows what to do….if you will trust this process, and not try to second guess what your body is telling you, just trust it, you will avoid complications the majority of the time.
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in taking responsibility for your own health and birth, you have to do the research. Yes it’s work. Yes, it would be easier to rely upon a medical professional who has been to school and supposedly knows what is best. But the reality is, what they suggest isn’t always best in your particular situation, and only YOU can tell for sure. So don’t be lazy, do your homework! All the information you need is out there.
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there are no guarantees in birth- either unassisted, or hyper-medically assisted.
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You came from a long line of women who gave birth beautifully. Women today are the height of human evolution, every one of us is a result of our perfectly birthing ancestors. If we have small pelvises, so did they- there is no such thing as cephalopelvic disproportion. If we have really long pregnancies, so did they- there is no such thing as post-term pregnancy- there is “just right”.
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When you KNOW what you are losing by allowing yourself to be treated like a “patient”, when you stop allowing fear of “what could happen” dictate your choices, and start walking your path toward your Birth strong, aware and awake–things are very very different.
make the switch from the “patient” mindset to “expert” mindset
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The Safety of Childbirth
Safety in childbirth is measured by how many mothers and babies die and how many survive childbirth in less than perfect health.

Studies done comparing hospital and out-of-hospital births indicate fewer deaths, injuries and infections for homebirths supervised by a trained attendant than for hospital births. No such studies indicate that hospitals have better outcomes than homebirths.

So what of unassisted births? No official studies have been done to date yet on this.

Laura Shanley passed the following stats for unassisted birth:
Intended UCs March 1999-March 2000
Total: 54 babies
8 born in the hospital (one was a C-section)
2 born at home with a midwife
44 born at home unassisted
The 8 women who went to the hospital said they essentially went due to fear, pain, or lack of support from their husbands. One woman was losing her vision and thought it best to go.
The C-section was a breech. The woman went because she was in a lot of pain. The doctor gave her the option of either a vaginal birth or C-sec and she chose the C-sec.

The 2 women who called midwives were a little nervous during the birth. Both their midwives were very good, and non-interventive.
With the UCs, there were 2 transfers after the birth. One woman was losing too much blood (VBAC), the other gave birth prematurely and thought it best to take the baby to the hospital.
Both women were happy they had had a UC, as were the other 42. So the outcomes were very good. These stats are from all the women who have contacted me in the past year and said they were intending to have a UC.

Misc info
Variations & Complications of Pregnancy & Childbirth
Sometimes childbirth doesn’t go smoothly. In the medical mode of healthcare, when childbirth doesn’t go smoothly, the woman is labelled as having a “birth complication(s)”.
Every birth is different however, and just as there are normal variations in height, size, weight, eye colour etc in humans, there are also normal variations in childbirth.
True birth complications are truly rare variations that do not resolve themselves during the birthing process – such as complete placenta previa.
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by introducing negative thoughts and fear into the pregnancy, it creates a lot of anxiety which is not good for you or your child, and the more you dwell on a particular outcome, the more you bring it to reality. Your mind controls your body, and whatever thoughts or beliefs you introduce into your mind, if dwelt on, can have a negative impact on your pregnancy.
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If you choose to do some or all prenatal care, be aware that it is possible you may have some unresolved fears over a particular area Eg. Trying to determine position of baby – not quite trusting in your ability to give birth without assistance regardless of position.
Part of preparing for birth involves processing your fears surrounding birth, so be consciously aware of what you are doing.
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Babies born to mothers who have remained upright throughout their labors rarely need to have nose or mouth suctioned because the fact that they have been head down the whole time means mucous has been draining from the nose and mouth throughout the entire delivery. As the baby descends through the birth canal, his chest and lungs are tightly squeezed so that any fluid or mucous is naturally expelled.

If you are remaining upright during your labor and delivery, you will not need one, and you will probably not tear either.
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any induction is a poor substitute for patience: be warned that natural inductions can cause long, erratic, difficult labors, and are not at all proven safe for the baby. They increase the probability of the baby passing meconium in utero, and the likelihood of having to transfer to the hospital for the birth. Midwife Gail Hart shares her wisdom about letting births happen in their own time in Midwifery Today’s “The Birthkit “(Autumn, 2000): “There is a sort of chemical ‘combination lock’ that starts labor. Everything has to be lined up just right to ‘unlock’ a good labor pattern. When we interfere with that, it can be as frustrating as using the wrong combination of numbers to open a locked safe.” Remember that every day inside of you is a precious gift that only you can give to your child.
Birth complications, especially in the first time mother, are often the result of helpful tampering with something that simply needs time and privacy to unfold as intended.
“Each expulsive sensation shapes the head of the baby to conform to the contours of the mother’s pelvis. This can take time and lots of patience, especially if the baby is large. This shaping of the baby’s skull must be done with the same gentleness and care as Michaelangelo applying plaster and shaping a statue. This shaping work often takes place over time in the midpelvis and is erroneously interpreted as ‘lack of descent’, ‘arrest’ or ‘failure to progress’ by those who do not appreciate art.
“I tell mothers at this time ‘It’s normal to feel like the baby is stuck…. the baby’s head is elongating and getting shaped a little more with each sensation…. it will suddenly feel like it has come down.’ And this is exactly what happens. Given time to mold, the head of the baby suddenly appears- this progression is not linear, and does not happen in stations of descent. Often the mother can sleep deeply between sensations and this is most helpful to recharge her batteries and allow gentle shaping of the babe’s head. The baby is an active participant and must not be pushed and forced out of the mother’s body until he/she is prepared to make the exit.
Birth isn’t about hard, grueling work, it’s an act of surrendering; of releasing, and opening up.
pelvic exams are one way to slow down a labor, if not stop it altogether
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BIRTH IS NO LONGER THE SACRED JOURNEY IT ONCE WAS. C-sections are as high as 75% in some countries, and in North America, Cesearean Sections have increased by over 400% in just 15 years. CLEARLY this procedure is NO LONGER being used SOLELY as a last resort-to save the lives of Mothers and Babies! Consider this: The risk of dying from a C-section is 2 to 3 TIMES that of dying from a Vaginal Birth! With so many lies, deliberate omissions, and misconceptions prevelant in mainstream society, it isn’t suprising that many women feel that opting for a planned C-section is the better and safer of their options! Women are being led to the operating table, fully believing they are doing the best thing for their babies or themselves- when in only 3-10% of the cases, is this the truth. (that means that 90-97% of the time, it’s a LIE.)
Far too many women have become voiceless patients told what to do and when, what stick to pee on, what to eat, and on what day they will have their babies removed from their abdomen. As post partum depression rates go up, the question begs to be asked: “Are women missing something when they have unnecessary or unethical C-sections?” The answer won’t be found in a medical book-in fact, most OB’s will even DENY the obvious connection between a Birth Passage that did not go as the Mother had hoped, and their subsequent depression!
AND WHAT ABOUT THE BABIES!!? Babies who are taken by C-section, without the benefit of any labor are more prone to lung and breathing problems, higher rates of asthma and tooth problems, not to mention the damage to their initial “imprint”-those first few moments on Earth that tells them that they are safe-loved, and welcome. NO MOTHER would wish their baby to experience any kind of unnecessary trauma- but for some reason, we have been conditioned to believe that they don’t experience trauma until after Birth-how could we believe that they aren’t “awake” yet!? Their Birth Passage has a profound effect on their foundation- what they believe about themselves and their place in the world. In addition to all of the recognizable trauma from C-sections, Mother’s who have medical Births may have a difficult time breastfeeding, which can then rob the infant of the best nutritional/bonding opportunities, and the mother of incredibly important hormonal releases and bonding time!
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the births women mostly give in hospitals are not the births that women are intended to give- they are stark reflections of modern medicine
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many hospital procedures which doctors are required to adhere to are more about avoiding malpractice suits than about what is really best for the woman and baby

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Childbirth is Safe for Today’s American Women, but Why?
July 28, 2007 by
Heather B.

Low Maternal Death Rates Aren’t Just Because of Hospitals & Technology!
Those who are against homebirth and freebirth often have the same arguments. They say that parents who chose these births are thrill-seekers who don’t care about the well-being of their babies. A favorite statistic to quote is the fact that some 500,000 women die yearly around the world from childbirth complications. These arguments are severely lacking in foundation and evidence. There is much that the naysayers purposely leave out and exaggerate. To really understand the dangers of childbirth and the safety of birthing location, we need to examine the most common causes of maternal death across the world and why they are not so rare here in America today.

We need to know more for the number 500,000 to tell us anything about the safety of birth. How many women each year give birth? Where do most of those maternal deaths occur, and what is different about that country from America? What are the most common causes of death? How many of those deaths were truly preventable? The presence of this data would enable us to calculate percentages. Those percentages can give us a far better idea how safe or dangerous childbirth is than a lone number. The truth is, the numbers aren’t quite so dismal for Americans.

Less than one percent of maternal deaths occur in developed countries. Most take place in developing nations. Some believe that’s only due to their lack of technology. However, there are many differences between the United States and these other places. In developing nations, poverty is very common. There is not always clean drinking water or enough food to eat. Women may spend all day working in fields under the hot sun. Women in these countries are often malnourished and overworked, increasing their risk of complications and death. Poor sanitation is another large factor contributing to how dangerous birth in these places can be. It’s not all about technology and prenatal care.

When considering the causes of death, we need to remember a few things. For one, cases where women died after abortions are counted. Moreover, ectopic pregnancy–when the egg implants outside of the womb–is another major cause of death. It can typically be identified by severe pain and bleeding. That causes about 13% of maternal deaths worldwide. Usually these pregnancies don’t last very long, and the mother’s body makes her quite aware that something is wrong. It has little to do with the subject of freebirth, as rarely do these pregnancies result in birth. Accidental deaths and those from incidental causes, like violence against women, may also be counted.

Women most commonly die during pregnancy or childbirth of infection (13%), preeclampsia (12%), hemorrhage (25%), sepsis, and obstructed labor (8%). Indirect causes make up 20% the maternal deaths, and these include preexisting conditions such as diseases and malnourishment. The last 8% are classified as other causes, some of which are unpreventable like amniotic fluid in the bloodstream. The frequency of these occurrences in the US are much lower than they are around the world. This is because Americans are less likely to be poor, malnourished, overworked, or to have unsanitary living conditions. Puerperal fever sepsis, or childbed fever, is contracted due to lack of sanitation. We’ve all but eliminated that in America because of our better hygiene.

Maternal mortality ratio is the number of maternal deaths per 100,000 live births. (Now remember, this isn’t including stillborn deaths, nor do we know how many of the live births were multiples.) The countries with the two highest rates are Sierra Leone and Afghanistan, at 2000 and 1900 respectively. Iceland and Austria have the lowest ratios, at 10 and 4 respectively. The US MMR is 17. That means that for every 100,000 women that give birth, only 17 die. That’s a percentage of 0.017% maternal deaths, far less than 1%, which was maternal death rate in the early 1900s. Back then one mother died for every 100 births; now one mother dies for every 10,000 births. The rate is much higher for African-American women.

This is attributed mainly to C-section usage (which actually triples risk of maternal death), obstetric labor management and prenatal care, as well as better sanitation. However, when we look at hospital birth vs. homebirth, the number of mothers dying after homebirth with midwifery care is even lower. This suggests that the hospital environment and obstetric approach to pregnancy and birth make maternal death more likely. Studies have shown that technological interventions like C-sections greatly increase risk of maternal death. One would have to conclude then that other factors play a bigger role in these better outcomes. We have significantly more knowledge, better hygiene practices, and take better care of ourselves physically, nutritionally, and emotionally. We now know not to smoke and drink during pregnancy, for example.

We know that infection and sepsis, accounting for 13% of maternal deaths, can be prevented with good sanitation. Another 13% of maternal deaths are the result of complications from abortion. Another 20% of maternal deaths are from indirect causes, which are also less likely in our country due to better nutrition, sanitation, and overall healthiness. The remaining 55% of deaths are caused by preeclampsia, hemorrhage, obstructed labor, and other causes such as embolisms. I can’t examine those “other” causes, being that there are so many–too many to list and cover! We can, however, take a peek at these more common complications.

A significant number of deaths are because of hemorrhage, which is extensive bleeding. Risk of hemorrhage can be lowered by being well-nourished, breastfeeding after birth, avoiding blood-thinning medication, and birthing at home. Hemorrhage is three times more likely to occur in the hospital. It is even more likely after a C-section or pitocin. Hemorrhage can be treated adequately at home with many herbs, uterine massage, the trendelenberg position, urinating often, and oxygen administration. Sometimes medication or surgery is needed, which requires a hospital. While hemorrhage causes about 17% of maternal deaths in the US, only 5% or less of women will be afflicted with postpartum hemorrhage. Most cases occur after hospital births, particularly interventionist ones–which proves that death because of hemorrhage can’t always be prevented.

This is attributed mainly to C-section usage (which actually triples risk of maternal death), obstetric labor management and prenatal care, as well as better sanitation. However, when we look at hospital birth vs. homebirth, the number of mothers dying after homebirth with midwifery care is even lower. This suggests that the hospital environment and obstetric approach to pregnancy and birth make maternal death more likely. Studies have shown that technological interventions like C-sections greatly increase risk of maternal death. One would have to conclude then that other factors play a bigger role in these better outcomes. We have significantly more knowledge, better hygiene practices, and take better care of ourselves physically, nutritionally, and emotionally. We now know not to smoke and drink during pregnancy, for example.

We know that infection and sepsis, accounting for 13% of maternal deaths, can be prevented with good sanitation. Another 13% of maternal deaths are the result of complications from abortion. Another 20% of maternal deaths are from indirect causes, which are also less likely in our country due to better nutrition, sanitation, and overall healthiness. The remaining 55% of deaths are caused by preeclampsia, hemorrhage, obstructed labor, and other causes such as embolisms. I can’t examine those “other” causes, being that there are so many–too many to list and cover! We can, however, take a peek at these more common complications.

A significant number of deaths are because of hemorrhage, which is extensive bleeding. Risk of hemorrhage can be lowered by being well-nourished, breastfeeding after birth, avoiding blood-thinning medication, and birthing at home. Hemorrhage is three times more likely to occur in the hospital. It is even more likely after a C-section or pitocin. Hemorrhage can be treated adequately at home with many herbs, uterine massage, the trendelenberg position, urinating often, and oxygen administration. Sometimes medication or surgery is needed, which requires a hospital. While hemorrhage causes about 17% of maternal deaths in the US, only 5% or less of women will be afflicted with postpartum hemorrhage. Most cases occur after hospital births, particularly interventionist ones–which proves that death because of hemorrhage can’t always be prevented.

Maternal deaths are much more likely to occur in the hospital than at a homebirth. This is because risky intervention and hindering restrictions are more common in the hospital. The interventions that are heralded as the reason for our lower MMR actually increase the risk of maternal death. Complications are less likely to occur in homebirth, as the environment and approach are different. Many complications can be treated at home with women very rarely needing to transfer to the hospital. A midwife is as capable as a doctor, and an educated mother can be just as capable as a midwife. The hospital is as available to homebirthers and freebirthers as it is to anyone, and they can transfer if necessary–usually in plenty of time to save all lives involved.

The risk of maternal death is very low in the US anyway, because our standard of living is so much better. Not only does birthing at home in and of itself put a mother at a lower risk of death, it also means a lower risk of postpartum depression. The babies are usually much healthier after homebirths and freebirths. The experience is usually much more enjoyable to everyone, not nearly as traumatic (or as expensive). Homebirthers & freebirthers are protecting themselves from the interventions that make maternal death more likely, while still on the lookout for complications that could put them at risk. They are not thrill-seekers, as these birth choices are no more risky than any other type of birth. In fact, they may very well be more safe.

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Unassisted Childbirth: What If Something Goes Wrong?
April 28, 2007 by
Heather B.

This is the number one question people ask about unassisted birth. Even those who are planning one worry about this. The truth is that 90% of labors will be complication-free. For every 1,000 live births, only 6.50 infants will die in the first year of life. This includes SIDS, accidents, adverse reactions to vaccines, preemies, etc. The chances of your infant dying are very low. The stillbirth rate in the US is 1 in 115 births, a little less than 1%. The main causes are infection, defects, retarded growth, gestational diabetes, preeclampsia, maternal drug use, postdate pregnancy, physical trauma, placental abruption, radiation poisoning, Rh disease, and umbilical cord accidents. Few deaths occur due to problems during labor & delivery.

Many people assume that if a woman’s baby dies during an unassisted birth, it is her fault for not having had a doctor on hand. This is completely untrue. Most infants that die at home would have died in the hospital anyway. The vast majority of stillbirths occur in utero before labor begins. Many are related to problems that can’t be treated, only managed–or that can’t be managed at all. Even prenatal care will not save an infant from dying in utero. A doctor is likely to recommend preterm birth if an infant’s life seems to be in danger during the pregnancy, which is usually equally dangerous for the infant.

There are times when probably arise during labor that can threaten the life of the child. Some of these can be handled at home, and some will need hospital treatment. Mothers learn to recognize these conditions, handle them, and know when to go to the hospital. These labor complications are just as likely to cause death in a hospital as they are in the home, so long as the mother has done her research. Most problems can be handled by a mother simply following her instincts. Rarely does a death occur because of the mother’s actions, but because of things that are out of her (or anyone else’s) control.

In the hospital, the only sign that a fetus is in danger is discolored amniotic fluid or decelerations in the fetal heart rate. These signs can be recognized at home, too. A mother is perfectly capable of telling if her amniotic fluid is green. She can listen with a Doppler or fetoscope, and if something seems wrong, she can go to the hospital–calling ahead to warn them. It usually takes 15 minutes to prepare for a C-section in the hospital. If they are preparing while the mother is on her way, they can C-section her as soon just moments after her arrival. Sometimes, it will be too late–but this could happen even if she were in the hospital. Some mothers will not attempt an unassisted birth if the hospital is too far away for this reason.

One sign that something is wrong is excess bleeding during or after labor. This could mean problems with the placenta, such as placenta accreta or placental abruption, which puts the child in danger of oxygen deprivation and the mother in danger of hemorrhage. It could also mean that the mother is already hemorrhaging and could bleed to death. If it occurs during labor, a mother should go to the hospital. She should not take any blood thinning medication for pain. There are herbs that can be used to help manage the bleeding. If it occurs after birth, the mother may be hemorrhaging. Many cases can be handled, again, with herbs and maternal rest. If the bleeding is severe or continues, if the mother begins to seizure or feel faint, she should be taken to the emergency room immediately.

Placenta previa is a condition in which the placenta covers the cervix, blocking the baby’s exit. The mother can usually feel during labor that the baby is not coming out. She can often feel the placenta during a vaginal check. Spotting during pregnancy can be a sign that the placenta is covering the cervix. This can also be spotted by listening with a Doppler or fetoscope. A mother can learn to differentiate between heartbeat, cord sounds, and placental sounds. She can also palpitate her stomach to feel the location of the placenta. Most of the time the mother will be aware of this condition before labor begins. This is a condition that will require a C-section. It affects about 0.5% of all labors and is not an emergency. Mothers are more likely to hemorrhage with this condition, but usually the baby is delivered fine by C-section.

Another labor emergency is cord prolapse, when the cord is presenting before the infant. If the mother can feel the cord at her cervix, or if it drops into the birth canal before the baby, she is going to need a C-section. The cord can become compressed, cutting
off the oxygen supply to the infant. She should try to push the umbilical cord back inside her. An ambulance should be called. She should lay back on her elbows, with her legs and backside elevated as far as possible. This position will utilize gravity to keep the baby from pressing down on the cord. If birth is imminent, and the baby is coming out, she should continue delivering. Otherwise, she needs to wait for the ambulance and go to the hospital for a C-section.

Shoulder dystocia occurs when the baby becomes stuck in the birth canal, his shoulders refusing to come past the pelvis. The baby is at risk of fetal distress, because the cord may become compressed and deprive the child of oxygen. This should be handled as quickly as possible but is no reason to panic. Many times the baby can be dislodged if the mother changes position: squats, rolls around a little, stands up, gets on her hands and knees, or just moves her body sharply. She can lay on her back and flex her legs to her shoulders, which widens the pelvis. If this does not work, someone can attempt to gently dislodge the baby. Hands should be placed on the shoulders, and the baby should be turned gently–sort of corkscrewed out. Another method is to try to dislodge one shoulder, then the next. The attendant can also squeeze the shoulders trying to make them a little smaller. If this fails, someone should call 911 while the mother continues trying to deliver. This is usually resolved without need of a C-section, but it can become an emergency–even in the hospital.

Another common question asked is: What if the baby isn’t breathing? If the baby is purple, red, or pink, or pale, keep the child warm. Hold him skin to skin. Talk to her. Rub his back to stimulate him. Lay her face down over her thigh with her bum higher than her head to facilitate mucous drainage. Give her a moment. If she doesn’t perk up, begin administering CPR if she does not start breathing. Flicking the feet, applying a cayenne tincture on the lips, or even giving the baby a good hard slap can help her breath. If the baby is pale blue, white, limp, or seems almost dead, suction the nose, start CPR, and call 911. Many mothers rent an oxygen tank so they can give the child oxygen if necessary.

An inverted uterus is rare. It occurs when the uterus inverts and comes down the birth canal after the baby. This can be solved by balling your hand up into a fish, gently sticking it into the vagina, and pushing the uterus back up past the cervix. This is very painful. Inverted uterus increases the mother’s risk of hemorrhage. Mothers suffering this complication should go to the hospital.

If there is meconium in the water or if the water is discolored, your baby is at an increased risk of infection. However, this is not a guarantee that anything is wrong. The baby should be born and washed up. If he seems to need medical attention, take him to a clinic right away. This is not a complication or emergency. With treatment after birth, the baby should be fine even if he did inhale a little meconium.

Most people are afraid that the cord will be around the baby’s neck. This is not an emergency, and it’s not uncommon! The cord is around the neck about 30% of the time. Usually it causes no damage and is loose enough that the mother can simply unwind it, or somersault the baby out of the cord as he emerges. If it is tight enough, it may be cutting off the baby’s oxygen supply. In this situation the parents would cut the cord and then push the baby out as quickly as possible. Many unassisted birth stories include the mother mentioning that she had to unwind the cord from around the child’s neck. My own son was born with his cord loosely around his neck. The doctor simply cut it, and that was it! The cord shouldn’t be cut unless necessary though, as it keeps providing oxygen to the infant.

Tearing is less common at home in the hospital but can occur anyway. Most tearing is mild and will heal on its own. Many mothers handle severe tearing by holding the skin together and applying superglue. However, some mothers do have severe tearing that heals all on its own. The mother can go to the hospital for stitches if she likes, but this is no reason to panic.

Many things we perceive as complications are just normal events that aren’t extremely common. Many events during the labor can be handled by a mother on her own, and she can even learn to evaluate her risks of complications. Most mothers will solve these problems using what they’ve learned by researching and by relying on their instincts. Many times, if a mother’s actions cannot save the child’s life, neither would the doctors except in rare situations (birth defects, premature birth, etc). There are true emergencies that do require hospital and even C-section delivery. Mothers planning an unassisted birth learn to recognize these emergencies and know how to handle them. They also know when they should and should not attempt to deliver their baby at home. The simple answer to the question “What if something goes wrong?” is “The birthing couple will be prepared to handle it.”

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Common fears about/of childbirth

Baby not Breathing
A common fear of homebirth whether it is unassisted or not, is that the baby will have breathing problems.

After a baby is born, they start undergoing the transition from dependence on the placenta to dependence on lung breathing for oxygen. This may take up to 7 minutes to establish proper breathing for some babies. Other babies start breathing regularly immediately.

It is vital that the umbilical cord is NOT CUT until the baby is breathing fine and the placenta has been birthed or the cord is limp, cold and white. The cord and placenta are a source of oxygenated blood for the baby even though it may appear to have stopped pulsing.

Establishment of Newborn Breathing
The physiological event of how newborn babies start to breathe on their own has nothing to do with the need for air, and if oxygen flow was restricted, the baby would start gasping for air from body reflex due to high carbon dioxide levels. (You can see this if you pinch, clamp or cut the cord right after birth – DON’T DO THIS!!)

The actual reason babies start breathing is thought to be a combination of biochemical changes and physical stimuli – cold, gravity, pain, light, noise, etc which cause excitation of the respiratory centre.

This may be a reason water birthed and some home birthed babies do not always start breathing immediately but take a couple of minutes before their first breath. See the Ennings modified APGAR for waterbirthed babies here.

It is normal to breathe on and off until the switch over from uterus environment to breathing with lungs is complete – this can take anywhere from 1 minute to 7 minutes for normal breathing patterns. Before breathing can even occur, the baby needs natural drainage of his/her airways – if laid on the mother with the head below the body, all the gunk will either be swallowed, coughed or sneezed or otherwise drained out.
An excerpt from “Emergency Childbirth: A Manual” by Dr. Gregory White; [I have this whole manual and plan to share some exerpts from it]
“The normal baby is pink or purplish, has a good deal of tension in his muscles, tends to hold his arms and legs rather stiffly, and resists external efforts to move them. He will make a face when his face is touched. If held with the face down and to the side as previously described, to allow him to cough out any mucus that may be in his throat, and stimulated gently by rubbing of the attendant’s hand up and down his spine, the normal baby will breathe and cry within 3 or 4 minutes and can be put aside in a safe place while the attendant returns to the care of the mother.

The baby who is born pale, pale blue, or white, and limp, with no expression in the face, no movements in the limbs, no tendency to resist outside efforts to move his arms and legs – this baby is already seriously embarrassed and may need help in breathing.

This baby’s mouth should be wiped out with a clean cloth to start with. Some high ranking experts in the field believe that this is all that can or should be done. They have reasons for thinking that any baby who can take his first breath will do so; that any baby who can not draw the first breath himself cannot have it done for him.

Mouth to mouth artificial respiration, recommended by the American Red Cross is also suitable if the attendant is trained in this method as applied to infants.

In the occasional case where the baby fails to rally, other methods would not be more likely to produce success.

Meconium in Waters
The appearance of meconium in the amniotic fluid is due to the baby adapting to low oxygen supply by eliminating waste from the bowels so that oxygen supply can be re-routed to more vital organs such as the heart, brain etc.

It can also be due to a breech presentation and stimulation of the buttocks by the pelvic floor muscles.
In itself, meconium does not mean fetal distress or that there is a problem. It is simply a physiological defense mechanism of the baby in response to low oxygen supply – something that occurs during the childbirth process.

In the medical model of childbirth care, there is a misconception that meconium in the waters presents a danger to the baby due to MAS – meconium aspiration syndrome where the baby inhales meconium. New research suggests that meconium is not the cause of MAS.

Suctioning due to Meconium
The practice of suctioning the mouth and throat of the baby after the head is birthed is is now considered useless.

The routine intubation and suction of the trachea just after birth in the case of meconium staining has been shown to confer no benefit.
Other Resources
Have the year 2000 neonatal resuscitation program guidelines changed the delivery room management or outcome of meconium-stained infants?
CONCLUSIONS:Since the implementation of year 2000 NRP guidelines, the rate of DR INT for tracheal suctioning has fallen significantly without a change in overall respiratory complications. Results of this study support the efficacy of year 2000 NRP recommendations.
Oropharyngeal and nasopharyngeal suctioning of meconium-stained neonates before delivery of their shoulders: multicentre, randomised controlled trial Lancet 2004
“Interpretation Routine intrapartum oropharyngeal and nasopharyngeal suctioning of term-gestation infants born through MSAF does not prevent MAS. Consideration should be given to revision of present recommendations.”
Meconium Isn’t the Problem; Induction Is – by Gail Hart of http://www.midwiferyeducation.org
Meconium (mec) is not a problem- unless mec is a symptom of severe distress. And then the problem is the distress- not the mec. With good fetal heart tone and a normal labor, even thick mec is rarely a problem.

Meconium is more common in labors which are induced, by any and all means of induction, and it’s debatable whether mec is even more common in post-dates labors since induction is often a confounding factor. I recently came across a study (as follows) that looks at the liklihood of whether heavy mec is actually a risk for meconium aspiration. It’s older, but large- it looks at almost a thousand babies with “thick or moderate meconium”. All sorts of things were found to contribute to the rate of mec; but only a couple babies out of a hundred actually developed meconium aspiration syndrome- MAS- even though the entire group had mec (39 out of 937).
Induction was a strong link to both meconium waters and to meconium aspiration syndrome- but (and this surprised everyone) POSTDATES was not found to be a factor in the babies who developed MAS: MAS was distributed equally among all gestation groups. MAS was correlated with thick mec primarily when there were other risk factors present- need for resucitation, poor heart tones, or ceserean delivery.
Induction of labor was the strongest association with MAS. We know that we see more mec in induced babies, and we know we see more MAS in induced babies. A logical guess may be that we see more mec in post-dates babies simply because post-dates babies are far more likely to be induced than are 40 week babies.
This study confirms what most of us have seen: that meconium is “rarely a problem”- even when it is thick.
No Benefit Seen With Suctioning During Birth of Meconium-Stained Neonates SAN FRANCISCO (Reuters Health) Feb 11, 2003
Suctioning during delivery of infants who present with meconium staining apparently does not prevent meconium aspiration syndrome. These findings, presented at the meeting of the Society for Maternal-Fetal Medicine, contradict current practice guidelines.

Lead study author Dr. Edgardo Szyld, of the Hospital Diego Paroissien in Buenos Aires, Argentina, believes that “we should consider revising the current recommendations” of suctioning these infants during delivery.

A total of 2514 infants with meconium-stained amniotic fluid were randomized to oro- and nasopharynx suctioning or to no suctioning just before delivery of the shoulders. Of those infants suctioned, 3.5% developed meconium aspiration syndrome (MAS), as did 3.6% of those not suctioned. Five newborns died in the suctioned group, and three in the group not suctioned.

No differences between the two groups were observed in the frequency of thick meconium, C-sections or need for resuscitation.

A single study back in the 1970s was the foundation for the recommendation of suctioning when meconium staining is evident, Dr. Szyld said. Recommendations to suction, set forth by the American Academy of Pediatrics and the American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists (ACOG) makes the practice “widespread–and it’s done around the world.”

However, he said, the current study shows that suctioning before the shoulders are delivered does not prevent meconium aspiration or its complications.

“The data presented by Dr. Szyld’s team provides convincing evidence that suctioning probably does not” alter outcomes, Dr. Laura E. Riley, chair of ACOG’s Committee on Obstetric Practice, told Reuters Health.

“Because suctioning has been beaten into clinicians for so many years, I’m not sure the current findings are really going to change clinical practice,” Dr. Riley said. “Still, I think the findings may provide some reassurance to clinicians that when meconium aspiration syndrome occurs it probably didn’t have anything to do with how adequately the infant was suctioned.”

While Dr. Riley believes that the researchers succeeded in showing that suctioning is probably unnecessary, she said they didn’t address “whether suctioning may actually have harmful effects, such as causing facial trauma.”

Bleeding & Post Partum Haemorrhage
After birth, there should not be much bleeding at all. A steady stream of blood with no appearance of the placenta is usually a sign that there is something wrong.

When the placenta initially separates, there is what is called a “separation gush” – this is anywhere from a few tablespoons to a half a cup of blood that emerges as the placenta detaches. Other than the separation gush, there should be no gushes at all when you are lying or sitting still.

There will be small gushes from pooled blood in the vagina after being still for a period of time. This is okay and somewhat like the small gushes that pad-wearing women get during their periods when standing after sitting for a period of time.
How Much is Too Much?
More than 500ml of blood (more than 2 cups) at once is considered too much by many homebirth midwives, and this excessive bleeding is called postpartum haemorrhage or PPH.

Keep in mind too that there might be some amniotic fluid as well, mixed in with the blood. Symptoms that a mother may experience with extreme blood loss are; fast pulse, light-headedness, shortness of breath, weakness, feeling faint, sick or ‘off’. Towards the extreme end of the scale, mothers may pass out from blood loss and it is best to take steps before this starts occurring.

Fear and adrenaline causes your heart rate to go up, which causes you to bleed more!

Feeling tired after giving birth is normal since it can require some physical exertion for some women, but feeling sickened, weird, wrong or “out of it” is not normal, and is not always due to blood loss. Feeling like that is a very good indication that something adverse has just happened and to keep a close eye on your body’s cues.
Understanding Why Bleeding Occurs
The mother’s body pumps blood through the many small blood vessels that connect the placenta to the wall of her uterus. That blood gets cycled through the placenta, and into the baby via the umbilical cord. In normal births, the uterus clamps down and closes those small blood vessels after the placenta detaches.

Preventive Measures:
Bleeding & Haemorrhage (PPH)
Preventive measures you can take during pregnancy, labour/birth, and afterwards to prevent or avoid bleeding problems.

Preventive Measures to take in Pregnancy
Good Iron & Vitamin C Intake: Since anaemia can contribute to PPH and excessive bleeding or severe problems due to blood loss, maintaining a good iron intake is important. In the second half of pregnancy, towards the third trimester, there is an increase in blood volume and because of this, the iron found in the blood is diluted which affects iron level tests.

As long as you feel your iron intake is healthy, and you are not anaemic, there is no need for iron supplementation which are not always good for the body.

The best sources of iron are found in dark green leafy vegetables, liver, heart and beets. Blackstrap molasses is also a good vegetarian source of iron.

Drinking a tea of yellow dock root, nettles, dandelion and kelp will provide you with an excellent source of iron that is readily absorbed by your body. If there are concerns about anaemia, take yellow dock root tincture daily, three times a day.

Also if you’re concerned about iron and are intent on improving your iron levels, take vitamin c (sodium absorbate) to aid absorption.

If you are taking too much vitamin C, your body will let you know by giving you the runs (diarrhoea!), just cut back the dosage gradually and in increments until your stools firm up, then continue at that dosage.

Good Vitamin K Intake: In the third trimester, be aware of your vitamin K intake and try and eat lots of Vit. K rich foods. This nutrient aids blood clotting, controls bleeding and is beneficial for the baby’s stores of Vitamin K.

Red Raspberry Leaf, Nettles & Alfalfa: This taken in either the tea, tablet or extract form daily from 32 weeks on, helps to tone the uterus and strengthen it. A finely toned uterus makes it easier for the uterus to do its work in clamping down on those open blood vessels after the placenta has detached.

Those herbs help to prevent PPH, bleeding, provide lots of valuable nutrients needed by the pregnant woman and support the pregnancy. Those three herbs are often taken with dandelion as well which helps with water retention.

Preventive Measures to take in Labour
Urinate Often: A full bladder can hinder labour and birth, as well as prevent the uterus from clamping down during the third stage.

Avoid Excessive Pushing: Avoid excessive or forced pushing, and breath-holding. This can rupture tiny blood vessels in the mother’s body, damage the placenta, tire out the uterus, and even cause bloodshot eyes! There is no need to push if you are having a natural labour and birth – your body will do it gently for you.

Avoid Epidurals & Other Drugs: There are many side effects to drugs whether they be for pain or for augmenting labour. Some of those effects can directly damage how the birthing process was designed to work, and can cause problems that lead to more intervention or excessive bleeding or PPH.

Have a Natural, Intervention/Interference-free birth: This is a good start to ensuring that the birthing process goes as it should.

Be Calm: Remember that fear and adrenaline causes rapid heartbeat/pulse, having the fear hormones cycling in your body as you give birth or afterwards can cause you to bleed more than you need to.

Preventive Measures to take After Birth
Breastfeed your Baby: Breastfeed your baby as soon as possible after birth. The sucking reflex is strongest in the first hour and will not be as strong again until a few hours after birth. As soon as your baby will take your breast, breastfeed! This will tell your body that the baby is out and breastfeeding safely. Natural oxytocin is released into your body and your uterus contracts down. If the placenta is still attached, this tells your body that it is OK to release the placenta.

Have a Physiological Third Stage: Be patient and wait for your placenta to detach and come out. Do not force or hurry it out. Do not clamp or cut the cord until after the placenta is birthed (or go for a lotus birth!)

Eat the Placenta!: Yes, I know it sounds disgusting but it works. This is one of the BEST ways to tell your body the placenta is out and to STOP pumping blood into it. You don’t even have to eat it. Just hold a piece of placenta under your tongue or in your cheek.

You can chew it or swallow it whole, or simply hold it in your mouth until the bleeding slows down. Eating the placenta will provide you with a huge hit of energy, nutrients, stop PPH and PPD (post-partum depression) dead in their tracks. Animals eat theirs!

Urinate!: If the placenta is slow in coming out or you feel you are bleeding too much, go and pee!

Don’t Bleed!: I’m actually serious here. Don’t bleed. Tell yourself that everything is fine and that you will not bleed. Once you birth the placenta, tell your body to stop bleeding immediately. Visualise the small vessels closing inside you and no bleeding.

Periniums & Tears

If you have torn, be reassured in knowing that tears heal quicker and easier than the cut of an epistomy, WITHOUT needing stitching. Most tears involve less tissue damage, are less painful and do not often go very deep; Many tears won’t need stitching as the jagged ends knit well together.

[goes on to list home remedies for pain and healing]

These are just a few examples, but there are many more. There are actually very few reasons to need to transfer to a hospital.