May 14, 2013 | Empowered, Grief, Mourning, Partner Attended, Siblings, Stillbirth
To think where I was mentally and physically eight weeks ago sends chills down my back. About this time my nurse Maggie was prepping my belly for delivery. As I said my tearful goodbyes to family, I knew mentally there was no turning back at this point, but...
May 19, 2011 | Afterbirth, Breast feeding, Colic, Empowered, Fast labor, Home birth, Marriage, Midwife Attended, Partner Attended, Pregnancy test, Therapy, Waterbirth, Yoga
The day I found I am pregnant I was on a business trip to a central laboratory down in England to collect data for my research as a part of my job as a research scientist at a University in Scotland. 30 years old, I was having a long-distance relationship with my...
Mar 4, 2011 | Empowered, First Birth, Mourning, Premature, Second birth, Siblings, Tearing, Transformation
by Tracee Sioux My birth story begins on Sept. 11, 2001. Three weeks before my daughter was born I photographed the second plane smashing through the second tower of the World Trade Center. Holding my swollen belly, and the baby within, I witnessed the entire world as...
Feb 27, 2011 | Cervical lip, Empowered, First Birth, Home birth, Midwife Attended, Nesting, Overdue, Partner Attended, Yoga
My visceral desire for a child had consumed me for months leading up to my pregnancy. I intuitively knew that the process of growing and birthing a life would be a powerful healing experience for me– I had read Ina May’s Spiritual Midwifery when I was in...
Feb 22, 2011 | Doula Attended, Empowered, Fertility Treatments, First Birth, Hospital Birth, HypnoBirthing, Midwife Attended, Planned Pregnancy, Ring of Fire
This is the story of the birth of my first child, my daughter, Elliot, on 30 November 2002. I longed for this baby. My life was everything I had ever wanted — great husband, education, dream job, lovely suburban house backing up to woods, money and time enough...
Feb 10, 2011 | Empowered, First Birth, Long Labor, Midwife Attended, Vocalizing
Sylvie’s birth. Outside the open window is the May dawn. There are pauses between contractions when life is so sweet, so light, and somewhere in the little world out there a blackbird has begun to sing. Through my unopen eyelids I can see the delivery room, pale...
