Posts Tagged ‘birth’

Little Leila Jane

Tuesday, April 24th, 2012 by by

On March 30th (her due date), at 10:27am, a wonderful, sweet little girl named Leila entered the world and joined our family. She weighed 7.13 pounds and measured 20 inches long. Her big brothers, Noah and Jacob, were excited to meet her, as was her big sister Emily.

My mother and father (her Oma and Opa) came to visit her right away. Her other grandparents, Nanny and Grand-Dad, would have loved to meet her right away but live in Kelowna. They are excited to meet her in May, when they come to visit.

Her Aunt Krista, Uncle Scott, and cousins Kacey and Mackenzie were also excited to welcome her. We all adore her. (more…)


Birth Matters: A Midwife’s Manifesta by Ina May Gaskin

Monday, March 7th, 2011 by by

Ina May Gaskin, America’s Leading Midwife, has a new book out this month titled Birth Matters: A Midwife’s Manifesta. And I am in tears from just finishing it.

I am sure many of my reader’s are familiar with Ina May and her life’s work of not only providing phenomal midwifery services to women at The Farm, her community in rural Tennessee, but also her dedication to promoting the midwifery model of care to improve women’s birth experiences.

Ina May’s Guide to Childbirth truly made me believe in my ability to birth my son at home.  It made me realize that I needed to “let my monkey out” while laboring, as Ina May so famously suggested.  I needed to tap into my primal self, the self that instinctively knows how to birth a baby.  The self who, if she didn’t realize she was pregnant and suddenly doubled over in pain and thought she had to make a gigantic bowel movement, would assume the position and birth a baby.

And I did. I moaned, I swayed, I paced, and knelt, and reached, and I grabbed that baby -at home- with the care of 2 great midwives, a doula, and my husband by my side.  So thank you, Ina May.

Birth Matters is different from her other books because it is a history of birth, an exploration of why birth changed from midwife driven to obstetrics and surgery, and how we can get it back to being about women, not profit.  Birth is not only a feminist issue, it is person issue.  Birth shapes mothers and fathers; and how babies are born can shape them as well.  Birth should be respected and honored, not treated as a medical issue in need of solving.

The US has a serious problem.  Our Motherhood Morbidity rates far exceed other nations with (more…)

Choosing the right Hospital for YOU.

Thursday, February 10th, 2011 by by

My second birth experience was a homebirth and I wouldn’t change a thing. But I also had a hospital delivery in what I believe to be a wonderful hospital. At the time I was looking for OB GYN’s (I never considered a midwife, it was so far off my radar you wouldn’t believe it.  I was quite a different person then and not educated in childbirth, breastfeeding, or AP anything) based on the recommendations of my husband’s co worker’s.  I switched OB’s early on because my first doctor would see us for 5 minutes after the nurse did all of the heavy lifting.  He criticized me for gaining too much weight too quickly, frankly, he was right, but it wasn’t in the nicest tone.

We picked a new OB GYN based on the hospital he delivered at and the fact that his office was 8 minutes from my house.  St. Joseph’s Medical Center was touted as a wonderful place to give birth.  They even had The Birth Place, an epidural free zone meant for low risk, natural birth deliveries that was more like home.  I wanted to give birth there but didn’t get to (I was “high risk” with Gestational Diabetes). (more…)


Saturday, November 27th, 2010 by by

{ Perfect }

There are days that change your life and moments that will remain in your memory forever. Wednesday was one of those. (more…)


Baby Bird is Here!

Saturday, September 25th, 2010 by by
Sorry for not posting in a while, but as you might have suspected, my little miss has arrived :)
Avelina Synnove
7lbs. 3oz.
19.5 inches
Born at 9:11pm on August 30th
Her name was a combined effort by my hubby and I. I came up with her first name, which was my father’s grandmother’s name. (He was raised by her, so it means a lot to him.) Hubby came up with her middle name, which is Norwegian for “Gift of the Sun.” Hubby is really into astronomy, so of course he would find a way to connect his latest interest with our daughter, lol.
And now for her blog debut. I present you my amazing daughter:
She already has daddy wrapped around her finger!

Review: The Business of Being Born documentary

Tuesday, August 3rd, 2010 by by

At the start of my pregnancy, I wasn’t sure what kind of birth plan I wanted. I don’t really think I knew I had options until I started telling people I was preggo. Everyone seems to enjoy telling you about their birth stories or knowledge about pregnancy. In some ways that is a positive thing because your getting exposed to ideas/pregnancy topics but it can also be a negative thing because you can develop unnecessary fears or thoughts. Either way, I’m the type of person that wants to know everything I can and I’m open enough to realize that everyone’s experiences are different and will not allow myself to focus on the negatives.

As I was doing my own pregnancy research (more…)

Shared Joy is Doubled

Sunday, May 23rd, 2010 by by

I have to wonder – is it completely wrong or completely right to choke up with tears multiple times during the day after someone else’s baby is born?

I woke up to an email from my best friend Nat announcing that her second child had been born. I’ve cried both times I received word of one of her children’s births, the first time from grief, the second time from overwhelming joy and relief. Yes, baby Kate is here, alive, healthy, and wonderfully perfect in every way!

What amazes me most of all, however, is the outpouring of love that follows this child. As word has spread around the Internet, time and again people offer congratulations and joyful tears. These are no “yay, congrats!” or “hooray, a baby!” offerings that typically follow a birth; they are heartfelt messages of love and celebration. All who know her story – four years of infertility, countless failed medically-assisted cycles, an ectopic pregnancy, and her 35-week stillborn Devin – share in her thankfulness, her elation, her relief, her unadulterated joy as she is finally able to hear a baby’s cry, to (soon) take a baby home.

That moves me to tears just as much as Kate’s birth itself does.

Nat has posted pictures, and will have a birth story soon I’m sure – it’s one heck of a story too! She’s cute, and has her brother’s nose and round face, the most perfect lips, and true family loving her from every corner of the globe…not to mention two parents who want her and love her more than words could ever describe.

What a truly lucky and blessed child she is.


All Hail the Birthday Boy!

Monday, June 15th, 2009 by by

Late at night June 14, 2004 I was restless. I was also 39 weeks and 6 days pregnant with my oldest child, Zach. It was so so so hot and humid, and even though I hate baths I would have given anything to have one. Instead I settled for a shower, staying in until the hot water turned ice cold. I got out put on my favorite, old, ratty, baggy, comfy shirt and a pair of super stretchy shorts. I was a bundle of nervous energy due to the fact that I was terrified of the idea of going in for my 40 week checkup the next day. I knew the doctor would check dilation again, and that always hurt bad enough to bring me to tears. It was too hot upstairs so I laydown on the couch downstairs to read a book.

Unlike most moms who hit the 40 week point I wasn’t obsessing over when my baby would come, matter of fact, I was trying very hard not to think about the fact that soon the baby would be (more…)

Twas The Night Before Motherhood

Tuesday, June 9th, 2009 by by

It’s 11:40 pm and I am sitting here remembering as many details as possible about the birth of my son The Dictator, our Jacob. At this point in my emergency induction I was about 2-3 centimeters dilated and with the pitocin roaring I had opted for an epidural that quickly failed.  I remember my mom, Mike and I working through the night – trying to get through it all, but the pitocin was winning and I was in so much pain and still my cervix would not dilate as it should….the end result would be a c-section 20 hours later that gave me Jacob, my joy…the one who gave me the gift of motherhood.  I cannot believe what a blast it has been to be this kid’s mother – what a gift to hang out with this perfectly named boy because he truly is a Jake, despite the fact that this name was not on our list until the very moment we gave it to him.


Three years old, so old but so young……I cannot even (more…)


Wednesday, April 1st, 2009 by by

It doesn’t seem possible that a heart could hold so much love until you give birth and you experience its amazing capacity to stretch and fill and grow.

Similarly, it doesn’t seem possible that a body can hold so much fluid until you give birth and you see your ankles’ amazing capacity to resemble fat summer sausages.

My heart and my ankles are both full to bursting.

And Larissa Carl Jarvis is to blame for it all.  <3