Now, think of the happiest things. It’s the same as having wings. — Peter Pan
A big theme for Disney – the films and the parks – is that of happiness. “The Happiest Place on Earth”, “Where Dreams Come True”, and “The Most Magical Place on Earth” are some of the slogans Disney employs in their branding and advertising. For those of us who have visited one or more of the Disney theme parks, it is easy to understand and relate to these slogans. The rides, the designs, the cast, the stores, and even the waiting areas, are incredibly imaginative and painstakingly detailed, such that it is impossible to feel as though you are just in a theme park. You are in another world.
Bethanie blogs over at My MotherHood. She has two cute kiddies and a husband, and loves writing. Today, I’m sharing both her birth stories with you!
As it approaches my daughter’s first birthday, I have been reflecting on how I was feeling this time last year, as I prepared to give birth for the second time.
First time around everything was “textbook”, so I was a little apprehensive that I wouldn’t be so lucky again. But my late mother-in-law’s words still stayed with me: ‘Stay calm and active, and you will have an easier birth’. That wonderful lady, before she passed away, was a senior midwife at our local hospital. She knew what she was talking about and I have carried her wisdom ever since.
You see, our bodies are designed to grow, carry and give birth to small humans. So, in theory, it should be straightforward. But sometimes those little babies have different ideas, and that is when we start to hear all these “horror” stories of difficult births and bad experiences. Some people do have a tough time of it, but if we listen to those stories and go into our labour with a negative attitude, surely the whole experience will be a bad one. Instead, we should adopt a positive outlook. You have no control over what might happen (and that is the part most women don’t like), so you should just try to go with the flow and be accepting that things may not turn out like your birth plan intended.
Sophie is a sassy mama and on-maternity-leave HR professional, who blogs over at This Mama Can. She has overcome her initial hesitancy over talking bout herself to bring you stories about her family and motherhood journey. Here’s her birth story!
Even the word is terrifying! A whirlwind of pain, fear, excitement, strength, exhaustion and love. The female body is literally AMAZING! And sorry to be so cliché, but it’s true what they say: you do forget all about the pain afterwards (aside from spending the following weeks trying to avoid sitting on your stitches – yea, they don’t warn you about that part, do they!). So here’s my birth story on the arrival of my undiagnosed breech baby!
I’m lucky enough to live in a beautiful, semi-rural area, and I love it here. There’s the convenience of nearby amenities (you know, train station, shopping centre, cafés), blended with the picturesque feel of country living. We can go for lovely walks and drives, which my little man really enjoys, and there’s so much to see.
This evening, we popped over to the shops to pick up some snacks – the breastfeeding mother’s life(hunger)saver – and J started making sleep noises. He often falls asleep while we’re driving, so I took a roundabout way home, in an attempt to arrive at the house with a sleeping baby. Alas, it was not to be this time, but that’s not what this post is about …
Today, we have Emma’s story. She blogs over at MummyEm, and is Mum to Chloe and wife to Mr D. Thanks so much for sharing your story in my series!
All through my pregnancy, I was adamant that I didn’t want to have an epidural, as I had heard stories of all the things that could go wrong. I had decided on having a water birth in the local hospital’s birthing suite.
As my due date came and went, and my bump got bigger and bigger, with every little twinge I was convinced it was time. Mr D works nights, and I was petrified it would all happen on one of the nights he would be at work.
Luckily this never happened, and at seven days overdue, I went for a sweep (this was quite possibly the most painful part of my pregnancy!). And was booked in for induction five days later. The following day, I started to get some tightening, and called the maternity unit who said it was slow labour. I went to bed excited that things may get moving now and I wouldn’t have to be induced, as that would mean my water birth that I had my heart set on wouldn’t be a possibility.
The year 2017 has been a big year for me. There have been ups and downs, like any other year (maybe some ups that were more up and some downs that were more down), I suppose. But, unlike any other year, this year I became a mum for the first time … nothing can top or take away from that!
This week, we return to Hannah, the Peaceful Mama. Hannah has three beautiful children, and three fantastic birth stories! Today, I’m sharing the story of her second birth with you.
My pregnancy with Jaxon was a little different to my first. Anyone with a toddler would understand. I miscarried at 11 weeks in between these two, and so my second boy was due two years and two months after my first boy, Dylan.
This time, I was a huge fan of the water birth, having seen it relieve my pain so well in the first birth, and not needing any other form of pain relief than heated water and massage. So I bought a birthing pool and planned for a home birth. Having gone through birth 1 with my husband, he could understand the process better now and was okay with a home birth. In the UK and Australia, if you have a home birth, you always have two midwives anyway, and must have ambulance cover in case anything goes wrong.
We’ve been having crazy weather here. One day it’s nice and sunny, the next it’s cold and dreary. It’s still in that odd phase at the beginning of spring here, where it can’t decide whether or not to be warm. It makes it a bit hard to plan outings, because you don’t really know until the day dawns whether or not the weather will be suitable for whatever activity you have planned!
If we’re talking superheroes, my favourite has to be Wonder Woman. I have a penchant for strong, female icons, and an Amazon princess with super strength and a magic lasso is pretty high up there on a scale of one-to-cool. If you read my #Blogtober17 post for Day 21 (unusual crushes), you’ll see the theme of independent women continues here …