Thursday, 31 August 2017

Post Birth Feelings: The Hypnobirthing Debacle

I'm lying awake again. Not thinking about my birth experience but how I've been treated by the people that I paid and trusted to help me prepare for it. I'm more confused than ever over how I feel about G's birth. I had come to terms with it, I knew what happened was absolutely the right thing and I knew I felt really angry towards the Wise Hippo 'hypnobirthing' course that we did. I thought that writing to the course founder would be cathartic, I thought
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Thursday, 24 August 2017

Review: Ergo Pouch 2 in 1 Sleepsuit

I'm staying at my parents house with the baba, she's wearing her delicious Ergo Pouch sleepsuit and my mum has just produced my sleeping bag from 1985 to compare. An entirely synthetic pink thing, sealed to the wrist to really contain all that sweat! My, have we come a long way since those days. I love a bit of vintage, don't get me wrong but when there's safety at stake I'm all about intelligent updates! Especially when it has anything to do with sleep.
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Tuesday, 8 August 2017

Review: The Diono Quantum Multi-Mode Travel Stroller

I unwrapped and built the new Diono Quantum multi-mode stroller in front of my mum (who was holding the baby) to a chorus of "oh isn't that clever" and "it MUST have been designed by parents". She's not a woman who's easily impressed. She's right though, I've had my mitts on a lot of prams and this is an ingenious bit of kit. What's so brilliant? I'll tell you.  
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Tuesday, 1 August 2017

Why Hypnobirthing Didn't Work For Me

There are no positive or negative birth stories, there are just birth stories. This is the conclusion that I have reached after finally coming to terms with my labour at six-months post-birth. The funny thing is that I wasn't upset about my birth as such, the midwives and doctors did what they had to do under the time pressure of a dropping heart rate (hers) and an exhausted mother (me) to get her out alive. ALIVE. That's how serious it was. That's how...medical it was. I felt, and still feel so grateful for every single kind, compassionate and bloody-good-at-their-job NHS doc and midwife that I met. I am forever indebted to them for our lives. But immediately post-birth, and I'm talking about while the doctor was still stitching, an anger erupted from me that I could not control and that anger was aimed squarely at our Wise Hippo birthing course.
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