Just had a phonecall from Tanya at Spirit and Destiny Magazine asking if they could send someone to participate in my Introduction to Shamanism course on 6th June., with a view to writing an article on the workshop and myself. I had to think aobut it as one of the criteria that I follow is complete confidentiality within individual treatments and workshops. However after discussing possibilities with Tanya, I agreed that it would be ok on the condition that all particpants know beforehand that a representative of the magazine will be attending. So if you’re interested in joining us let me know ASAP but be prepared to have your photo in Spirit and Destiny!
Daily Archives: 28th April 2009
Seersha and Jago 6th May 1992
Jago is my youngest son. He will be 17 on 6th May-I can’t believe that my baby is almost 17! He was a little bit late -due on the 3rd. My husband had an important meeting in London to go to-all was well, but as he rounded the corner in the car, out of sight, my contractions started. In those days we didn’t have a mobile so I knew that it was impossible to let him know. so I rang and left a message on his office phone in London-a 3 hour drive away.
It was a beautiful May morning in Devon-the first real Spring day we’d had that year. The sun was shining , birds in full voice and the garden a picture of Spring bloom. At 11am I called the Midwife and she arrived within the hour. This labour seemed gentle and I kept moving around- happy to be at home and in the safe hands of Sue. We went upstairs and prepared my bedroom for the delivery. I thought it might be a good idea to go to the loo whilst I still could! I walked into the bathroom and over to the window and as I looked out onto the garden a very strong contraction came-the 1st painful one I’d had. I remember consciously thinking “I really don’t want this pain” and a feeling of calm and relaxation swept over me and I felt every muscle in my body relax-totally relax and as this wave of relaxation spread from my head to my feet out popped Jago-the amniotic sac still intact-Sue must have realised something was happening as she came running in and caught him before he hit the floor!
Within 20 minutes he and I were sitting in the garden whilst I made Daisy chains and sang, completely content and happy. Jago is still a joy-even as a teenager-and he still makes me sing!
So here they all are now:
Jago at college studying the Countryside and Environment waiting for an apprenticeship in Yacht construction
Fergus in London doing an HNC in Music Production and wowing club goers with his wonderful sets. Check out Audioscope on MySpace
Cai living nearby and working as a Tree Surgeon.
I am so proud of them….my beautiful babies!
Rupti and Fergus
Fergus choose to be born on a gorgeous summer day. We didn’t know it would be so lovely as it was only 4.22 am when he arrived. Ever the night owl! He was my first home birth and what a difference. To be at home compared to hospital is so much better. You can be who you are and feel safe and secure in your surroundings. I spent a lot of the labour in our bath which was a huge old fashioned one.
Rupti was there and very excited when I went into labour the previous evening. My sister in law came and collected Cai as we felt the flat we were living in was too small and Cai too young to be left to his own devices whilst I was giving birth.
My Doctor had asked if she could be present at the birth as she had never been able to before. I agreed as she was such a lovely woman so I had a personal Doctor and a Midwife and all on the NHS! The contractions began to really get strong at about 2 am. Interestingly my husband put on his best trousers for the event and I can remember saying to him-“Don’t wear those they’ll get ruined!” but he insisted True to the warning at some point close to the delivery my waters broke and he was soaked in amniotic fluid! I remember him rubbing my back furiously and when Fergus was finally delivered claiming it was the back rubbing that had done the trick!
Home is absolutely the best place to have your baby. The medical profession prefer you to have babies in hospital because its easier for them. You and your baby won’t catch a hospital based infection and the stress is far less than if you are in strange surroundings. If there is a problem paramedics can be on the scene in minutes unlike women who are left for hours labouring and ‘forgotten’ in busy maternity wards. You get one to one help from the Midwife and this is the same Midwife that has come to visit you at your house throughout your pregnancy.
Women are bullied and frightened into having hospital births. Obviously there is a need sometimes to be in a hospital surrounding but I believe that if women were left to deliver naturally and at home that there would be far less complications and medical intervention. There have been many scientific studies to back up my view.
Cai sleeping peacefully
Cai came into the world smiling although after the stressful time we’d had I couldn’t be sure why? He is my oldest-23 years-strong as an Ox (which is Chinese sign) and a happy go lucky sort of man.
I went into labour one minute after midnight on Friday 13th September 1985-should have realised it was going to be tough! I’d spent the night walking the street of Belsize Park with my friend Eleri. Everything was going smoothly and I felt ready to go into hospital at about 5am. Another friend Bodhi picked me up and took me to the Royal Free in Hampstead. Virtually as soon as I got there my contractions stopped and I was seen by a Midwife and then sent home. Back at home everything started up again and I was beginning to feel the contractions as they got more painful. Once again off to hospital, once again walk through the door and everything grinds to a halt! I had wanted a home birth but my Doctor at the time was against it and as I was young and inexperienced I conceded-big mistake!
The Doctors decided to keep me in. I was shut away in a room that was bleak and smelled of disinfectant, and conveniently forgotten about as I wasn’t being stroppy, occasionally someone popped a head in to make sure I was still alive but that was it and to cut a long story short Cai was born 8.04 am on Saturday 14th September 32 hours after going into labour. I am convinced if I’d been allowed to stay at home the delivery would have been much quicker and easier for me and him. However as I said he was born smiling despite the stress and in my joy I forgot the horrible bits!
I am the proud Mum of three beautiful boys. Each birth experience was different and eventually the joy of holding a new born in your arms eclipses everything else. By the time Jago was born I’d learned how to listen to my body and ‘ignore’ the medical experts who generally treat Childbirth and pregnancy as an illness to be dealt with rather than experienced. I was lucky to have 2 home births and felt I needed to write this blog because of an article I read in the paper recently saying that a study has concluded that home birth is safer than hospitalisation but still women are pressured into going in rather than staying home-so I wanted to share my stories as I had both