Finding my tribe.

Why is it so important to belong to a tribe? We all need time to be held. To be supported, yet somewhere down the line we’ve arrived in the 21st century having lost the art of truly holding space for one another. We are living in such a fast paced environment filled with an overwhelming amount of technology and social media engagement that it has come at a cost, a cost that in a world filled with such instant connection, we all deep down feel more disconnected than ever.

So what is ‘my tribe’ you might be thinking? Your tribe are your friends, your family… the people you surround yourself with to lift you higher, to feel held, heard, supported and seen. Your tribe isn’t just the casual friendships you have where you only tag each other in memes on Facebook or the people you only hear from once in a while when they want something…You know those people… Your tribe are the ones who are ALWAYS there for instant connection, they’re on the same page as you, you connect in a special certain way.

As we grow older we become more aware of who our true friends are, who we grow with and who grows with us. It’s completely normal to move on from certain people, and have friends drop off, it’s part of growing up. However, sometimes it can feel pretty lonely in the process.

My pageantry years saw me lose a lot of friends. They either got tired of me asking them to come support me with all my charity events, or maybe they thought I was a bit up myself… I don’t really know! The climb to the top of that industry was hard work, and when I finally got to the end goal it was pretty lonely up there alone with my crown.

Now that I’m a mama I’m finding the same thing is happening. Friends I once had have completely disappeared. While I was pregnant it was like a novelty, everyone wants to know how you’re doing and you feel so cared for… people seem to just flock to pregnant women. In the first few weeks after Lara was born I was inundated with people wanting to come meet her, I had people at my house everyday, and a phone full of messages and missed calls asking to see the baby. However, now that the newborn bubble has popped, I don’t hear from anyone and these last couple weeks have become quite lonesome for me.

I’ve come to realise I don’t have many mama friends who I can turn to in those hard times when I just need to vent on how tired I am and knowing that someone else understands because they’re tired from the same reasons. Or even to just go for a walk or have a coffee with. I was hoping that I’d meet some new mama friends out and about at community events like story time at the library, but sadly I end up feeling more like an outcast while everyone else chats with each other and i’m left just staring at my baby. It’s in those moments that I feel really alone, where I’m in a room full of mothers and babies and yet no one gravitates towards Lara and I.

I’m really looking forward to mothers group starting, I’m hoping il be able to find some new mama friends there!

I asked my husband if there is something wrong with me? Perhaps I’m not approachable, or maybe some find me intimidating with my statuesque height? I’m not sure! Truth is I’m an introverted kind of person, which might surprise many despite the positions I’ve been in with my career and pageantry days, and I find it hard to reach out to others, no matter how desperately I want to. So maybe I shouldn’t complain? Is it my own fault I feel so lonely? Do I need to just grow a pair and try make friends with strangers? So many questions I ask myself… but I don’t want to force friendships, I want friendships to form naturally, so they last!

As I reflect on these lonely moments I have to remind myself that I’m growing and developing. I’m in a new phase of life, I entered my thirties this year, I’m a wife and mother now. It’s ok that my non-mama friends have dropped off the radar since I’ve had Lara, and it’s because we’re at different stages in life. I need to remember that there’s nothing wrong with me, I just need to find girlfriends that want to be part of my tribe. Girlfriends that understand what it’s like to be a mama, who are on the same page as me, with similar interests. My tribe isn’t yet complete, and I’m still searching for those women who I know are out there, and maybe they’re searching for me too?!

And while I have days where I feel completely alone and long for new friends, I realise I need to also nurture those incredible friendships I already have. The friends that have been by my side since the very beginning, and have not only watched me grow but have grown with me. I treasure those friendships.

So what’s the summary of this blog post?

It’s to remember that life happens, people come and go. Real friends stay for the ride and also help adjust your helmet when the road gets rough. Don’t settle for meaningless or forced friendships. While it may feel lonely at times, be grateful for the people around you. Search for likeminded others, find those people to make up your tribe. Your tribe will see you through right until the end, so make sure they are the good ones.

And now that I’ve poured myself openly and honestly out into the universe, I trust that it blesses me with what I’m longing for…

After all your vibe attracts your tribe.

X Jes

Calm birth, Calm baby.

My Lara is now 2 months old, and there’s one thing I’ve particularly become aware of in the last few weeks…  that she is a very calm and content baby.

We shouldn’t compare our children to others, but I not only have noticed her calming attitude, but many others have too! As I reminisce back to the birth, and all my intentions and self care while pregnant, it really makes sense as to why I have such a placid baby now.

From the moment Lara was born and placed onto my chest, she was quiet and calm, she didn’t even cry! The next 5 days we spent in hospital all I ever heard in the maternity ward was the constant screaming of babies, day and night; but not my Lara. The midwives frequently commented on how content Lara was, and only made a peep when she was hungry.

Over the last few weeks we’ve been to maternal health and pediatric appointments, mothers group, and community programs where we’ve been among other babies around Lara’s age. While they were quick to cry and become unsettled quickly, my Lara just lay there quietly with comments from other parents saying ‘Why can’t you be more like Lara’ to their own children.

While it’s only been 8 weeks since Lara was born, it has been very interesting watching her delicate personality come to life. She has been a very calm baby so far, apart from being a little unsettled from her 6 week immunizations and her developmental leaps. So far so good!

I’ve seen many parents struggle with restless babies/children who seem to constantly cry and be unsettled, and while I’m no expert or doctor, I truly believe that being calm during pregnancy and labour results in a calm and content baby. Let me explain more.

Right from conception, you and your baby are forming a relationship. Your baby is literally apart of you, he/she inhibits your hormones, calories and even picks up on your emotions in that they feel what you feel. After birth this continues, your baby absorbs your moods and nuances, no matter how subtle.

Scientific evidence shows that awake or asleep, babies are constantly tuned into their mothers every action, thought and feeling. From the moment of conception, the experiences in the womb shape the brain and lay the groundwork for personality, emotional temperament and the power of higher thought.

When you are calm, relaxed and content, it is most beneficial to your child whether they are in the uterus or earthside. Research has shown that the more a mother experiences stress during her pregnancy, and the more difficult the birth, the more a baby will cry and be irritable.

Marion Badenoch Rose from Aware Parenting tells us that babies cry for two main reasons. The first to indicate an immediate need – such as a need for closeness, food, a pain or to be made more comfortable (such as a nappy change, to be warmer/cooler or change position). The second reason for crying is the same as in adults – to express feelings and to heal from stress or trauma.

A baby whose mother is very calm during pregnancy, has an easy birth, who is held most of the time, is protected from over stimulation, and whose parents feel generally happy and loving will experience less stress. In comparison, a baby who has a mother who is stressed or scared whilst pregnant, has a difficult or traumatic birth experience, who is kept separate from mum or who frequently experiences stressful events such as loud noises, parents shouting, or busy shopping areas and lots of people, is likely to have more stress to heal from, and is likely to try and cry for long periods every day.

It is also interesting for you to know that babies/children can pick up on their mothers moodswings and hormone changes during PMS. You may find your little one becomes more crankier and more restless, with their sleep even being disrupted around the time you are due for your period. This is how intune your baby is with their mama.

During my pregnancy I studied hypnobirthing as I needed to eliminate my fears of childbirth. During my studies I not only learnt valuable knowledge to prepare myself to birth calmly, but also the necessary tools and resources to continue these mindful practices for beyond birth.

While pregnant one of the first things I did to eliminate stress was putting a pause on some friendships that were highly needy and draining.  I bravely sent txt messages explaining I just needed some time for myself and that I was trying to stay in a positive mindset. Your real friends will understand, and for those who don’t, well then you’re better off without them I say.

Other things I did to stay positive and calm throughout my pregnancy was weekly yoga classes, daily meditation, walks in nature, and just being really mindful of the things I was doing. Not rushing around, and just taking my time in organising things for the baby. The instinct to launch into activities and get things prepared for baby as quickly as possible may feel natural, but it is not usually the best way to operate. Thinking about what you want to do first, planning it and being methodical; that’s the mindful approach. It also makes the ‘doing’ more enjoyable, because you’re working to a plan and are aware of your progress rather than mindlessly rushing to complete a task.

I had such a positive birth experience, which was a result of my commitment to my hypnobirth studies and preparation. I birthed Lara naturally in a quiet and calm environment with dim lighting and the smell of my lavender essential oils. I remained quiet and generally calm throughout labour and was able to do so without any medication/drugs or intervention.

Whenever I feel myself getting stressed or if my mind is wondering while I’m trying to sleep, I use the tools and resources I learnt from my hypnobirthing course to help bring me into a relaxed state. A simple thing to do for when I can’t sleep or am nervous is I just do some big deep belly breaths, counting in for 4 and out for 6. Another way to relax is to scan over your body and ensure every muscle is soft and relaxed, even the muscles around your eyes. Make sure your jaw is relaxed so that your teeth part slightly. It is interesting for you to know that certain muscle groups talk to other muscle groups, so by working your way from the top of your head to the tip of your toes you’ll instantly feel calm and relaxed.

If calm birth/hypnobirthing speaks to your heart, I encourage you to keep learning about it. You have nothing to loose and so much to gain.

If it doesn’t, that’s ok! You do what is the most authentic way for you as a parent. Most of all enjoy your baby and all the gifts he or she brings to you!

X Jes

The first four weeks.

Throughout my pregnancy I was solely focused on preparing myself for the labour and birth that I never even gave a single thought to what life would be like after Lara was born. I’m still not sure if that was a good thing or not?!

I was quite fearful of labour and birth at the beginning of my pregnancy, and that fear came from hearing other peoples horror birth stories. After talking to my obstetrician about my fears, she suggested I look into hypnobirthing. I enrolled into a calmbirth workshop & practiced hypnobirthing techniques during the last half of my pregnancy, which meant listening to guided meditations 2-3 times a day, reading and studying daily and casting my thoughts and intentions in creating my ideal and perfect birth scenario. Because I was so focused and determined on having a calm birth, I put all my focus on that alone. My thoughts never wondered to what would happen after the birth or what life would be like with a baby in it.

As I write my personal experiences here, keep in mind that everyone is different. What I experienced might be completely different to what someone else has or will experience…

I’ve noted some of my ‘WTF’ moments I experienced below after my calm, drug-free and natural birth…(Yes, my practice paid off)

Get used to seeing blood…ALOT of blood! 

After laying on the bed in the birthing suite for 2 hours after I gave birth, with Lara resting skin to skin and calmly on my chest, it was time for me to get up and have a shower so we could move into our room in the maternity ward. Now I naturally knew that there would be bleeding afterwards, but good lord the bathroom floor looked like a murder scene! Blood was just running out of me like a leaking tap, even trying to dry myself with a towel and get dressed after my shower was a challenge. Try putting your clean undies on while blood is running down your legs… it’s impossible! And gross! Good news it does taper off after about 2-3 days and then it’s more like having your period for the next 4 weeks, which means wearing pads for 4 weeks! Ugh! My obstetrician said that I didn’t even bleed that much compared to others, and I thought I bled a lot! I believe taking raspberry leaf capsules in the last trimester of pregnancy helped with this as it helps to tone and strengthen the uterus.

As I had a natural birth with no tearing or intervention, I consider myself pretty lucky with the healing process. It was tender down there for a good week after, but nothing too bad that I didn’t need panadol or ice packs. Sure I couldn’t walk very far or sit on hard surfaces for the week after, otherwise I felt pretty normal. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like if you had stitches down there! I put my eating 6 dates a day and soaking in the bath for 6 hours during labour down to my easy delivery.

Feeling like jelly.

During the last few weeks of pregnancy I felt so tight everywhere, like my skin had been stretched to it’s limits. It’s crazy how right after birth your skin sags and goes soft. My belly went down very quickly, but my entire body felt so soft and jiggly. I actually hated the feeling of touching my skin, especially washing myself in the shower and putting moisturizer on. Everything just felt loose and like I had no muscles in my body. I felt like this for about 2 weeks after birth, then I slowly started feeling myself again as my body started to tone up. I felt better when I wore fitted clothes like leggings, a crop top and fitted singlets. It just made me feel like everything was held together.

I put on a total of 18 kilos during my pregnancy, and I lost 10 kilos during the first 2 weeks without doing anything but sitting in bed. I don’t feel ‘fat’, in fact I feel pretty good, I think the fact I can fit into my pre-pregnancy jeans helps my confidence. I know it will take some time before I feel like my old self again, and I’m not going to push myself too hard for it to happen too quickly either.

Boobs as hard as rocks.

My breast feeding journey was over before it really begun as Lara was having difficulty latching and I wasn’t supplying enough ‘food’ for her. We decided to stick with formula feeding on day 4, which was also the day my milk came in… WOW! After a day of not expressing, my boobs got so big and so hard, they hurt to even lift my arms above my head. They were so engorged and constantly leaked. I had to wear ice packs and a compression band around my chest for days to help with the swelling. It took a good week for them to go down, but I was still leaking milk just a few days ago. It’s a gross feeling! If I didn’t wear breast pads I would soak through a bra and t-shirt within an hour! Crazy!

Crying… and it’s not the baby.

Whether it was the influx of hormones going crazy or the lack of sleep, the first two weeks I found myself crying a lot. If Lara was crying from a belly ache or being hungry, I found myself in tears too! Sometimes I felt so helpless to her if I couldn’t settle her, or I’d feel so anxious and scared that I’d just start crying. Because both hubby and I were struggling with lack of sleep we would get grumpy at each other which would also lead me to tears. Some people call this the baby-blues, but I think it’s just trying to adjust to life with a baby. Everything is new and different and it really takes time to adjust.

I was fortunate enough to have Lara in a private hospital which meant we stayed in their care for 5 nights. I loved this because it meant I got 5 days of learning from the midwives, which is a wealth of knowledge for a first time mama such as myself. The first few days at home I found pretty overwhelming and scary as it meant no buzzer to call a midwife when I needed help or advice. This probably contributed to the tears I cried.

Say good-bye to sleep.

If you’re like me and is someone who doesn’t function very well without a full 8 hours sleep then let me tell you sister, prepare to drink multiple cups of coffee and have a constant headache! I thought having broken sleep during the last trimester of pregnancy was supposed to prepare you for life when baby arrives… Ha! Lara is a pretty good baby and feeds every 3-5 hours, but it takes at least 1-2 hours to change her nappy, feed her, burp her and then soothe her back to sleep. Then there’s the challenge of moving her from your arms to her bassinet without waking her up… I honestly am finding it really hard to adjust to having 3-5 hours sleep a night. Since being home from the hospital I’ve showered and got out of bed before lunch time about 3 times. Everyone says to nap during the day when bub has her naps, but I find it really hard. I’d rather do some housework and have some quiet time with a cuppa. I can’t sleep knowing there’s washing to do or floors to clean. They say newborn babies get better with their sleep patterns around 6-8 weeks, so I am hoping by then we all will be able to have better sleep and wake up a bit fresher!

Feeling anxious ALL THE TIME.

I usually wouldn’t call myself an anxious person, I am generally quite chilled out and go with the flow, but Lara has changed me! I constantly worry if she’s ok! It makes me sick to my stomach sometimes. Is she breathing? Is she too hot? Too cold? Why is her eye sticky? What’s that red mark on her skin? Why isn’t she drinking all her milk? I question everything. I’ve especially been so paranoid and nervous that she’s going to get sick. She’s had a little cough the last couple weeks and it terrifies me that it’s going to develop into a cold or even worse, whooping cough! It also doesn’t help that people who have come to visit us have been sick despite my best efforts of warning them to stay away if they’re unwell. You suddenly forget about looking after yourself, and your main focus is on your baby and that they are 100% healthy and well. I am looking forward to Lara’s 6 week immunizations, just for piece of mind that she will be protected from some illnesses at least, and then maybe I can stop worrying so much.

The little things.

Like using the car seat and pram for the first time. Sure you can try practice setting up and using these before bub is here, but the real challenge is doing it with a real life baby! It still takes me ten minutes and a lot of head scratching to work out how to strap Lara in and out of her car seat!

Because Lara is on formula, she gets quite bad tummy aches and constipation. If we change her nappy and there’s a poo in there it’s basically like Christmas! I never thought I’d be so excited to see a poo!

Living in a bubble. I’ve only left the house a handful of times since bringing Lara home from hospital and that’s really to run to the supermarket or chemist. We managed to have a nice walk on the beach the other day while the sun was out which was pure bliss for my soul. The weather has been so cold I just don’t want to take her out, and then I don’t want her to get ill, or risk people touching her who are sick. The days seem to just blur together, and I don’t even think about what day of the week it is anymore. I was also hopeless at replying to messages before I had Lara, and now I really just can’t give a hoot about checking my phone. So now you know why I haven’t responded to your messages.

I’ve also stopped caring so much about people’s problems. My main focus now is my baby and my little family. It might sound selfish, but having a baby really puts life into perspective and what is important. I am a 30 year old wife and mother now, and life is very different to what it used to be, and I find myself straying away from certain people and things that don’t align with my thoughts and life now.

While pretty much everything I’ve written here sounds negative, I don’t mean to scare any mamas to be or sound like a sad sack! These past 4 weeks have been a major learning experience, and while I try to look at everything in a positive way, there a days that really test you. Having a baby isn’t easy, and it takes some time to adjust. But the love you feel for your baby and partner/husband has no comparison. I feel so grateful and blessed to be where I am in life with what I’ve got and I look forward to learning and experiencing life with Lara as the days go on. I miss her when she’s sleeping, and even though I feel so tired and my eyeballs are hanging out of my head, I get so excited to hold her in my arms and stare at her beautiful face. These past 4 weeks have been a whirlwind, but it’s been the best learning experience ever!

X Jes

Yes, I formula feed my baby!

If you’d like to criticize me for feeding my baby formula, take a ticket and get inline.

There’s currently a campaign making the rounds on social media in regards to normalizing breast feeding in public and how important feeding your baby breast milk is. You will find mamas posting pictures of themselves breastfeeding their child, followed by a lengthy post about how incredible their body is for producing ‘liquid gold’ or ‘nature’s food’ for their baby and how important it is for babies to be fed breast milk.

Don’t get me wrong, I completely agree that ‘breast is best’ for babies, and I had planned on feeding my baby this way, but unfortunately it doesn’t always work out the way we plan.

I gave birth to my baby 9 days ago and I’m currently feeding her with formula. Lara is formula fed not because I randomly chose to do this, but because I was having difficulty to feed her from the breast. Do you know how disheartening it is to not be able to produce enough breast milk to feed your child? It is so deflating to not be able to do something your body is naturally supposed to do, especially when your child is screaming with hunger and frustration.

While in hospital we tried so hard to breastfeed. I had the midwives hand expressing me every couple of hours which hurt, and then every time Lara was due to feed I had a midwife trying to get Lara to latch on properly. It resulted in tears for both of us. Lara just wasn’t ‘getting it’ and because she wasn’t suckling properly she ended up damaging both of my nipples to the point they were bleeding. It wasn’t a very pleasant experience for both of us, but everyone kept saying to push through the pain and keep going as we would eventually get there. That’s easy to say, but when you’re doing it, it’s extremely hard!

After 4 days of gritting my teeth through the pain and a broken heart of struggling to feed my baby, we found that Lara wasn’t putting on much weight as she wasn’t getting enough ‘food’. The doctor suggested we needed to ‘top her up’ with formula to help her put on the weight she needed, to which we agreed on.

The day before we were due to go home I told my husband how anxious and nervous I was to go home and tackle this breast feeding journey on my own without the assistance of the midwives. I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to express enough and that Lara would again struggle to latch. It wasn’t until one of the night nurses came in to my room and asked if we were formula feeding or breast feeding, and at that moment I told her of my difficulties and that I felt I couldn’t continue with the breastfeeding any longer. This particular nurse was so understanding and supportive and helped us transition to formula. The next feed I fed Lara with a bottle of formula milk and she drank it so easily and comfortably. She slept well because her tummy was nice and full and after a day she had put on 35 grams. And I didn’t have to go through the agony of expressing and the tears of frustration.

So while everyone is campaigning to normalize breastfeeding, I’m here to say let’s normalize formula feeding too! There seems to be so much criticism surrounding formula feeding and it’s really not fair! While breast feeding mothers may get criticized for feeding in public or to ‘cover up’, Formula feeding mothers get criticized for not giving their baby the nutrition it needs or in my experience so far am asked why I’m not breast feeding!

People are just so nosey and really don’t think before they open their mouth. In my opinion, a healthy baby is a fed baby, whether it’s breast milk or formula, and no one should criticize or judge a mother for how she is feeding her baby.

x Jes

My birth story.

We welcomed our little girl, Lara Evelyn into the world on Wednesday evening, two weeks ahead of schedule.

As you may be aware, I’ve mentioned in previous blog posts or if you’ve been following me on social media, I was practicing hypnobirthing techniques for labour and birth. I wanted to follow up on the results of my practice as so many of my readers were very interested in seeing what the outcome was from my preparations.

When it comes to labour and birth, anything can happen and it’s important to always keep an open mind. While my ideal birth didn’t turn out exactly how i envisioned, it was still positive and I’m very happy with the outcome.

Now just like my labour, this may take a while so pop the kettle on and get comfy.

Last Tuesday (31.07.18 at 12:00pm) I was seeing my obstetrician for my 38 week check up when to our surprise we found out I was already 3cm dilated! My obstetrician advised us that we would be meeting our baby within the next 24-48hrs for sure! I couldn’t believe it! I instantly felt excited, anxious and a little nauseas from the anticipation that my baby would be coming very soon! So hubby and I headed home and surprise surprise I started getting gentle ‘waves’ (contractions) a couple of hours later.

From about 3pm I just relaxed at home, listening to my calmbirth meditations, coloured in my coloring book and snacked on some fruit and dry biscuits while hubby attended to tasks around the house. The gentle waves didn’t really bother me, but we timed them every so often just to keep track of where things were at. By 11:30pm the ‘waves’ were averaging 1 minute long and around 3 minutes apart, so we called the hospital and they advised we come in so they could see how I was progressing. The ‘waves’ weren’t painful at all, it just felt like a mild period cramp or what I describe as ‘tightening’. I just applied a heatpack to the area to help with any discomfort.

At the hospital after some monitoring and general observations, around 2:30am the midwife did an internal check and I was still only 3cm dilated. I wasn’t in any discomfort, but I was just tired from being awake in the early hours of the morning, so we decided to head back home to try and get some sleep, with my obstetrician requesting I come back to the hospital at 8am to see how I was progressing.

We arrived back at the hospital at 8am on Wednesday (01.08.18) after not really having any sleep due to excitement and anticipation to find out I was now 4cm dilated. My obstetrician admitted us as she said we would definitely be having a baby today!

Hubby and I were taken up to the birthing suite where we settled in and made the space our own. I had my essential oil diffuser on, affirmation cards out and started listening to some calming music and meditations to get in my ‘zone’. The ‘waves’ at this point were starting to take more of my attention but were still quite manageable, just using simple calm breathing techniques and changing up my positions to get through.

At 12:00pm my obstetrician came in and broke my waters to help get things moving. I had hoped that this would happen naturally, but with complete trust in my obstetrician I agreed.

Around 2pm I got into the bath which was such a relief on my body. The warm water really helped with my lower back ache and to help me feel more relaxed. The ‘waves’ began to really intensify by this stage, however time passed quickly here and before I knew it i had been in the bath for 4 hours.

It was 6pm on Wednesday now. My obstetrician was curious at this point to see how I was progressing, and after an internal check she advised I was now 5cm dilated. After hearing this I felt a bit deflated as I had been in labour for over 24 hours now and I was feeling quite exhausted. I really thought I would have been much further along than 5cm, but the midwives and my obstetrician assured me I was doing great, and that my body had already done the hardest part of opening up. They suggested I get back into the bath and we would see how things were progressing in 2 hours time. Those 2 hours felt like the longest 2 hours of my life… The ‘waves’ were really taking my focus away at this point and I really had to concentrate to breathe and move through them as they were coming every 30 seconds and lasting approximately 1 minute long.

The ‘waves’ were strong and made me feel a little nauseated when they peaked, but I sipped on ginger ale and water and snacked on dry biscuits and mints which helped me to not be sick. I also kept having hot flushes and used cold face washers on my neck and forehead to help cool me down.

8pm eventually came around and the midwives helped me out from the bath. I laid on the bed while my obstetrician checked me over and told me I was now 6cm dilated. At this moment I cried and just felt so frustrated that I had been laboring for this long now and was only 6cm. I felt that the ‘waves’ were so strong and close together that I had no energy or stamina left in me to even breathe through them. I really wanted to birth without drugs but at that moment I just wanted the ‘waves’ to stop! With hesitation and disappointment I agreed to having an epidural as I felt I just lost my mindset and was fearful it would still be another 6 or so hours of intense laboring ahead. My obstetrician put a drip in to help with my fluids and called the anesthetist for the epidural.

As I lay there on the bed praying the anesthetist would hurry up and take this ‘pressure and tightening’ away, I had a ‘wave’ come that felt different than usual. I felt this immense pressure in my bottom and I even voiced out to everyone that I felt like I was about to do a poo on the bed. The midwife came over to quickly check me and to everyone’s surprise I was fully dilated. This was it, no time for an epidural, there was a baby coming!

Everything seemed to be happening so quickly at that moment, I felt relieved that I didn’t have to have the epidural, I felt scared, and I felt excited knowing we were almost at the finish line.

With assistance, I got up on my knees with my upper body draped over the head of the bed and breathed baby down the birth canal with each intense ‘wave’. I could feel the adrenaline in my body, and I tried to remember to relax and just breathe slowly. The sensation felt so strange, as I actually felt like the baby was going to come out of my bottom. Soon enough my legs gave way as my body was completely exhausted and I had no strength left to hold myself up. The midwives helped flip me over so I was sitting upright instead, and this way my obstetrician could do her part efficiently.

My obstetrician was incredible in guiding me through breathing and pushing. As soon as I felt a ‘wave’ come I would say ‘here it comes’ to mentally prepare myself to get though. Everyone helped remind me to breathe properly and when to give my everything with each push, while cold face washers were draped around my head and neck and water and ice chips helped replenish me in between the ‘waves’.

I could feel absolutely everything, and just went with my body.

I was told I had my eyes closed the entire time and that I didn’t really make any sound except deep breathing and a deep sigh of relief after some of the strong and hard pushes. I just focused on my obstetricians voice and trusted her guidance. I didn’t pay attention to anyone else in the room.

I remember her asking me if I wanted to touch the baby’s head as it came out to which I said no. She then told me to have my hands out ready to receive my baby, to which I hesitated. I just couldn’t comprehend that my baby was just seconds away from being born and so my husband stepped in and grabbed our little girl and placed her on my chest.

It took me a few moments before I could even touch her or look at her as I was just in complete shock of what just happened. When I did look down at her she had her eyes open and was just staring at me. She was so quiet, not a single noise apart from a little gurgle. I even said ‘is she alive?’ because she was so calm, still and quiet.

We waited until the cord stopped pulsating before my husband did the honors of cutting it as we believe in the benefits of delayed cord clamping. I also delivered the placenta naturally and easily after 10 minutes.

In total it took about 40 minutes of nudging baby down and pushing her out. I also had no tearing or damage and didn’t require any intervention.

I still can’t believe I laboured and gave birth without any medication, and no vomiting. (Vomiting was a huge fear of mine during labour) I felt completely normal after the birth, and am recovering so well. The midwifes were all so surprised at how well I am, and didn’t even ask for panadol.

I really believe all my pre-birth preparations made my experience what it was. While there were moments I felt I couldn’t go on, the breathing techniques and affirmations really helped keep me grounded. It’s like I had all these inner resources imprinted in me and my subconscious just knew how to access it.

It also helped that I had such a great team around me and that the hospital really supported my birthing preferences.

While my labour was long and enduring, I still would say I had a positive birth experience. The baby was never distressed during labour and I believe that came down to myself being in a calm state. Even now, just 4 days after birth, Lara is such a quiet and content baby, and even the midwives have commented on this.

I would definitely use the same techniques for my next pregnancy and birth, and I feel so confident within my body and its capabilities that I could once again do it without medication.

I feel amazing, joyous and happy and Lara is such a content and beautiful baby! I believe this outcome has contributed from such a positive birth experience and I would highly recommend every woman and/or couple to learn hypnobirthing or calm birth techniques. Knowledge is power, and the more you understand how the female body works during labour and birth and how your emotions affect your hormones, you can better understand how to work with your body rather than against it.

X Jes

Pregnancy progress and the stuff no one tells you about.

Well it’s been quite a few weeks since I posted any progress on my pregnancy, so I thought why not let you in on what’s been going on in my world as of late.

Now I wish I could write about how care free, relaxed and easy this pregnancy has been, but unfortunately I haven’t quite settled into this role as easily as I thought I would. I suppose what I’m trying to say is that you can’t really prepare for how your body will react and how your mind will adapt.

Pregnancy will be different for every woman, some have an easy ride, while others suffer the entire 9 months. While I personally have struggled, I am trying to see the light in the dark and sharing my experiences on my blog helps me to understand that there’s other pregnant sisters out there going through the same thing.

I’m three quarters through the second trimester now, and there’s been some things going on that I didn’t expect, and that’s because no one tells you about it.

Well, here’s a heads up for all you mamas to be…

Beware of the white top! 

Let’s talk nipples! One of the first ‘symptoms’ of pregnancy for me was changes to my nipples. They get big, real big, and a whole lot darker! At about 15 weeks it was clear my boobs had grown and my bras were just not fitting me anymore, so my husband took me shopping to get fitted for some new maternity bra’s. Turns out I had gone up two cup sizes which just blew my mind! Anyway… The next day I put on my new white maternity bra and wore a white fitted singlet over the top. Hubby and I were out and about for the whole day, until I caught my reflection in a window and noticed two dark spots on my top – It was my nipples! My white bra and white singlet couldn’t even hide these bad boys, and yet I had been out all day flashing these big brown babies to everyone. No wonder the old man at the petrol station was so happy to see me that day!

Sneezing may cause leakage freakage. 

Have you ever pee’d yourself in public? I hadn’t, except for when I was in prep and I wet myself on the basketball court because I was too scared of the grade 6’s hanging out in the toilets… but when you’re a 30 year old woman, you don’t expect it to happen to you. The first time (yes it has happened more than once now) hubby and I were down at the park with our pooches having a glorious time, until I got heyfever and began to sneeze. Next minute I had wee running down my leg. I imediatley walked awkwardly up to hubby and said ‘babe, we need to go home, I’ve had an accident’. Now I carry spare undies in my handbag.

Burn baby burn.

I feel there’s so many stages of pregnancy, first I was sick and couldn’t eat, then I got hungry for anything and everything, and now I can’t eat much at all without getting full really quickly. It’s so weird! In the last couple weeks I’ve been getting heart burn after most meals which in my eyes is nearly as bad as morning sickness. The constant feeling of needing to burp, but if you try force a burp you end up vomitting. Or the burning acid taste in the back of your throat. The worst was when I had tomato soup for dinner and then laid down on the couch just after. After about a minute tomato soup was nearly all over the floor. Hello acid reflux! I often have to get my husband to ‘burp’ me like you would a new born after they’ve guzzled milk – funnily enough as kind of weird as it is, it actually works!

Weird dreams.

I can guarantee that every night I will have a bizarre dream. Like I mean my dreams involve some crazy and twisted stuff. Like the time I gave birth to a dashound. Or the time I was a professional rapper, and I was famous! Last night I dreamt of eating curry while riding on a dolphin at sea world! I don’t know where these dreams come from, but damn! I usually wake up just thinking ‘what the?!’

Leg cramps sent from the devil. 

WOW! I have never experienced leg cramps like I have in the recent weeks. Leg cramps so bad you can’t even straighten your foot out to stand up. And they last for a good 20 minutes. There’s nothing quite like being all cozy in bed and you roll over or stretch out and then BAM! and you think ‘This is it, this is how it ends!’

I can also advise, do not, I repeat do not check your weight on the scales. I’ve hit the 10kg mark and I’ve told my husband I don’t want to know anymore! Its hard to see your weight hitting numbers you’ve never been before in your life!

The hormones are definitely raging at the moment, because I will literally cry at anything. Especially when I fluff in front of my hubby! Oh yes, no one tells you that you become a farty mc fart bum when pregnant!

Things seem to be really moving along quite quickly, In just a couple weeks i’l be in the third trimester! We’ve had our hospital admission interview, booked in our birthing classes, and my babyshower is currently being organised. I wish time would slow down, I need more time to prepare myself, I still feel like I’m just getting my head around it all.

I’m still so fearful of the birth, but I’m trying to be open minded about it all. I’m looking forward to attending a calm birth workshop we booked in a few weeks time, I really feel I will benefit a lot from it. Not sure it will ease the thoughts about pooping during delivery though!

Apart from all the ugly stuff, knowing I’m healthy and that bub is growing well and everything is looking very normal and good, makes me feel at ease. My obstetrician is so lovely and all the midwives at the hospital seem incredibly patient, caring and helpful so I know I’m in good hands.

I’m feeling baby move more and more every week as she grows bigger, sometimes it’s a little freaky and uncomfortable, especially when it feels like she’s kicking my cervix, but it’s a nice feeling knowing that there is actually a person growing inside of you. It makes all the icky stuff worth it.

X Jes

The Universe will always give you what you need.

I can not preach this any more than I do already. The Universe works in mysterious ways, and whether or not you are spiritually awakened to see her magic before your very own eyes, trust me when I say the Universe always has your back!

I have so many stories that I could share about the many different ways the Universe has worked her magic into my life, but there’s one story I really want to share with you today and that’s my pregnancy. Yes, you read it right, I’m pregnant!

In April 2017, I had just returned from an overseas adventure and went to see a clairvoyant to help clarify a few things going on in my life. Everything that came up in my reading has now come true. During my reading she picked up on my secret elopement marriage that was taking place in October, and also told me of two spirits hovering above me. The two spirits are my unborn children she advised. She told me all about their personalities, and what kind of people they will be. She mentioned that once my husband and I were ready to start a family that it would happen very quickly and easily because the spirits of my children are ready and waiting.

Once October rolled around and my now husband and I got married, I began to focus my thoughts and intentions on starting a family. I would pray, I started preparing my body with the right nutrition and vitamins and even began to create ‘space’ in my life by decluttering and removing things that no longer served me.

November arrived, and one evening I found myself sitting in a Yin Yoga class. During the last pose called Savasana, which is where you lay flat on your back with your eyes closed. This pose is basically like a form of meditation, where you tap into your unconcious thoughts in a semi-meditative state. The pose is held for around five minutes, so not enough time to fall asleep, but enough time to surrender and let your body sink into the ground. During savasana that evening, I had the most vivid dream. A dream that felt so real that tears fell from eyes. This dream just came to me, I didn’t think about it or plan on going there… It just happened!

In my dream, as I was laying on the floor, thick green leafy vines began to wrap themselves around my legs and arms, rooting me to the ground where I felt safe and held. From my stomach a stem started to form, and grew tall reaching for the sky. A huge, magnificent flower bloomed from the stem, and sitting inside the flower was the most beautiful, happy baby I had ever seen in my life. I had never felt so much love or emotion, it was so intense. Looking at this child brang tears to my closed eyes, I was inlove. The petals of the flower began to slowly close over and wrapped up the baby so delicately and safely. The stem then decended straight down into my stomach and the vines began to unravel themselves. In that moment, Savasana was over and it was end of class.

I knew it was a message for me, because I could feel it deep in my soul.

The days following my yoga class I had numerology signs showing up everywhere. 1111, 222 and 444, all indicating my prayers have been heard and everything is in place, that I’m on the right path, and the angels are by my side.

Two weeks later I found out I was pregnant.

I know there would be people who would read this and think I’m delusional or just don’t believe in anything spiritual. But for me, this has been the most magical and incredible thing I’ve ever experienced and my faith has only grown stronger. Being spiritually awakened means you are more intune with your life, soul, spirit and the universe which allows you to see and understand the wonderful plan that’s in place for you.

The universe has a plan for everyone, it’s just up to you whether you choose to tap into that energy, let go of control, surrender and just be guided. Nothing will change if you’re gripping on so tight and want to be in control of every situation, it’s not how it works.

All in all, My husband and I are very excited to meet our daughter in August this year.

I’d love to hear your story or experience of the universe delivering abundance in your life. Leave your comments below.

XX Jes