Birth Story | Baker Felix
Baker Felix Casavant was born July 24, 2019, at 9:17pm. These were the details that we wanted to know so badly when pregnant. I could not wait to be on the other side of this pregnancy, with that baby on my chest. However, this baby made us wait, and wait, until 41 weeks, and then he sure made up for all the waiting. Going into birth for the second time, I thought I had learned three things: 1) it was going to be a very long process; 2) it was going to be exhausting, and; 3) it is so so worth it once that baby is on your chest. We…
Birth Story | Rooney Munroe
Was it July 10, 18 or maybe it was the 12? We had been trying to hide the date from so many people that sometimes we forgot the date ourselves. July 18. The day of our scheduled cesarean. The day we would finally meet our little girl. At 20 weeks, I was diagnosed with Placenta Previa (feel free to google that bad boy) and it was inevitable that I would have to deliver via cesarean. When sharing the news with friends and family, the initial question I was asked was whether or not I was sad to have missed out on the opportunity to try a vaginal delivery. But, since…
Birth Story | Remy Claire
My Remy Claire I had a feeling you were coming. At 38 weeks I cleaned up my desk at work even though I still had two more weeks planned at work. I had a feeling. At 12:30am on Saturday I woke to a loud crack noise and felt the warm flow of liquid fill my underwear. I shot up. I knew I had a feeling! I woke Sean up and excitedly told him my water had broke and ran to the bathroom in case more came. But after sitting on the toilet for 5 minutes nothing happened. I changed my underwear, put on an adult diaper (this wasn’t my first…
Birth Story | Hart Wilde
I didn’t appreciate a good birth story until I found out I was pregnant. After that, I became obsessed with them, asking everyone I knew to share theirs. It was weird and potentially inappropriate. Meet someone, find out they are a mother, ask them to share their birth story. I found, though, that most women loved to share. The word mother took on a whole new meaning, one I couldn’t grasp until I held my son. I have a mother, but what could it mean to be a mother? The same was true of birth. I was born, but had never given birth. The anticipation drove me wild. A nine…
