I know I always say it, but I absolutely LOVE getting birth announcements in my inbox.
It doesn’t matter how brief or how in depth they are, I so appreciate when my clients take the time to let me know they have had their baby and that they now truly get what a positive birth is all about!

This beautiful couple were so engaged from the very beginning…they were totally committed to a positive birth.
Taking a hypnobirthing class was one of the many decisions they made that helped them reach their goal.
In addition to the preparation and techniques that hypnobirthing provides, they also sought additional information, tools, and supportive caregivers.
And like they said, it was all totally worth it!

Birth is a day you will remember for the rest of your life…and I am so pleased that this new family will look back on their birth and be filled with warm, proud, positive feelings!

So our big news is that we birthed our little boy at the RBWH Birth Centre at 40+1 weeks on Tuesday 30 June at 9:18pm with the help of our My Midwives private midwife Karen Hollindale. 

It was the most empowering, positive, and rewarding experience of my life!

All the tools of hypnobirthing, as well as the extra reading and education I did, the Spinning Babies exercises, and all the couples work Tom and I did together really paid off. 

During labour, I worked with the intensity because I knew it was helping me to birth him (I literally watched a heap of Sheila Kitzinger interviews on YouTube for the hundredth time the night my waters broke – I had her empowering voice in my head throughout a lot of my labour).

Some other things that really helped me.
I listened to a background music track (no words) on repeat from about 3:00pm that afternoon until he was born.
I utilised a TENS machine throughout the whole labour.
My partner did soft touch across my hips during the surges. 
I wore a mask, robe, and slippers on the challenging car journey into the hospital (definitely considering a home birth next time around) and really focused inwards.

He was birthed on all fours, I was learning over a beanbag, with my partner catching him to pass to me, and me cutting the cord. 

The placenta took its time, but we managed to encourage it with the gravity of a birthing stool and me engaging with the positive mindset again too. 

We were in and out of the hospital in 8 hours, with no pain relief used. 

The midwife was filling up the birthing pool, as we’d discussed we’d like to try a water birth.  I remember hearing the water running and thinking, there’s no bloody way I want to get in there! I want to be dry and on firm, solid ground.  Funny how birthing plans change!

For anyone that asks me for advice, I will scream your services from the rooftops as well as that of the private midwives.  It was worth every dollar.  I was also a LITTLE bit obsessed with anything and everything to do with positive birth throughout my whole pregnancy and I think that obsession paid off!

Thanks again so much Caitlin – your service is gold!

Hello, hello!
I hope you all are well.  

My IG archive recently reminded me of the time I flew from Brisbane to NYC with a four year old and a 18 month old.  The flight was obviously long and there was not a lot of sleep to be had.  But the real killer was the jet lag. The kids weren’t in synch and so other than a few micro naps, I ended up being awake for days.
As we were all miserable, I decided to cut our city visit short and we took the train to my parents house.  
The relief I felt when I got off the train and saw my mom and dad (and could hand the still jet lagged kids over to them) was almost indescribable.  
Until I realised I had left my bag with my computer, my camera, my wallet, and our passports on the train.
Cue a total breakdown.
Thankfully we were able to race to the next station and my bag was right where I left it.

Seeing that photo immediately and viscerally brought back the complete exhaustion, desolation, desperation that I felt at that time.
And I realised that those emotions used to be a fairly constant part of my life, and that I haven’t felt that way in a while.
Part of the reason for that is simply my kids are older and have aged out of the intense neediness of very young children.
Part of the reason for that is understanding my limits.
And part of the reason for that is learning how to ask for help.

If you are exhausted, trying to figure out how to feed your newborn, wondering how something so little can create so much chaos, feeling invisible behind a mountain of laundry, please know that you are allowed to ask for help.
While we are beginning to acknowledge the experiences of pregnancy and birth, we still seem content to let mothers disappear once they have had their babies.
We should be attentive to mothers during this time, supporting them as they gain confidence in their new role, encouraging them as they learn how to ask for help.

Here are ways that I can help.
I can listen.  Please feel free to reply to this email or to give me a call and let me know how you are feeling. 
I can refer you to my colleagues.  If you need a women’s health physio, a counsellor, a lactation consultant, a paediatric osteo, I can give you the names of trusted practitioners.  And if you don’t know what you need or even if you need anything at all, refer back to the first way I can help!
I can create a mother’s group.  If you are feeling isolated and would like to connect with other mothers, I am happy to get the Zoom mother’s group going again or plan an in person mother’s group.

Take care!
And keep in touch!

Here is what’s coming up:

I have teamed up with Blossom Antenatal to offer a class for birth partners.  Practical tools any member of the team can use to support birth mothers during pregnancy, birth, and postpartum.
Wednesday 15 July at 7:00pm
Wednesday 29 at 7:00pm
You can register here.

Saturday 1 August and Saturday 8 August:
IN PERSON group hypnobirthing positive birth course

Tuesday 4 August, Tuesday 11 August, Tuesday 18 August, Tuesday 25 August: 
ZOOM group hypnobirthing positive birth course

Tuesday 21 July at 7:30pm: 
FREE hypnobirthing positive birth information session
Here is the Zoom link and the password is hypnobirth.

Here are five things that might help to boost your oxytocin this week.

When I look back through the gratitude notes in my journal, definite themes have emerged these past few weeks.
Warmth – slippers, extra hot coffees, turning on the heater.
Hypnobirthing – having the opportunity to teach women and their partners about positive birth.
Holidays – both our 2018 European adventure popping up in my FB memories and the slow days of the past two weeks of school holidays.

1 – What’s your comfort movie? I could just about always watch The Sound of Music, Almost Famous, or The Devil Wears Prada.

2 – Jennifer Hudson singing Respect gives me chills…I can’t wait to see the full movie.

3 – Tacos are always a winner. I could literally wrap anything up in a tortilla, call it a taco, and the kids would eat it. So these quick and easy chicken tinga tacos are going on the menu.

4 – Amusing would-you-rathers for parents during quarantine. Would you rather boxed mac and cheese be nutritious, or Mary Poppins be real and living with you?

5 – And because my chocolate craving doesn’t seem to ever be satisfied, I have been keeping these chocolate fat bombs in the freezer. I use vanilla extract, maple syrup, leave out the essential oil, and sometimes turn them into peanut butter cups!

If you would like to get oxytocin boosters and other updates delivered directly to your inbox, you can sign up to my weekly-ish newsletter here. 
I will only ever send you information about upcoming free Zoom events and links to things that I think will make you happy.
And to be honest, before this pandemic the last time I sent an email was probably 2018, so don’t worry about me clogging up your inbox!

Hello, hello!

I hope you all are well.  
And, if you are in Brisbane, that you are staying warm!  
I have lived in some COLD places yet I have never been colder than when inside a Queenslander in winter.  Brisbane is certainly the only place I have ever lived where you have to wear more winter layers inside than you do outside!

I am realising I might need to change this newsletter’s subject to a 
monthly-ish oxytocin boost!
What has been happening with you the past few weeks?
I know some of you are waiting for your baby to arrive, some of you have been birthing babies, some of you have been celebrating first birthdays!

I have been enjoying the wonderful combination of the kids being back at school but all after school activities still being on hold.  It is so nice not to rush from school to an activity to dinner to bed.  
Despite the early-setting sun, our afternoons seem so long!  
I am assuming after school activities will be resuming next term and, even though we don’t do many, I am seriously reconsidering returning to the few that we do.

Here is what’s coming up:

Tuesday 30 June at 12:00pm: 
FREE online mother’s group.
I apologise I have missed the past few…this one is in my calendar and I am committed!
Here is the Zoom link.

Sunday 5 July and Sunday 12 July: 
IN PERSON group hypnobirthing positive birth course

Saturday 11 July and Saturday 18 July: 
ZOOM group hypnobirthing positive birth course

Tuesday 21 July at 7:30pm: 
FREE hypnobirthing positive birth information session
Here is the Zoom link and the password is hypnobirth.

Here are five things that might help to boost your oxytocin this week.

I have been finding joy in 10 minute mini yoga sessions, sitting in the sun with a steaming mug of coffee, and our new weekend  tradition of a Sunday night backyard campfire with sausages, potatoes, and s’mores!

1 – I had forgotten that Hannah Gadsby has a new Netflix special out…perhaps you forgot too? I will be tuning into Douglas tonight

2 – I seem to have lost my kitchen mojo so I am going to let Julia Busittil Nishimura in The Design Files tell me what to cook and how to cook it! Her 7 Days of Home Cooked Meals means that my meal planning is sorted.

3 – I am reading American Dirt and while the story has me completely captivated, I appreciate that it perhaps wasn’t the author’s to tell. I am going to pick my next book from one of these memoirs by writers of colour.

4 – If you are like me and have hundreds of screen shots, emails to yourself, and digital notes cluttering up your phone, the app Anygood might help. It allows you to curate all those recommendations, ideas, and reminders in beautiful folders.

5 – And because the meal plan I mentioned above doesn’t include dessert, I am going to add these Grain Free Fudge Nutty Power Brownies to the list. Hopefully they will satisfy the near constant chocolate craving that I developed during COVID!

If you would like to get oxytocin boosters and other updates delivered directly to your inbox, you can sign up to my weekly-ish newsletter here. 
I will only ever send you information about upcoming free Zoom events and links to things that I think will make you happy.
And to be honest, before this pandemic the last time I sent an email was probably 2018, so don’t worry about me clogging up your inbox!

I don’t want to share too much about this story as I don’t want to give anything away!

In some ways this birth story reminds me of my second birth…where what I had envisaged and what actually happened were two very different things!

Sometimes hypnobirths are long and calm.
And sometimes they are fast and furious!
Sometimes women use all of their techniques.
Sometimes breathing and movement (and some toilet sitting) are the only tools used.

Here is Geordie’s birth story, as written by his superstar mother, Chloe!

Our birth experience was pretty wild and amazing. Not sure if we mentioned that we had wanted to do a home birth but felt unsure so went with hospital? Well…we got our home birth!

They way I had envisioned using hypnobirthing went out the window…my carefully curated music playlists, yoga poses, affirmation…it all happened too quickly to do anything but trust my instincts and breathe!

My waters broke at 6.36pm on Tuesday 26 May.  Iain was at work so I waited for him to get home, then we went to hospital at about 7:30pm. I started having contractions pretty much immediately after my waters broke, but they were totally manageable. I was somewhat surprised though as from the very beginning they were 4 to 5 minutes apart.

Arriving at the hospital, I still felt fine and was coping really well, but the contractions were definitely starting to get stronger. We were at the hospital from 7:45pm until about 9:15pm. They checked and confirmed that my waters has broke but I declined a vaginal exam.
We had actually been at the hospital already that day to discuss induction (I was 40+2) which we had also declined, making a plan to talk again in a day or so.

So we’re at the hospital and the surges are getting stronger. Like pretty intense in that I couldn’t hide the way I had to focus and work to get though them.  But they recommended that we head home saying that I was still in early labour and it could be 3 days before we meet our baby. They did say we could stay, but we would be admitted to the ward and then not allowed to leave. 

I wanted to do as much labouring at home as I could so we agreed we would head back there as they suggested. However I did feel it was a little strange because to me, the surges were feeling really strong by now.  As we walked out of the hospital, the surges stopped me from walking and I would keel over and collapse at the knees. I think we missed an elevator or two because of it!   

I felt really sick coming home in the car as each surge continued to get stronger.
We stopped at the chemist because the midwives said we needed a thermometer.  Iain was 7 minutes inside… I know because now I was really feeling it and it was so uncomfortable in the passenger seat of my Mini.
  
We got home about 9:45pm and from then on it was intense. I couldn’t believe how full on it was especially because I thought I was only in early labour, as that’s what they told me at hospital.  So I was thinking, how the hell am I going to manage when it really ramps up? Little did I know!

I was in and out of shower, on the bed, off the bed trying to find where I felt most comfortable. By this point, my surges were 1 or 2 minutes apart. 
Iain called the hospital 3 times over about 1 hour, saying that it appeared as though I was in active labour, but they still maintained that they thought I was in early labour and said just to try to stay at home. They directed Iain to tell me to breathe through each contraction…so that’s what he was doing and that’s what I was doing.

Again I just couldn’t believe the intensity of this supposedly early labour.  I remembered earlier the midwife had said to try to sleep.  It must have been about 10:30pm and I was thinking there is no way I will sleep a wink! I couldn’t stay still. 

Despite what my intuition was telling me, I convinced myself that I was just being dramatic and believed what the midwives were telling me, that I was in early labour.
So, I tried to breathe like Iain was telling me and practice my active birth techniques. Admittedly it was quite a challenge but I managed to breathe through every surge and to keep calm.

Around 11:00pm I was in the shower again…I kept saying to Iain that the baby was coming and that I felt an urge to push. He was like “No don’t push, just breathe babe it’s not time yet, you’ve got this!”
So I resisted the urge to push. It wasn’t so much an urge to push I guess but rather I felt something moving through me.

I got out of the shower and went to go to bed, but then suddenly decided to sit on the toilet.  I think I thought that if it wasn’t a baby it must be a poo!
I sat down for not even  half a second…and then…Geordie started to crown! I hadn’t even pushed.

I felt with my hand and said to Iain, “I can feel his head!” I asked him to look, and he confirmed it was our baby’s head. Then I asked him to call an ambulance. He ran to get his phone which was just a few meters away and when he turned around, Geordie was in my arms! Iain didn’t even get a chance to dial 000. 

I caught Geordie in my hands as I stood up off the toilet.  I knew he was coming and suddenly thought I didn’t want him to land it the toilet so I stood up and that was it!
He was born at 11:36pm.  Exactly 5 hours to the minute after my waters broke. 

So after we had thought about having a home birth but out of fear decided to go with the hospital, Geordie decided he wanted to be born at home. It was meant to be!

It wasn’t scary at all. Especially the part when he was actually born.  I felt really calm and it was pretty bloody amazing.  We’re still in awe over it.

We did call the paramedics shortly after and they arrived straight away. They were great.  They did suggest on arrival to give me the drug to get my placenta out but I declined and requested some time for it to happen naturally as well as up to an hour to breastfeed and have skin to skin. They were happy to wait and very patient. Geordie took to the boob pretty quickly and enjoyed his first feed for quite a while.
The placenta didn’t come while we were at home.

At 1:00am we headed off to the hospital in the ambulance.  
On arrival the midwives said the doctor would be coming in soon and would suggest that I have the drug to help birth my placenta.  I said I didn’t want that and they warned me that I could end up in surgery to have it taken out if I didn’t. I didn’t appreciate that they made me feel afraid.
One midwife left the room and the the other suggested I sit on the toilet.  So I did and 3 minutes later out came the placenta. 

Ultimately we got the exact birth experience we had hoped for. No drugs, no interventions, and a beautiful healthy baby.  
I only lost about 30ml of blood during birth, had no tearing, and, upon checking later, next to no abdominal separation. 

We checked ourselves out of the hospital at 11:00am. They wanted me to stay until at least 7:00pm to continue to monitor my gestational diabetes but I declined.  Geordie had 3 blood sugar tests already all of which were perfect so we didn’t think it was necessary.  I never really believed I had GDM anyway because my BGL were always low while I was pregnant, despite apparently testing positive.

So that was that!
What a magical experience and what a whirlwind. It was truly wonderful and we could not have dreamed for a better outcome.