The Wild Pregnancy* and Free Birth** Story of our new family member
Baby's Arrival Part 1
Our second child (full name reveal following) is here and certainly has traits of rootedness, peace and easeful new beginnings.
I started writing this essay two weeks ago, one day after birth. Everything was fresh in my memory and I completed it throughout the following first 8 days of baby’s life outside my womb.
*A wild pregnancy is a pregnancy outside the medical system, without checks, scans, or institutionalised health care providers offering examinations or advice.
**A free birth is a birth without medical intervention and presence of any official midwives, professional staff or else. In my case, this time, only my partner was present with me during birth.
Our second child arrived yesterday at dawn, a beautiful sunny morning with birdsong and the gentle fragrance of our garden roses.
Baby’s only complaints so far have been the gloopy meconium making its way out of the newly embodied system and a wee wetting the couch blanket.
The 43 weeks in my womb had sustained this little yet strong new human fulfillingly as it only latched on my breast initially for a little welcome feed and has since then been happily sleeping. On Mama, Papa and on the bed next to big brother Fynn.
Fynn River Eoin, our first born wakes up, immediately rolling to his little sibling, checking if baby is alright, kissing, hugging and gently caressing. When baby complains with a little kitten cry, Fynn is by its side or looking for a solution. Our 2.5 year old fetches a toilet paper every time his one day old sibling sneezes - and suggests the breast for a feed or to check for poo.
Since midday today baby is breastfeeding more frequently. It feels like little fairy nibbles compared to Fynn’s big well practiced gulps.
As I am sipping my matcha chai that I have been longing for when labour started - a comfort of memory, gifted from our local coffee shop and brought home to me by my beloved - and snacking on exquisitely tasty chocolate provided by my friend who dropped off flowers and two baskets of strawberries, I am taking the opportunity of two napping children to write down the precious story of calling in and birthing baby nr 2 into our world.
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The stories are coming in several parts, this is part 1, baby’s birth, followed by part 2, early postpartum days and name reveal and part 3: the wild pregnancy in comparison with my first son’s pregnancy which led me from scans and examinations to my first free birth though it was still within post “care” of the medical system.
My first born’s free birth story will follow in the next months, alongside some more informative and supportive posts about how to reclaim sovereignty in pregnancy, birth and motherhood for yearly subscribers within a new section called The Sovereign Mother. I will announce it soon.
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