It was a couple of months before Fox’s birth that I had discovered the concept of free birth. I first came across the term on an Instagram post where I read of a woman who had chosen to...

My first son was cut out of my body, while I was chemically paralyzed, naked, and screaming.

That birth left me shattered.

Of course, I was deeply grateful for, and in love with, my newborn son. At...

I went to bed on the 27th March 2018 with some mild, sporadic waves. I might have felt some during the night, or I dreamed, but could sleep anyway. When I woke up in the morning of the 28th, they...

It was Tuesday the 16th, I was 42 weeks and 5 days today. I had a lot of peace on this day, I felt like I probably had a few more days until baby would make his/her debut and I was being patient...