HOMEBIRTH WEBINAR SERIES

Please join NYC Home Birth Midwives for an exploration of home birth in their new webinar series hosted every Wednesday at 7pm.

Tanya Wills and Kimm Sun are excited to talk about the NYC Homebirth Collective’s new Webinar Series: “We’re Talking Homebirth!”

Register here: https://zoom.us/meeting/register/uJYtdeyrqzoiYy0s8F4Ezllmt_aNnCDHhw?fbclid=IwAR06lbpnd9CKVjZbQKB81EwaFFMg18Dp_aZjMnDRH3BbEoCYqzw5WyWQZWM

Our International Students are postponed!

Sadly our two wonderful visiting students are no longer able to travel due to the travel restrictions in place while we struggle to contain the coronavirus. We hope to have  Lynne Gaskell and Sarah Hackett back this Fall to observe prenatal visits, labor and birth, and postpartum visits when appropriate.

Midwifery became legally recognized in Britain in 1902 with the first Midwives Act.  However, much like in the U.S., Britain has moved toward a more hospital oriented birthing program in the last century.  It is due to the dedication of students like Lynne and Sarah that Midwifery continues to be a safe and sought after form of pregnancy and birthing care in the UK.  Please check out our “About Us” page for a full biography of our students.

As experienced midwives, we hope to be able to honor the long help tradition of learning that was afforded to us at the beginning of our education and careers.  Our preceptors played a valuable role in shaping us into the care providers that we are today, and now we have the opportunity to pass along our knowledge to the next generation of midwives. 

Birth: naturally at home

On Saturday, Mom was in a lot of discomfort. It felt like gas pain; pretty constant throughout the morning and afternoon. Dad went to run some errands—Home Depot, compost drop-off, food coop shop—and Mom was so distracted that it took her almost the whole time he was gone to come up with the grocery list. Mom and Dad did succeed in organizing our electronics bin that afternoon, though. In the evening, we walked slowly to dinner at Screamers Pizza with our friend Eric. Mom was feeling pretty good then—and ate everything—but by the time we got home, she had petered out and had to basically watch (instead of help) Dad organize all the baby clothes we had gotten from friends and put them away in your room.

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Homebirth: A Partner’s Perspective

I walked over to the drugstore around 10pm to get a hot water bottle for Lori because her lower back hurt.  She’d been having contractions here and there throughout the day but nothing regular, Shar had told us over the phone to try and get a good night’s sleep and we’d see what was up in the morning.  When I walked back in the apartment I heard Lori pounding on the wall, according to the system we’d put in place — so she could alert me without speaking when a contraction began.  I went in the bedroom and I knew it was on.  My mind became very flustered and I’m sorry to say that I never really emerged from that state.

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Homebirth: A Positive Transfer Story

Our game plan from before I even got pregnant was to have a homebirth. It’s what I had always dreamed of, Patrick was on board, and we found an incredible team of providers that we felt safe with and supported by. Then two weeks ago, at 41 weeks, I had a standard biophysical profile to check on how the stubborn babe was doing and we found out that my amniotic fluid levels were super low and we really had no choice but to go to the hospital and get induced. I spent about twenty minutes feeling upset and frazzled by this major change of plans but after a few deep breaths and some phone calls to the right people I really truly felt at peace with what was happening and also begrudgingly amused at this one final pregnancy reminder that I was not able to control what was going on. Patrick, my sister Emma, and I hopped in a cab and headed tonto Woodhull Hospital where we spent a thrilling 7 hours in triage cause a bunch of babies had just been born, I peed in a cup and then nobody ever took it and I’m still laughing at that, and one of my midwives swung by to say hi and see how I was coping. Around midnight we finally made it into our own room and I started my first of five  doses of cytotec (which helps ripen the ol cervix and get contractions going). The next twelve hours were pretty boring, I was definitely having contractions but my pain level was like mild period cramps and my cervix didn’t budge a bit. Eventually Patrick went home to take a quick shower and Emma and I had a singalong dance party to the entirety of Hamilton. I was certain that this would dance the baby down and open me up BUT IT DID NOT. Things started getting a lot more intense and yet my body still would not budge, around hour 19 on the cytotec I asked about an epidural because my back and hips were in so much pain but the hospital midwives said they try to hold off on that until “active labor” and since I still wasn’t dilated at all it seemed a bit early so instead I called my amazing doula who showed up in ten minutes and worked absolute magic that allowed to me totally zen out for a few hours.

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