Some time in the eighties, my aunties started to have their babies at home. I was eight when my cousin Liam was born, gently and without drama, in the upstairs bedroom of my parent's house in Newtown. Bunch of other home births happened when I was a child, and countless female discussions over cups of tea in kitchens, about the safety, wisdom etc.
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How did it go?
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Would like to hear your thoughts on how it went.
Oh, and I think your post was calm and rational.
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xoxox
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I wish more birthing options were more generally and publicly socially acceptable. I've had my choices ripped away from me far more often than is reasonable surrounding the subject of birth lately, and it's heartbreaking.
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