We Need To Talk About Birth Trauma

A fit and healthy 25 year old woman with a clean medical record lies on a hospital bed.

A team of doctors and nurses work diligently to keep her alive.

Two nurses repeatedly try to get IV lines into the veins in her arms, which have collapsed from the severity of the blood loss.

A consultant attempts to stop the bleed via bimanual compression of the uterus.  There is no time for anything other than emergency protocol.

Drugs are administered via needles and an oxygen mask covers her face.  The sound of the emergency call bell rings loud and clear, amidst voices reeling off stats and equipment requests.

For the patient, the pain is unbearable as she drifts in and out of consciousness.

Once she is stabilised, the overall blood loss is calculated.  She has lost half of her overall blood volume; without notice and in the space of just a couple of minutes.  Her heart rate is twice what it should be and her haemoglobin level is halved.  She is breathless, dizzy and in shock.  The pain is still searing.

Once the imminent threat of death has passed, the team set to work on updating hospital notes.  A nurse hovers and beams at the new mother:

"Congratulations!"

The word rings out into a hollow space.  A celebration amidst desolation.

Hours later, in the dead of night and in the room marked "Recovery", the woman turns her head to look at her newborn baby, sleeping beside her in the hospital cot.  She doesn't reach for her, or stroke her face.  She knows she doesn't have the strength.  Instead, she waits.  In shock.  Until the world wakes up and help comes.

Surely, help must be coming.

Soon enough, they wheel her out of "Recovery" and instead, to the maternity ward.  It seems that she has used up her allocated allowance of recovery time...

The doctors and nurses who come to check the baby are smiling.  They make jokes about how she took her time, about how pudgy her cheeks are, about how much she looks like mum.

"Congratulations!"

The word echoes; it bounces off white hospital walls into emptiness, into nothing.

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7 Reasons Moms are Babywearing (from Supermodels to the Mom-Next-Door)

When my little girl was a few months old, she would only sleep in her sling.  She needed the sense of familiarity that being so close to her mommy provided; to hear my heartbeat, to feel the warmth of my skin and to relax to the rhythmical movements of real life.

When wrapped against me, she would settle with the gentlest of rocking, a little swaying or even just a potter around the house.  And so, in a plain brown wrap, she nestled into my chest.  For us, this practise was simply a nameless necessity.  Back then, I didn’t even know that babywearing was a ‘thing’.

Now, 5 years later and ahead of the arrival of my second baby, I have more than maternal intuition alone convincing me to continue along this well-trodden pathway of carrying our little ones.  And I’m not alone, since the babywearing industry has more than quadrupled in that timeframe.  Each and every month, more and more wraps, slings and carriers are launched into this competitive market, many of which selling out within minutes.

And far from simple block brown stretch fabric, the sheer luxury of materials and designs now available wouldn't seem out of place splashed across the pages of Vogue.  In fact, high-end slings such as Artipoppe have actually already graced those elusive pages, wrapped around the babies of supermodels...it seems that slings are just as much a fashion statement as they are a practical component of our parenting toolkits.


Source: @elite_amsterdam, Twitter

The Night Before Kindy


‘Twas the night before Kindy, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The bag was hung, by the door on a hook,
Packed full of pencils and a sprinkling of luck.

The little one nestled, snug in her bed,
While visions of recess danced in her head.

And while she was sleeping, my busy mind raced,
This mama’s thoughts were all over the place.

The Lalabu Giveaway!

I am so excited to be partnering with Lalabu in this extra-special giveaway, in which one lucky mama will win a $75 gift certificate to spend at Lalabu.com!


Why the United Nations wants Breastfeeding Moms to post Brelfies


It's not every day that the United Nations urges moms to post more breastfeeding pictures to social media, yet that day has arrived.

At a briefing in Geneva this month, World Health Organisation spokeswoman Fadela Chaib spoke out in favour of the mighty 'breflie', stating that "it's absolutely to be encouraged".

Win a Bamboobies Nursing Bra!



As you may or may not already know, I'm pregnant with my second child...a son!  And as the nausea lifts and the weeks turn into months, I'm starting to unpack my maternity clothes from 5 years ago.  Alongside the yoga pants, I'm also finding the cute onesies and other bits and pieces that I saved from our first dip (huge almighty great big splash) into these parenting waters.

5 Reasons to Upgrade your Breast Pump



Breastfeeding Awareness Month is here, which means that the breastfeeding community is awash with competitions and information bulletins as far as the eye can see.

So in keeping with the trend, I come bringing news.  News of a giveaway (see below!) and also, a little food for thought when it comes to pumping.