Posts Tagged ‘midwives’

Birth Story: “Music As My Focus, My Drishti”

February 25, 2013

Congratulations to Sarah W. on the birth of her baby boy Declan!

Read on to discover how yoga made its way from her prenatal yoga classes at Blooma into her labor and birth (think yogi squats, mamas!). Are squats uncomfortable for you, like they were for Sarah? Just like this mama writes about below, tucking a rolled-up blanket under your heels can help you relax and release into this pose. Give it a try — then close your eyes, inhale deeply with hands at heart center, and let out a deep ahhhhh.


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma


{By Sarah W.}

DeclansmileI’d like to start this story off with telling you that I could not do a yogi squat for the first month or so of prenatal yoga at Blooma.

Though I understood the virtues of that position during labor, it was the most uncomfortable position for me at six months pregnant. I was embarrassed that I couldn’t hunker down during classes, so I practiced that pose pretty much every night in front of my husband, Sean. (more…)

Birth Story: “I Just Knew I Could Do It!”

January 8, 2013

Big love to new mama Amy and congratulations on Althea’s arrival!

Mamas, this is a beautiful, beautiful birth story, in which Amy uses yoga, mindful breathing, mantras and visualization — all the good stuff you practice at your Blooma prenatal yoga classes!


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma


{By Amy}

Welcome to the world, Althea!

Welcome to the world, Althea!

On November 6, my husband, Mark, and I got up early to head to the polls. Our neighbors were in line behind us and we told them all about our upcoming due date. We joked that I’d probably go into labor right after voting.

I felt really good all day and had a general sense of happiness and a “let’s get a lot done today” attitude at work. I’d had a lot of Braxton Hicks and cramping that day, and had felt for quite some time that I was going to have the baby early (our guess date was November 15). (more…)

Shop, Watch + Walk to Improve Maternal-Infant Health

October 8, 2012

Send love, kisses & hugs to your favorite midwife! This week is National Midwifery Week, so how fitting that there is an incredible line up of Twin Cities events organized by Maternal Outcomes Matter (MOM). (And tell us below, how has a midwife impacted your life?)

Before we tell you about the big events (including a visit from a supermodel…), let us explain what MOM is: a group of Minnesota health care providers who are working to improve mother-baby health by raising awareness about the state of maternity care both locally and internationally. Did you know:

With one in three babies born via cesarean, the U.S. ranks behind 33 other nations in neonatal mortality rates and 40 other nations in maternal mortality rates.

MOM wants to change this. (more…)

Birth Story: “Breathe, Soften, Surrender”

March 22, 2012

We often talk in prenatal yoga about sinking beneath your thinking mind — allowing your breath, focus, and subtle awareness to take over. This is important not only when you’re releasing into Goddess pose, but especially when you’re birthing your baby.

The  mama whose birth story we’re sharing today did exactly that.

Love the mantra written on the mirror!

“I was only in my body, feeling each sensation come, wash over me, and then leave.  It was a surreal process,” she writes.

This is what it’s all about mamas! We hope you find as much inspiration in Kat’s story as we have.


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma



I wanted to send you a quick email to let you know that Eero arrived on Wednesday, Feb. 22, 2012 at 12:15 p.m.  He weighed in at 8 lbs 1oz, and was 20.5 inches long.

Here’s a short version of the story:

On Tuesday I had an appointment with the midwives at Health Foundations and was asked if I wanted to be checked to see if I was dilated at all.  I thought about it for a bit and then decided that I wanted to know… turns out I was 2 cm dilated and 80% effaced.

I knew that labor could still be days away, so I didn’t get my hopes up.  But Pete and I decided to walk the levels of the Mall of America for good measure, and that night I went to Greta’s yoga class, still wondering how long I would have to wait to meet my baby.

At 1 a.m. on Wednesday morning I was woken by contractions. The week before I had a day of constant braxton hicks contractions that didn’t amount to anything, so I wasn’t sure if this was the real deal or not.

I woke Pete up and he started timing the contractions.  They were coming every 3 minutes, more intense than I had felt before, but not bad.  We called the midwives, who said it was still early labor and that I should try to get rest.  We rested for a bit, but the intensity picked up and we called back (I was having a lot of back labor), a shower was suggested to help alleviate the back labor.

At this point we let our doula (and Blooma prenatal yoga instructor) Angela Vincent know that she should head down.  When she arrived I was in the shower, and after I got out we started trying various positions during contractions.

Angela had me walking the stairs, taking them two at a time, squatting, swaying. The whole time reminding me to use low tones.  I was so in my zone throughout the whole labor, one with my body, present in that moment, not thinking about anything else.

After some contractions Angela would ask me what I was thinking during that contraction and I would reply nothing… of course she was skeptical knowing how heady I can be.  But it was the truth, there was literally nothing going on in my mind, I was only in my body, feeling each sensation come, wash over me, and then leave.  It was a surreal process.  Pete was there telling me how amazing I was, and Angela was a constant reminder to stay with my body.

At around 9:30 a.m. our nurse arrived and since I was having so much back labor she gave me 4 injections of saline in my back to help with the pain. Getting those 4 injections was the only painful part of labor.  Labor was intense and it was hard work, but it was never painful.  After I got the saline injections the back labor subsided considerably, and I finally was able to get more rest between each contraction.  At this point I was 8 cm dilated.

Since we were at home, we had rented a birth tub to use during labor.  Pete filled it early that morning, following the instructions to only fill it using the hot water.  When Jill (our nurse) checked it, it was 140 degrees, way too hot.  While I labored the rest of the house was busy with people trying to cool down the birthtub so I could get in it.  My mom ran to the store to get ice.  Pete and his mom filled bowls with cold water to add to the tub.  Jill had to pump some water out of the tub so the cold water could fit in.

From what I hear it was quite the ordeal, but I was not conciously aware of any of this that was happening around me.  I was just laboring, allowing everyone else to worry and tend to everything else.  The only thing I had to focus on was each sensation and contraction, and knowing that each one was bringing me one step close to meeting my little guy.

At about 11:30 I was able to finally get in the tub.  It felt amazing to be in the warm water, and I squatted in the tub with Pete and Angela on the either side of me outside the tub, helping me through each contraction.  Our midwife checked me and it was almost time for me to start pushing, but first she had to move the little bit of my cervix that remained to the back, once that was done, I was ready.

The sensation of pushing was totally different than I thought it would be.  Throughout my yoga practice I was always reminded to remain open and soft, and I did this with each contraction and between each push, but when you are pushing it’s a whole different game.  You push with all your might, with more might than you thought you had in you.

My pushing phase lasted less than 30 minutes, and our nurse said she had never seen a first time mama so determined to get her baby out.  And boy was I determined.  I knew that when he was crowning that I would feel a burning sensation, and I also knew that once I got his head out that the rest would slide out with the next push.

I was determined to get his head out… I remember at one point pushing once more than I thought I had it in me.  From what I hear, it went from seeing about a quarter size of his head, to his head is out, and then his body.

I was told to reach down and grab my baby, and I did, I caught my baby, in the water, in the bedroom of our home, at 12:15 p.m. on Wednesday, February 22, only 11 hours after my labor initially started.

I was in a daze, Pete was sobbing emotionally, together we had done it, we had the amazing birth that we wanted.  The day before I had jokingly said to Pete that I was going to make labor look easy, and he said I did.  I made it look easy, it wasn’t easy, it was hard work, it was intense, it was like nothing I have ever experienced before, it was amazing!!

I still can’t believe that he is finally here.  And I want to thank you and all the other yoga teachers and mamas at Blooma for all that you taught me.  You taught me how to be present in the moment, how to move through each sensation, how to breathe deeply, and how to find my strength and power from within.  I couldn’t have done it without all of you!!  I can’t wait for BYOB yoga with Eero.

The mantra on the mirror in our bedroom that I lived and breathed during labor was “Breathe, Soften, Surrender” and that’s exactly what I did!!

Lots of love to all of you!!!


Birth Story: A Beautiful Waterbirth at Fairview Riverside

February 21, 2012

After attending regular prenatal yoga classes at both Blooma’s Minneapolis and St. Paul locations, this mama went into her birth knowing “how to relax, how to breath, and how to believe in myself and my body.” Congratulations, Sarah!


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma


{By Sarah}

On the morning of our baby’s birth, I woke up to find a spot of clear fluid on our sheets. I investigated and found out that you could leak small amounts of amniotic fluid in the days and hours leading up to labor.

Having no other signs of labor, I left for Corrine’s yoga class. Class felt great, as usual, and I set off for home blissed out.

During the drive home my back felt uncomfortable, like menstrual cramps. By the time I arrived home at 11:30 a.m. the “cramps” were a regular occurrence, and I was starting to need to take deep breaths through them. Nick was set to have lunch and then play Frisbee golf with friends so we consulted and decided that we would both have our phones on, but continue with our lives as usual and ignore this early labor as advised by Sarah Longacre during our couples birthing class.

I told Nick that it was probably time to finish a project for school I had been working on as I was feeling a sense of urgency about completing it. I sat and worked at my computer for a half hour before I felt hungry.

I made lunch for myself and watched an episode of “Friday Night Lights.” During the next hour the contractions continued to come regularly, about every five minutes. I laid down and tried to relax.

Nick swung by between lunch and Frisbee golf to check in and give me a hug and tell me, “You’re awesome.” At this point, I needed to breath through the contractions and was starting to find I wanted to lean on door jams, go on all fours, or move my hips in puppy pose.

I could hear Sarah Longacre telling me to relax my jaw and Cynthia Levine asking, “Where else can you soften?” during each one. The contractions were still regular at five minutes but the pain in my back was getting more intense with each one.

Eventually, I badly wanted Nick back with me. He abandoned the game at hole 11, around 2 p.m., and was cheered on by his friends as he ran back to the truck to come home.

When Nick got back, he finished packing our bags for the hospital between contractions and I stayed on all fours on a mat on the floor, throwing up a couple of times.

After a little while of that, we continued our labor plan by starting to watch “Miracle,” the movie about the 1980 U.S. Hockey Team (I have a thing for inspiring sports movies). We only got through the first montage before I was not watching the movie at all because the contractions were getting too intense.

At that point I wanted to go to the hospital because I wanted to be able to handle the transition to the hospital while I could still talk between contractions. Nick walked me down to our truck where I had another contraction before climbing in on my knees facing the back and gripping the seat.

During the drive to Fairview Riverside hospital, I had three contractions. In the elevator on the way to The Birth Place I had another contraction just as the door opened to the main lobby. Someone standing there would have seen me moaning while holding the elevator handrail.

Knowing I was not going to get out of the elevator at that moment, Nick pressed the button to go down a floor, and we came back up again, the doors opening at the end of my contraction this time.

Once we were checked in at The Birth Place, at about 5:30 p.m., our awesome nurse, Karrie, hooked me up to the fetal monitor in our labor room. John, our midwife, came to check me after that and we discovered I was 5 centimeters dilated.

I then decided to labor in the bathtub, where I could relax. As the contractions got more intense Nick helped me breathe by taking deep breaths with me. He told me I was amazing and strong. He also encouraged me to move my vocalization into a lower register so that I moaned and yelled instead of screamed.

After each contraction, Nick made sure I drank water and told me I was doing a great job. Eventually I wanted to get out of the tub because it was getting cold and I wanted to get checked to see how I was progressing. Nick helped dry me off and get a dry shirt on to warm up.

Back on the bed on all fours, I felt something between my legs. I asked urgently, “What is coming out between my legs?!” (Afterwards, I found out that Nick answered to himself, “A baby,” but he chose not to say so at the time.)

When I felt between my legs, there was a slimy water-balloon like protrusion. John checked and confirmed that it was my amniotic sac. During the next contractions the water-birth tub was brought in and filled as I labored on my hands and knees on the bed. Just before I entered the tub John broke the water sac. He checked me and I was dilated 8 centimeters.

In the birthing tub, I was comfortable on my knees with my legs spread and leaning against the side of the tub where I could hold onto Nick’s arms during contractions. John inquired if I did yoga since this position looked like it required some flexibility (!).

In between contractions the room was supremely quiet and peaceful. I rested with my head on the side of the tub next to Nick, he rehydrated me, and John and Karrie sat quietly on the other side. It seemed as if everyone was meditating around a pool.

Every once in awhile Nick would make me open my eyes and look at him as he told me how great I was doing, and with excitement in his eyes he said, “You’re birthing our baby!”

Knowing I was in transition I joked, “I’m dying.” After more contractions that caused me to yell from pain, I said more genuinely, “This SUCKS.” Despite this pronouncement, I didn’t feel like I couldn’t do it— I just felt how hard it was, how much pain I was in during contractions, and how I didn’t want the next one to come, but still I knew I could do it.

I think Nick’s encouragement, classes at Blooma, and the birth stories shared at Blooma were responsible for this attitude. After a while I felt the urge to start bearing down and begin pushing. John encouraged me to do so for a bit before he checked me to find I was fully dilated and almost completely effaced.

When the real pushing began, I didn’t really understand how to hold my breath to push down, or not push my legs when they were held up. We tried a few positions including squatting, on my knees, and with John and Karrie holding up my legs while Nick held my arms, letting the water support me.

This last position was the most effective and eventually I learned how to use holding the breath and use my abdominal muscles to effectively push.

Nick, John, another midwife, and Karrie cheered through each contraction, “Go! Push! Down!” When the baby crowned it burned horribly. It took a few contractions to go from crowning to getting the baby out, but in between John told me to feel it’s head—I reached down and felt my baby’s hair. During the second-to-last contraction a lot of blood came out during pushing.

Finally our baby came out (!) and was laid on my chest. There were a few sweet moments of just looking and feeling our baby. Then someone remembered to check the sex—Nick lifted it up and declared that we had a baby girl!

Madeline was born at 11:05 p.m. after an hour and a half of pushing and 12 hours after contractions began.

After I was helped with our baby from the tub to the bed, we had that amazing time of just looking, touching, and admiring her.

She was quiet from the water birth, a fact that concerned the nurse since she wanted a vigorous cry. Nonetheless, Madeline warmed up while on my chest and after a visit to the warming table. Nick and I held Madeline and rejoiced in our healthy baby girl.

During my exam it was discovered that I had torn significantly during birth— fourth degree lacerations that included my sphincter, vaginal wall, and rectum. John called in the obstetrician on call, Dr. Olson, to do my stitching. Dr. Olson was excellent in communicating what the tears might mean for recovery, and my options for repair in terms of pain relief, stitching in the room vs. the operating room etc.

We finally decided that I would get a spinal (intrathecal injection) in addition to local anesthetic and would go to the operating room.

So, ironically, after a natural labor and birth I got Pitocin to help with bleeding, a spinal with morphine in it, and went to the operating room.

Nick and Madeline went to the nursery for her first bath and exam. John held me up in sitting position while I got my spinal, and I think I bruised his arms I was gripping so hard. Luckily the medication worked incredibly quickly, and seconds after I felt relief from the pain.

On the operating table, I once again used Sarah’s advice and meditated by counting breaths in and out. This enabled me to relax enough to fall asleep through the stitching despite having my arms and legs spread wide on the operating table. Nick and Madeline rejoined me in the post-op room a little after 2 a.m. where we nursed, dozed, and admired our baby girl some more.

Since Madeline’s birth, life has been a whirlwind of hosting excited visitors and figuring out how to take care of all of Madeline’s needs while still eating and sleeping ourselves. I am so very thankful for my amazing baby girl. She is perfect and we are both completely smitten.

Thanks to all of the mamas who were beside me on their mats. I appreciated the community of pregnant women throughout my pregnancy. Knowing that I wasn’t alone in having calf cramps in the middle of the night made a big difference.

I am so, so grateful to all of the instructors at Blooma—Sarah, Corrine, Cynthia, and Laura, in particular, for teaching me how to relax, how to breath, and how to believe in myself and my body.

I knew I could not control everything that happened at our daughter’s birth, but I also knew I could control my breath and my thinking (or lack thereof).

As a new mama, I had gone from being anxious and nervous about labor a few months ago, to feeling confident that I could handle whatever this birth would throw at us. Both Nick and I had the tools to stay positive and relaxed while bringing our baby into the world. Thank you.


Vote for Blooma!

September 28, 2011

Blooma is honored to receive the nomination for a “Best of the Twin Cities Birth & Baby Award” as part of the Twin Cites Birth & Baby Expo!

Three awards will be given — we hope Blooma is one of them! We are nominated alongside a bunch of AMAZING women and organizations. Check out all the nominees and vote for your favorites. (Voting ends Friday.)

We’d love to hear from you here on the blog, too. What has Blooma meant to you?

Most importantly, mark your calendar for the Expo, Oct. 15, 10 a.m.-3 p.m. at Midtown Global Market. Admission is free and the selection of exhibitors is always phenomenal.

See you at the Expo!


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma

Water birth in the Twin Cities

September 27, 2011

The first family to have a waterbirth at Abbott.

Blooma loves hearing about and sharing the latest options in birth throughout the Twin Cities. So when we learned that waterbirth recently became an option at Abbott Northwestern Hospital, we had to give a little cheer!

A Coon Rapids mom claimed the honor of the first mom to deliver in a tub there, welcoming baby girl Kaelyn on Sept. 15.

“I can’t imagine what it would have been like without the water,” said the mom, Aimee. “It was so relaxing and a huge pain management tool.”

Most women who’ve experienced waterbirth say they couldn’t imagine it any other way. The benefits are immeasurable: easier movement during labor and delivery, natural pain relief, warmth and relaxation. And for baby, an “easier, more gentle transition from mother’s womb to an external ‘womb’ of water that is weightless, warm, wet and soft.”

Blooma families, we’d love to hear from you about your waterbirth experiences: What would you say to couples considering waterbirth? And where did you deliver?

If you’re deciding where to have your baby and birthing in the water is something you’re interested in, see below for other places in the Twin Cities metro that offer waterbirth. Your options are homebirth midwives, birth centers and various hospitals.

When making your decision, be sure to ask your specific care provider if he/she does water birth, how comfortable he/she (and the group) is with waterbirth, and what the success rate is of water births for the given group and/or hospital.


HCMC Midwives (Minneapolis)

St. Joseph’s Hospital (St. Paul)

Woodwinds Health Campus (Woodbury)

Regions Hospital (St. Paul)

Hudson Hospital (Hudson, WI)

Freestanding Birth Centers:

Health Foundations Family Health & Birth Center (St. Paul)

Morning Star Birth Center (St. Louis Park)

We’ve also heard that the midwives at Methodist Hospital plan to add water birth as an option sometime in 2012. If we’ve missed listing any other waterbirth resources, please let us know! And to learn more about waterbirth, head over to Waterbirth International for a slew of great info!


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma

Birth story: Laura & baby Oliver

August 22, 2011

Wishing big love to Blooma mama, Laura, and her growing family, on the arrival of baby Oliver. Be sure to follow the links to her blog, too, for the full versions of their story. Just amazing! (We also melted a bit when reading her husband’s note at the end of part 2. Yahoo for loving birth partners!)

Our best to you, Laura and Anil. We look forward to seeing you soon at Bring Your Own Baby yoga!


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma


Photo by Sweet Light Studio.

I wanted to share the news that my baby boy, Oliver Logan, was born on July 1 at 9:38 in the morning. He was a (surprisingly) big 9 lbs, 5 oz. I wrote the full birth story on my blog, Navigating the Mothership: Birth Story Part 1 and Birth Story Part 2.

For the short version, here goes: after a very quick two hours of active labor followed by 5 minutes of pushing, Oliver pretty much flew out of me and landed on the hospital bed.

Well, that last part is according to my husband, Anil. The midwife did have time to catch him, but his quick entrance into the world did surprise everyone a bit! Luckily, I had a sense that this birth would be a quick one so we had headed to the hospital on the early side.

I credit my husband, my doula — Blooma teacher, Angela Vincent — Hypnobabies, the great midwives and nurses at Methodist Hospital, and last, but not least — regular prenatal yoga at Blooma, for helping me to have another medication-free birth. Yoga breathing throughout my labor was very grounding and I incorporated many of the tips & tricks I’ve picked up at Blooma during my first and second pregnancies. Blooma not only provides a place for physical and mental birth preparation, but the community is what really makes it special.

Photo by Sweet Light Studio.

I can’t thank the teachers & other students at Blooma enough for normalizing so many aspects of childbirth that might be looked at as anything but normal by our Western society (hello, placenta encapsulation!). Blooma helped me to feel more confident in myself and my birthing choices. I miss prenatal yoga, but can’t wait to begin BYOB with Oliver!

Thank you again to Sarah, Angela, and all the Blooma teachers!

Laura, Anil, Bella and Oliver

Birth Story: “I was able to let go”

August 2, 2011

New mama Becky shares her birth story below — a story of unexpected challenges, embracing “the mystery,” and changing her vision of birth entirely! Thank you for sharing your story, Becky.

We at Blooma wish you and your newly-expanded family much love as you transition into a family of three. Can’t wait to see you and baby Lucia at Bring Your Own Baby yoga!


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma


Lucia Frances Nicoli was born Monday, June 20, 2011 at 2:38 p.m. Here is our story!

Everything about conception and pregnancy had been an absolute breeze for me, and I secretly worried that the score would be evened when it came time for labor and delivery. How superstitious we can get during pregnancy!

I expected labor to be a lot of hard work, intense and painful. But having never experienced it firsthand, there was no way to really know what I would be getting into. I had to “embrace the mystery” as Sarah likes to say. I have to say my expectations fell quite a bit short of the amount of work, intensity and pain I experienced. And I often told my husband, jokingly, “I was duped!” in regard to what this was going to be like!

My husband, Lage, and I had spent a wonderful first Father’s Day enjoying the weather, going out for lunch, taking a drive around the lakes and finally a nice walk to accomplish some errands. So it was at the end of the day that we were both nicely tired and settling in for the night, expecting that we would both be off to work as normal the next morning.

Out of the blue, my water broke while lying in bed at about 9:45 p.m. (thankfully, we had the waterproof sheet on!). The first words out of my mouth were, “Oh my God, my water is breaking… I’m so scared,” as I instinctively reached out for Lage’s hand. In a flurry, he fetched towels and we waited (and waited, and waited) for the gush to end. There was so much volume that Lage nearly slipped and fell on our very wet hardwood floor!

He gathered the remaining items needed for our hospital stay while I phoned the midwives and informed them I would be on my way shortly. About an hour or so later we arrived at the HCMC midwife unit and settled in for the night with the goal of getting rest… yeah right!

I had some semi-regular, annoying contractions throughout the night but nothing much happened. Since my water had already broken, I was “on the clock” to some extent and the midwife and nurses thought we needed to get things going. The options were Cytotec or Pitocin, with Cytotec being much less likely to require further invasiveness or interventions. So we consented to the use of Cytotec at 9 a.m. and nervously awaited the results.

Labor came on like gangbusters within 30-45 minutes! My contractions were strong and regular and coming one after the other FAST within 90 minutes. I was dilated to 5 cm by 11 a.m. It was then that the nurse told me excitedly that we could move to the birthing room with the tub. A waterbirth had been my plan ever since I started thinking about getting pregnant.

Now that I was 5 cm and in the thick of things, I couldn’t imagine wanting to climb into a tub of water. I had experimented with laboring in the tub earlier in labor and had felt totally ungrounded and lost. I needed the solidity of the ground and the tight, sure grip of my husband’s DRY hands.

By a few minutes after 1 p.m., I was fully dilated and ready to start pushing. We experimented with a few positions, but none worked for me better than the mega-conventional “on my back in the bed.” So not what I expected to do!

After 90 or so minutes of pushing (which seemed much shorter), Lucia was on the outside world! She was on my chest within a couple of minutes, and peed all over me in less time than that… ahh.

Next came what should be the easy part, the delivery of the placenta. Except that it was the hardest part of the whole experience. For whatever reason, the placenta was firmly in place and not going anywhere. The midwives and an OB/Gyn doctor decided it had to be surgically removed, and quickly. So I was rushed off to surgery while my worried husband stayed behind to bond skin-to-skin with Lucia.

I had lost so much blood that I was unable to sit up to receive the local anesthesia, and so had to be completely put out for the procedure. The loss of blood would also require a blood transfusion the next day. But that procedure made me feel SO much better very quickly and we were on our way home a day and a half later.

So I didn’t have my “dream birth”… in fact, I did many things completely differently than I had envisioned all those months of pregnancy. But one thing my practice at Blooma helped me understand was that every birth happens exactly the way it is supposed to. Whatever it is we experience is meant to teach us something. And so instead of worrying that I wasn’t doing things according to plans or expectations, I was able to let go and accept that what was happening and the choices I was making were absolutely perfect.

So thank you, Blooma for empowering me physically, mentally, and spiritually for my daughter’s birth. I am so looking forward to continuing my practice with Lucia at BYOB!


Baby Harmon is Here!

May 28, 2011

New mama Alicia Harmon sent this birthy love note to the Blooma-St.Paul teachers (Sarah H, Cynthia, Lindsay, and Corrine) and to all the other expectant mothers at Blooma:

Leo Stephen was born at 1:31 am 5/3 after 26 hours of labor – ouch!! Here are the some fun and not so fun details:
– 9 pounds, 3 ounces (we had no idea, the docs and midwives had guessed around eight pounds)
– 22 inches long
– Born one day early (I know this is not normal for first time moms but thank god with the weight he was already)
– Pushed for over 4 hours due to the fact that he was Sunnyside Up and neither the midwife nor doctor knew this until he was born (by the end of the process I had about 7 people in the room helping, but we made it and only 3 stiches).
– After completing my 30th class of prenatal yoga on Saturday, I am a true believer that this gave me the power and courage to get threw a birth that was not exactly expected.
– BEST news is, Leo is doing great and my recovery is progressing very well! I am looking forward to having the summer off and seeing some of you for BYOB yoga in a few months.

Thank you to everyone and best to all the expectant mothers.
Alicia Harmon

Alicia also offered this candid perspective about what makes for a good birth experience:

“I am so grateful for my wonderful doula, Gina Picht. I honestly do not think I could have done this without her. Although having an epidural, episiotomy, pictocin and so on… was not ideal, I know if we hadn’t had a doula and chosen the midwives at Fairview, I believe we would have ended up with a c-section after so many hours of labor and that would have been awful. Their patience and helpfulness really helped me through the process.”

Congratulations, Alicia!
Jenni, Sarah, and the women of Blooma