Pages from the sketchbook of an expectant mother waiting for her new arrival

“A few days before our little man was born I ended up in hospital with a rotten infection. I spent the days in isolation. These were drawings I did the night before our little man was born…these were painted as an affirmation or a prayer that our baby would just come out safely. By that time, the night before he was born, I was very worried something was wrong with him because I had been so sick.” Continue reading


A fifth time mum and her first homebirth


Our homebirth journey has been a long and messy one. I had hoped for a homebirth since my third pregnancy, but something always seemed to get in the way. After the birth of our fourth child, our family complete, I had resigned myself to the idea that I would never give birth at home. I held great sadness over this; that I would never give birth the way I knew was possible, the way I felt most comfortable. Continue reading