Day 371. Linda gives birth, Almi is born
It is the afternoon of a muggy July day. I have a huge belly and I am arranging my things: getting ready library books and borrowed things...
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Day 370. She is so… (Emma)
She is so…, isn’t she? I made her! (With a little help of course.) (Do you mean me? – Comments in italics are from Tamás.) Wow,...
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Day 369. My earlier fears dissolved in love (Attila)
Child abuse? I had forgiven, accepted, forgotten it. I had a son, and everything was beautiful. Then I became expectant with my second...
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Day 368. A glass of water (Lellus)
I have thought a lot if I could write anything about my homebirths. I have had two of the kind, but I can’t. The more can be written...
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Day 367. A huge uplifting force (Panni’s birth)
I was twelve years old when I first heard of homebirth. One of our close acquaintances had her son at home. I can remember how natural it...
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Day 365. The pine tree and Jutas
We thought we can have a sleep beforehand. But I only swung myself. I dangled my stomach. We were laughing. Finally! We were relieved....
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