Closing My Bones

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A few months ago I wrote a blog to be published on the Closing the Bones website.  The blog is around my own personal experience of having my bones closed.  The story reaches right back to before Louis was born.  In fact, it reaches right back to the beginnings of my journey into motherhood.

I’ve never shared this story.  It’s never been featured on my website, nor the Born Smiling Facebook page.  Not even my own Facebook page.  I’ve been afraid.  I’ve been terrified of being judged.  Of people thinking I don’t belong in the work that I do because I didn’t have a great birth experience.

But it was my experience that led me to my work.  It was my unshaking belief that birth doesn’t have to be the way mine was.  My passion for supporting families as they navigate their way through the journey that is pregnancy and birth so that they can achieve a truly positive birth experience.

When I work with families my story is irrelevant, and I certainly don’t carry my story into another woman’s birth space. My work is about supporting the needs of the family I am with at that given moment. But it is a relevant part of my story and the reasons why I came to my work and just why I am so passionate about what I do.

Over the last few weeks I’ve been building up to publishing this piece and during those weeks I’ve spoken with so many women who may benefit from my story.  Women who are finding their feelings around their birth experience difficult.  Women finding difficulties in a variety of aspects of their journey into motherhood. And so I’ve found my way to sharing this here. 

If this piece resonates with you, I want you to know that I see you. Do please feel free to get in touch.  There is help out there for you.

Please click the link below to access the blog.  I do feel the need to add a trigger warning as the content discusses a traumatic birth experience.

My Closing the Bones Story

Helen Discombe