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Birth in South Africa

Pregnancy and childbirth differs in different countries and cultures, these posts are about birth in South Africa.

The Travelling Midwife: A Homebirth in Clarens

The Golden Gate Nature Reserve

Ane’ wanted to be allowed to walk around, and to eat and drink during labour, She did not want her baby to be separated from her after birth and wanted to experience the the labour and the birth without pain relief.

Natural ‘Undisturbed’ Birth: The Travelling Midwife

Ecstatic Family

Natural Birth is an involuntary physiological process that occurs when labour commences, progresses and culminates in the expulsion of a baby from a mother’s womb.

Champion of Mothers

Mieke and her husband Cornell at 38 weeks

Mieke lost her confidence in her ability to give birth after a caesarian section with her first baby. She attempted and succedded to have a natural birth second time around and became champion of mothers!

NARM student seminar Oct 2011

Narm Seminar Participants 2011

A short seminar is held regularly for the South African Pilot project NARM students in Cape Town. I presented this one and have been invited to present again!

The Travelling Midwife: Back in Cape Town – September 2011

Megan and Phoebe at the Moms and Babies KZN Tea Party

The Travelling Midwife, South Africa is back in Cape Town for births after a Moms and Babies tea party, and being a doula!

The Travelling Midwife: More about Birth Trauma

Anna after Annushka's 'natural' birth in hospital

The first lessons in life are learnt at the hands of midwives and obstetricians in maternity care units in South Africa. What characteristics are we imparting to future generations of people, both white and non-white in South Africa?

The Travelling Midwife: The Imprints of Medicalized Childbirth

African Women carrying water as well as babies on their backs in South Africa

The early morning frost singed my fingers and toes during feeding time and as the day warmed up, we all thawed out in the midday sun. Safely ensconced at my mother’s Kwazulunatal ‘Horselovers Haven’, I was blissfully spending time in the herd, lying down with my horse in the grass and playing with him while [...]