I met Lori when I was pregnant with my second child, seeking a different experience following a traumatic and medicalized birth of my first. Not really knowing what I wanted, other than something different, Lori steadily guided me back to myself. Lori’s understanding of birth is incredible and her trust in mother and baby in unwavering. She is humble and passionate in supporting women as they find their empowerment. I’m forever grateful for the transformation and beautifully healing birth I experienced with Lori by my side.
Jessica H.
I wake up at 4am to urinate and the pink bloody discharge is present. I labour alone in bed and it feels good. My husband calls off work and we let our birth attendant know to come over at 530am. Our birth attendant arrives at about 7am, and instantly all my surges slow way down, and become weaker. I’m immediately bummed and feel guilt wash over me. I felt like I wanted to hide so my husband and I went for a nap in bed. Our birth attendant left but stayed closeby. We woke up, I was surging again. My husband and I upped the oxytocin using our own methods and it really kicked off. I felt an insanely powerful surge and I moaned hitting this frequency which took me somewhere indescribable. It took me right back to my first birth when he was coming down my birth canal. “Am I going to have the baby right here in bed?!” I yelled. That was so extremely pleasurable. It was about 1:30pm when this happened and in retrospect this was where active labour really kicked off.
I called my birth attendant, I entered the birth pool and had surges, enjoying the experience. My husband set up his photo lights and snapped away. He entered the pool with me even though I was doing well. He was holding me, re-assuring me, coaching me; if you don’t know him it is impossible to understand how connected he makes me feel. A goal of mine was to really connect to the power of my throat chakra so every surge I used my voice in any way I could. My husband and I played our favourite music and cried together, re-affirmed our love for each other, and it was epicly beautiful. The sensations were overwhelming so we put on a 25 minute hypnobirthing track on repeat. This time I felt so connected to my body and I knew baby was close. My husband was jiggling my hips and it helped so much to alleviate the pain. All of a sudden POP! I yelled “baby moved!” It snapped me back to reality. Baby came down the canal so fast, I reached down and felt baby’s head and ear. It wasn’t me that pushed baby out, it was my body. I went to grab him but couldn’t see because of the bloody water. I found him and picked him up. This was our dream birth. I did it. The rite of passage. I took back my power. My sovereignty.
Elisabeth M.