My homebirth was so easy I was making snacks in the kitchen just hours after having my baby

by Siobhan O'Neill-White ©Independent.ie
The two grandmothers were perched precariously half way up the stairs as I neared the end of my planned homebirth. They heard sounds and were unsure whether it was me or one of our other children, who they had come to look after while I went about the business of bringing baby number three into the world.
As they stood there, clutching each other and praying to God, St Anthony and my recently deceased grandfather that the baby would arrive soon, they realised it was my two-year-old daughter waking up. They crept up, grabbed her and ran downstairs, not wanting to interfere with the miracle of childbirth in the bedroom next door.
If someone had told me seven years ago, whilst pregnant with my first child, that I would someday have a planned homebirth, I would have laughed in their face! I had private health insurance and believed the only place babies should be born was in nice, safe hospitals, surrounded by the doctors and midwives.
Two hospital births changed my mind about that.
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