16/01/2026
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I've planned two homebirths. And I've transferred to hospital both times.
The first one was the hardest. COVID restrictions meant leaving most of my birth team behind, it exposed a lot of trauma I'd repressed from my first birth, and I felt like this community of people I'd found that I thought I belonged with were being taken from me. That they wouldn't want me. That I wouldn't be allowed back in the club.
Because my baby dared to need the hospital to be born safely. Because I had to make a bloody hard choice to leave the comfort and safety of my own home to seek help from a building full of people I was terrified of relying on.
My second transfer was easier. I was more prepared, more aware, more certain, more confident, better supported, and less afraid. But it still sucks. And it still stings. Even knowing that it was absolutely necessary.
Homebirthers are a small group as it is. Transfers happen rarely, making us an even smaller group.
We often struggle with identity afterward, with our sense of belonging and an imposter syndrome. And that's before you even get to the grief.
Whether you've transferred from a homebirth antenatally, in labour, or immediately postpartum, if you feel called to come and sit with others who can honestly get it - please join us in circle 🤍
Sydney - 2nd Feb 10.30am
Glenbrook - 13th Feb 10.30am
Online - 18th Feb 10.30am
Come just as you are, whether it's years on and feeling good or freshly postpartum and raw as f*CK
There's space for all of it 🤍🤍🤍
