I'm going to do placental encapsulation with half and then I think ill plant the other half under a special rose bush in a pot so I can take it back to Melbourne when we move home and plant it in my rose garden. I'm disappointed that I was never told you keep the placenta with my last two.
on another note,I had forgotten about this constant urge to pee that comes with late pregnancy. I'm going every half an hour.had to pull over twice on the 45 min drive to Ds ot appointment today.
HotI, I can see your birth story written in ancient calligraphy, decorated like the Book of Kells, on parchment, locked inside a jewelled box. The sacred pleasure you get from opening the box and re-visiting the memories, and the awe on your children's faces when you give them permission to open it and read. And how the written words are a tangible symbol of the heritage you've written on their hearts.
Write from the depths of your soul, your heart-song. It's so precious! Maybe the everyday internet isn't the place to publish it, but there will be other sacred places that will respect your story and keep it safe.
I should get my DH to read this thread. He is so grossed out by the placenta! With our first homebirth, the midwives took it and had it incinerated at the hospital for us. (That was fine with me!). With the second, we put it in a container in the freezer, and had to wait until the ground thawed to bury it. DH nearly gagged every time he opened the freezer, and he was constantly worried that the container of frozen fruit (or whatever) that I took out would turn out to be placenta.... Poor guy. I have no idea what exactly the issue is, but I can tell you, there will be no placenta ceremonies here!
I should send you some Placenta Bliss herbs, Cricket!
our placentas are buried in various gardens around the world. But now that we are home in Australia, we've got one in the freezer awaiting its fruit tree. I'll take note of the tip to let it break down a bit first.
I really wanted to have some for placentophage but by the time I thought of it, my dh said it had been too long in the fridge - bummer.
I was having a chat to my next door neighbour today, who we don't really speak with often. They are pretty old and don't come outside much. Anyway she was telling me how on the day Madeleine was born, that she could hear me labouring and began to time my contractions. She told me how they were about 5 mins apart at 2pm and then spaced out a bit for awhile, and how she wasn't sure if she should check on me cos she didn't think anyone else was at the house. But she didn't want to interfere so they didn't. Ahh the stories that only hb mums have I suppose Pretty funny. I guess I was pretty loud
I have no idea what exactly the issue is, but I can tell you, there will be no placenta ceremonies here!
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