I was the healthiest woman alive in Melbourne city that pregnancy, every outing was to source pure (as pure as poss.) food from markets/organic stores on no-chemtrail days, brewing up bone broths, baking sugar-free cookies etc. and going for walks, swimming for k’s at a time. Following the Weston A. Price diet (the one humans are supposed to follow for basic- yet by today’s standards extraordinary health) and drinking fluoride free water.
(Highly recommend ‘Nutrition and Physical Degeneration’ by Weston A. Price more than I can express in words btw.)

I agreed to the hospital in the end, mostly so we wouldn’t have to clean up but went through their midwives (which was a good choice in the end- I insisted my waters break naturally and he was half-way out- mess! POP!) but insisted, NO DOCTORS, NO DRUGS or INJECTIONS.
The one doctor I was forced to see- she was to determine my health, whether or not it was okay to use JUST a midwife- ended up making me cry with frustration. She hadn’t even had children. She felt my breasts after a two and a half hour wait (in a packed and feral waiting room) which seemed thoroughly irrelevant, and I denied any more blood to be taken seeing as the midwives took some every visit. She looked at me like I was an utter freak. I insisted I was just emotional and was fine, but thanks but no thanks to the internal exam and blood tests.
I stopped the midwives blood-taking after a while too because no one, not one single doctor, nurse or midwife could tell me what happened to it after it left their office other than ‘Pathology lab’. Obviously. But then what? (Personally I suspect chemtrail junk- dessicated red blood cells… it’s all a conspiracy… oooo! But isn’t it?)

Like the other comment above, if I have another baby I’ll be doing it myself, ‘underground’, without tests, without public ‘welfare’ making me cry, feeling my body for dangerous whatever, trying to inject me with crap. I was lucky I wrote a birthplan- can’t recommend these highly enough either. The first thing at the top of the list was NO INJECTIONS, and apparently, just as my boy was coming (after a short, easy 5hr labour- three at home, last two of which flew by in the birthing suite) a senior nurse flew in, needle in hand to jab my leg. She was stopped. I think they can be sued-? Not sure.

The birth stung a bit as birth will, but I was 100% sweet an hour later, plopping down on my butt on my bed when my brother-in-law came to visit us without a care, walking about with the baby, too excited and buzzy to nap, eventually leaving at 8pm. We would have left much earlier but we had to wait for a doctor to ‘explain’ the necessities of a vit.K shot. We listened politely to his fear-mongering spiel, but declined (to the nazish nurses disappointment).

I’m so disappointed at humanities inability to think independently, even my immediate family and some friends, but I guess that’s the genius of television and fluoride and food manipulation. And ‘education’ and religion and all the rich tapestry that makes up our crazy, dangerous, unbalanced time of millennium.
I have faith in the sun and the earth, and in balance returning eventually. But all balance has to swing out of control first huh.
Freaky times.
Get true health. Get strong, feed babies true food and truth.

Wishing you the birth that you deserve, Suzi.