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"It was amazing to watch someone labor with seemingly no pain!" - Laurie Perrin, Obstetrician

"This is how all births should be! Calm, focused, relaxed." - Sid Kamrava, Obstetrician

"As a midwife that has attended over 3,000 births, both in the hospital and at home I can tell you HypnoBirthing is a comprehensive childbirth class you and your partner will be grateful you took. HypnoBirthing will teach you and your partner techniques that will help you achieve a more peaceful, relaxed, and satisfying birth. Mandie is a great instructor that brings a plethora of book knowledge, but more importantly she has successfully used HypnoBirthing with both her daughters. HypnoBirthing got Mandie through a 47 hour labor with her first in the hospital and 10 hour labor at home wit her second. No matter what the birth of your dreams looks like, HypnoBirthing and Mandie can help you achieve it." - April Kermani, Certified Professional Midwife

"Wow! Your baby is so much calmer than most of the newborn babies I see. I need to learn more about HypnoBirthing!" - Lee McGarey, Pediatrician

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Dear Anne, I wanted to write my entire HypnoBirthing experience to you so that you may share it with others who are considering HypnoBirthing. If my journey not only completes my life, but encourages someone else, it will only make it that much more fulfilling. Words truly can not thank you for giving me the gift of HypnoBirthing classes. I had the most magical, amazing birth!

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HypnoBirthing Las Vegas - in the News:

Beth Fisher's Birth Story

(KVBC Channel 3 News Anchor)

The night my daughter was born was one of the most romantic, intimate nights of my life. That must sound so odd to anyone reading this. I mean labor is supposed to be hell, right? When most people picture a woman in labor they picture a woman in pain. But I wasn't in pain. I was in love with my husband and I couldn't wait to meet the tangible proof we were planning to name Elle.

Before I tell you how I delivered naturally you should know I used to think women were crazy for even considering it. Which is why--as a news reporter--I became interested in interviewing a hypno-birthing instructor for a story. I was curious (and skeptical) about this idea of comfortable labor.

What the instructor did not know was during the interview I was already 6 weeks pregnant. And while she was educating our audience about self hypnosis and its role in comfortable labor, she was actually convincing me. That night, my husband and I decided to enroll in a five week hypno-birthing class. It was one of the most important decisions we made.

The class taught me to embrace contractions. "Think of them as bear hugs," our instructor would say. For the first time in my type-A life, I learned to relax. Most of all, I learned to trust my body. With each passing week, my confidence grew. I would have no problem giving birth. It would be a magical experience. My body would know what to do. I could picture it.

What I could not picture was how my husband and I would know when to go to the hospital. And if we did have questions, who would be there to answer them? We wanted to labor in the comfort of our home, and then deliver at Summerlin hospital. We agreed we needed the help of a doula. After asking my OB for a recommendation and talking to friends, we hired an amazing woman who instantly put us at ease. (When she suggested a glass of red wine when I started into labor I knew I'd love her.) Our doula knew hypno-birthing and she discussed with us in detail how we wanted our daughter's birthday to go. Since the world told me I was crazy for wanting natural childbirth, I found our doula's encouragement a refreshing and necessary part of my preparation.

Can I give every pregnant woman some advice? Don't talk to women about their childbirth experiences. Women want to brag about how awful it was. Women want to top one awful story with the next. I began tuning these women out. And I stopped telling people I wanted to deliver naturally. I got tired of hearing them tell me I wouldn't be able to do it. And I began to realize there was some small part of them that wanted to see me fail. Instead, I made other hypno-birthing women my confidants. I even called complete strangers who I knew had hypno-birthed and asked them to share their birth stories with me. I surrounded myself with people who believed in me.

By the time my pregnancy was nearing an end, I was actually excited to go in to labor. I couldn't wait to have contractions. I knew each one would bring me one step closer to meeting our daughter. And I began to believe the longer and harder the contractions might be, the faster I'd get to meet her. I was calm, ready, and relaxed.

A little too relaxed...

When contractions began I was so comfortable I didn't think it was the real thing. False labor, I assumed. I'd had contractions on and off for a few weeks. I wasn't sure these contractions were any different. Only this time, they didn't stop. So about 2:00 in the morning I called my husband at the fire station and asked him to come home. I remember telling him, "I don't think this is the real thing. It doesn't hurt. But I don't think I should be home alone tonight." Rian arrived at 2:30 a.m. (By the way, my daughter was born less than 4 hours later.)

But back to my husband's arrival. I was taking a warm bath when he walked in carrying 2 glasses of red wine. "Honey, we are supposed to save that for when I'm really in labor" I told him. An hour later, we were finally sure it was the real thing. Not because I was in pain...but because the contractions (we call them surges in hypno-birthing) were lasting longer and were closer together. We called our doula and passed the time visiting. We talked about Pepperdine baseball. We talked about our jobs. But most of all we talked about her. What would her personality be like? What would she look like? And were we about to meet her in a few hours? We savored our final moments alone together. We held hands. We laughed. We kissed.

I slipped into transition without really realizing it. Transition is something our hypno-birthing instructor talked about...but it's still hard to grasp until you experience it. For me, transition came when I stopped responding to my husband. I was unable to participate in the conversation anymore. It wasn't because I was in was because I was concentrating. And my entire being was focused on my body and baby.

My husband helped me out of the tub and into our bed. He turned on our hypno-birthing CD. I listened to my favorite track called, "Meet Your Baby." I pictured places I would take her. I pictured things we would do together. I pictured her moving down my body. At some point I became aware of someone massaging me. It was our doula. She'd arrived to take care of the three of us. She encouraged my husband to take a shower and wash his work day off. Then she went to work helping Elle and I through the final part of labor.

Doulas are amazing women. Simply amazing. They are absolute experts in labor, so when she suggested we get to the hospital I should've known she meant it. But I was in a dream-like state wandering through my closet looking for my favorite sweats to wear. Finally, she urged my husband to get me something--anything--to put on. When I was still slow about getting up and going she said to me, "Beth if we don't get to the hospital right now, you're having this baby at home." She knew that was not part of our birth plan. We intended to deliver at the hospital. So up I got and out we went and hit me.

Like a Semi-Truck it hit me. I was going to have a baby. I needed to push. Here we were driving on the 215 and I wanted to push. I panicked and prayed. "Dear Lord. Please please get us to the hospital. I'm sorry I lollygagged. I didn't realize she was this close. But God I don't want to deliver my daughter in this car on this freeway. Please God...HELP!"

We got into our room at Summerlin hospital at 6:00 a.m. My beautiful daughter was born at 6:04. I think my doula had her nursing by 6:05. She was alert and hungry and fabulous.

I'd love to re-do those final 4 minutes. In truth, my entire labor was a dream come true. But those final minutes were not as peaceful. The shock of leaving my nest and racing to the hospital got my blood pumping. And in a split second I doubted myself. Just as I told the nurses (my OB didn't have a chance of getting there in time) I wasn't sure I could do doula smiled at me and said, "You just did. Her head is out."

And instantly I thought, "Why did I doubt myself? I just did it!" I have a friend who delivered naturally. When it was over she told me she wanted to scream, "I am woman. Hear me ROAR!" And she was right. Holding my daughter in my arms I was overwhelmed by what my husband and I had just accomplished. Overwhelmed by what my body could do. In hypno-birthing, you spend a lot of time visualizing how your child's birth will go. But the real story is so much better than anything I visualized. The real story was romantic and intimate and exactly as birth should be.

Special thanks to the people who made it possible:
Anne Swanson, my hypno-birthing instructor
Melissa Kneen, my doula
Dr. Warren Volker, my obstetrician