My pregnant wife, Randi. Placenta inside.So, what’s it really like to ingest your placenta?
I’m so glad you asked!
After our son Sam was born (August 29, 2013, 3:09 a.m.!), we prepared for my wife to eat the placenta. The plan was to take it home, powder it, have it put into capsules, and then for my wife to consume it. Why? During our hypno-birthing classes (more on that another time), our instructor had told us about how placental capsules may ward off postpartum depression (PPD). My wife had terrible PPD after the birth of our first child, Stella, and we would do anything to avoid that. Even something as seemingly kooky as this.
[Warning: You will see a graphic photo after the jump!]
Here’s how it worked. Sam was born, and the placenta came out five minutes later. We had a small cooler filled with ice, and our doula Lorie took the placenta and put it in the cooler. Then she went to our house and put the cooler in our refrigerator.
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We’d made arrangements for the placenta to encapsulated, courtesy of the company Embrace After Birth, run by Amy Adams. The cost: $200. We also received instructions, our dried umbilical cord, and a placenta print on high-quality acid free paper.
My wife's placenta went from this ...Amy took the chilled placenta and put it into a dehydrator for 24 hours. The dehydrator was about the size of a very small rectangular black filing cabinet. It vibrated mildly and made a cycling sound like a dishwasher. It also got hot.
After the placenta was dried and encapsulated, Amy put our 200 pills in a lovely little mason jar. Randi, my wife, could eat up to three a day to restore her post-pregnancy hormones and iron levels, increase her energy, and up the milk supply.
To this!Did it do anything? We think so. My wife was already feeling down by the second day in the hospital. I arrived with her magic pills, and she swallowed two. Within a few hours her mood improved, and she’s rarely been in the doldrums since. She’s taken her dose every day, and I can honestly say PPD has not yet reared its cursed head in our home yet.
Is it real or a placebo? I don’t know and don’t care. I do know my wife, whom I love, feels better this time around, and that’s good enough for me.
Would you eat your placenta?