About Rebecca Rees
Me, myself & why…
My background is in teaching!
My dad was a headmaster, my mum a teacher & despite them encouraging me otherwise I also went down that route.
Being the daughter of a principle, I rebelled!!
I wasn’t good at academics, hated maths, struggled to retain information (especially in subjects I could see no point in) and in all honestly, I was more concerned about mates, boys and when I could get to leave.
With an attitude like that, it’s little wonder I didn’t do great in my GCSE’s and ended up going onto college to do Health & Social Care – which again didn’t really get me very far!
I ended up getting a job as a physiotherapy assistant in Derriford Hospital (Plymouth) and surprisingly loved it.
I liked being part of a team, managing my list of patients, visiting various wards, the gritty & gruesome injury’s, talking – being a listening ear & sometime shoulder to cry on, problem solving, helping and learning about others experiences (the good/ the bad & ugly).
I wanted to spread my wings further afield than Devon and after 3 or 4 years I finally accepted a place at university in Sheffield to do a degree in Early Childhood Studies & Education.
It was a bit of a non-starter in terms of opportunities once I got my BA Hons but it set me on the path of independence/ being out of my comfort zone & managing my time/ money/ expectations etc
Like most who finish their years at uni, I had debt and needed to get a job so returned back home to the South West and took on a project manager role in Sure Start. It quickly became apparent that this was not the life for me!
Dreams of travelling and broadening my horizons beckoned. I had a visa for New Zealand but ended up in California. After a 6 month stint on a visitors waiver and living the dream in So Cal, I wanted more so had to come up with a plan to be able to have a more permanent situation there.
Long story short – I ended up doing a diploma in Hampstead, London at the Maria Montessori Institute to be a 3-6 AMI teacher. This ensured (if I got the grade) I got the job at the school I wanted meaning I could return to my much loved Laguna Beach living the high life I was meant to.
Living the dream was my reality and I spent 7 amazing years as a Montessori specialist although it wasn’t all glitz & glam.
Spending time on my own, being so far away from home and feeling sometimes like nobody else ‘got it’ meant I was missing the life I used to have. I experienced this again later with a newborn.
Eventually the bubble burst and in the October of 2011 it was back to the UK with a bunch of boxes and ‘Head of School’ job in a Montessori School in North London.
Then I really felt like a fish out of water, my world suddenly turned upside down / dealing with things I didn’t want to that I hadn’t asked for & going into a cold/ wet/ crap Winter.
As fate would have it by the Spring of 2012 I fell pregnant & then was navigating a new relationship/ what that meant job & living-wise/ and all the other really big shit you’ve got on your mind once you get to see that positive result.
I had always wanted to be a mum – I love babies – labelled as an early years expert BUT hadn’t thought it would go down like this – it is not the way I’d planned it. The first trimester was rough, I felt horrendous and although excited had some daunting must do’s before baby arrived.
Introduce partner to the family/ tell work/ figure out where I’d live & when… That ended up being a place in East Hertfordshire called Ware (I hadn’t heard of it either). Needing to wait for my mat leave to start and staying put in Crouch End whilst I was still teaching, my appointments & care were all arranged around the Whittington Hospital.
I really wanted to join some antenatal classes but in reality what was the point when I would be moving to a new place at around 30 weeks?
Once again I felt out of my depth with navigating a new area/ needing to get to clinics that I had no idea of where they were/ no car to get around (in London I didn’t need one) and on my own as partner didn’t get time off.
I did manage to attend a few aqua natal classes which meant I met some other local mums-to-be and did a drop in hypnobirthing taster at Lister Hospital ran by Wise Hippo Founder Tamara.
I liked the sound of this and with my vision of a waterbirth & fairy lights these techniques made absolute sense. It was also around this time I found out baby was breech & after putting the tools of breathing to remain calm into practice during an EVC (procedure to try & turn baby) the consultant brought out his diary (no if’s or buts or is this what you want?) to determine the day of our elective c-section.
The bonus to this in my mind was at least I’d be able to give mum a date to make her way up from Devon & also I wouldn’t have to endure birthing a baby out of my vagina!
Win/ win right? Wrong!
My ‘why’.
I’d said to myself that the first 6 weeks – no expectations – expect it to be difficult – it can’t be THAT bad!
What I hadn’t prepared for is that abdominal surgery is f’n major and add in a newborn/ minimal sleep & not being able to feed – you’ve got a recipe for disaster. Looking back I should have realised that the Virgo in me likes things to be the way I envision/ I don’t like changes and I like & need my sleep.
I was underprepared and unsupported by a plethora of professionals all of them advising different advice and solutions but the one constant was the un-relentless pressure of getting the weight on baby and daily weigh-ins and opinions meant that I was spiralling. It became very clear to me around then that actua;;y what I really needed was to be around a group of other mums with babies of a similar age who like me were riding the rollercoaster of real highs but massive lows too.
Being able to just chat through the norms of fourth trimester realities/ seek justification on things like using a bottle/ formula-feeding and trying out groups which I wasn’t confident enough to go to on my own would all have been a god-send. The narrative of plenty of coffee and cake dates with local mamas didn’t materialise and it was actually a lot harder to build relationships as I wearily greeted others out strolling with their buggies looking as equally shell-shocked as I felt.
This was when the idea started bubbling of what I could do to not only help myself but others. Brainstorming ideas when up in the lonely early hours/ online searches and conversations with practioners and finally having the belief that I could design something worthwhile I was ready to start what I called 6 Week social.
Six weeks of socials where mums could get to know each other gradually over a period of time in the hope of building strong friendships, each session hosted by a local expert. I had, had enough of being bombarded with too many varying opinions on what I should be doing and instead wanted up-to-date/ easy to understand (baby brain is a thing!!) information where instead of feeling judged and inadequate, I was empowered and enthused to try out some suggestions being offered.
I created this unique course back in 2013 and for more than a decade this has grown from strength to strength.
What started out as a passion project to improve my (and my baby’s) journey flourished into a business. Not without sacrifice too, I ended up missing out on many socials with all my new found mum mates as I developed my offerings, ensuring I had curated a panel of specialists and learning marketing/ social media/ admin and finances skills along the way.
Having experienced an introduction into hypnobirthing back in 2012 and hearing first-hand accounts of how much it helped so many of the mums I was meeting in Hertford, I was lucky enough to meet and build a friendship with Tamara (Founder of the Wise Hippo Hypnobirthing Program). I attended a lot of her workshops/ bumped into her at numerous events and was my first point of reference when I was pregnant with my second.
After a couple of really sad miscarriages whilst trying to conceive and having spent a demanding few years juggling working in Montessori schools in Cambridge and Welwyn Garden City so that Elliott (my first-born) could be immersed into the prepared Montessori environments. I made the decision to really focus on preparing for the birth of my second and alongside acupuncture I dragged my other half along to our local Wise hippo Hypnobirthing course.
I knew another c-section needed to be avoided due to needing to be able to drive Elliott to his local village school in the September of that year and after spending so many years being around some of the best ‘in-the-birth-bizz’ pioneers I had total faith and commitment to the hypnobirthing cause. I got the V-Bac and can honestly say, I wouldn’t have got through that labour without all the tools and techniques I had learnt (especially as both of mine were in breech positions) so can certainly impart personal experience of that when I now teach my classes.
Being a Devon girl, I always craved living back by the coast and that chance eventually came in 2020.
Talk about timing though, the first week of the first lockdown was far from ideal and with the stress of trying to sell my business (with it being stolen in the process – that’s a story for another blog post) and needing to move everything online, we somehow muddled through as a family and took comfort in those sunny days of the first few months by being able to walk to the beach.
Demand for my hypnobirthing courses grew during the lockdowns and I also knew that I wanted to continue my postnatal plight expanding on a new offering in East Devon. Starting a new business during covid times was almost impossible but never one to give up, I explored what was missing in the area and discovered that there was a gap in the market for something I had really benefitted and enjoyed in the final weeks of my first pregnancy – aqua natal.
Needing to go back to college to study/ passing really hard Anatomy & Physiology tests and aqua practical’s I then headed up to Leeds to do further training in Aqua Natal, receiving my qualification in 2021.
This was when my business pivoted as I was now able to offer pool-based exercise and relaxation classes alongside the hypnobirthing and postnatal courses that I run.
What I hadn’t factored in was how limited pools were and how difficult it would be to get space in the timetable but finally I got a break and have ran classes at Ladram Bay Holiday Park/ Sidmouth & Honiton LED before eventually having a more permanent fixture at Exmouth LED Leisure Centre.
I adore these classes and feel so honoured to get to meet new ladies excited to try something out, have fun, sing along to the music and feel invigorated after exercising. In all honestly, jumping about poolside initially scared me to death but a couple of years down the line, the stance is ‘who cares, who’s watching’ and actually no one really is. My biggest win this past year has been securing a spot at a great location in Exeter which is a private hydrotherapy pool with free onsite parking and enables me to offer the most amazing, relaxation meditation pool-based class.
Lie back in the warm (bath-like) water, lights dimmed and hypnobirthing music on to enjoy a wonderful bit of ‘you time’. I adore running these classes for both pregnant ladies/ postnatal mamas and am really hoping I get to schedule in some more birth partner Sunday sessions soon. As a one-woman show (with no franchise behind me) I am so proud to still be supporting hundreds of women through such a special time in their and their families lives.
And still seeing photos and hearing from women that started their friendships over 10 years ago that are still flourishing makes me the proudest mama bear of all.
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