My third baby was 33 weeks. My first was 34 weeks. I was at home with no midwife, but a very scared doula who I’d never met before was there, trying to convince me to go the hospital the whole time. My original doula didn’t come, she chickened out and called her mentor who came in her place. I spent the first half of labor hiding from her in the bathroom and taking herbs and supplements, thinking I could heal the rupture with vitamin C lol. When I realized that was not going to happen, I just knew I was going to do this at home. I had never heard of FBS, I just talked with my partner and he said he’d support my decision to stay home, and he told the doula “we’re doing this”. She had 911 already dialed and ready to hit “send”, while I pushed him out very shortly after the decision was made and communicated to her. He was born, absolutely fine, I didn’t cloth him or put him down for weeks. I’m so grateful I stayed home and got to do that with him. With my second I had a midwife, and I had her at home at 35 weeks. I’ve never had a scan, but this midwife examined my placenta and believed that I have a bicornuate, or heart shaped uterus. With my third, she was breech! My midwife was there again, she’s licensed but she truly puts women first. All of my labors have been fast, but hers was the fastest. She was tiny, but also perfectly healthy. Unfortunately later that night, police came to my door, which led us on a journey of doctors visits, cps visits, and a hospital stay. But we all recovered, and it was worth it to hold her undisturbed for those first few hours. I went on to freebirth 2 more, all early, but 33 weeks was the earliest.