When other women share their birth stories, I can’t relate. My water never broke, I never had a non-Braxton-Hicks contraction, I never had my membranes stripped, I wasn’t induced and I never…labored–in a birthing tub or otherwise. You see, I knew from about 34 weeks that I was most likely going to have a scheduled C-section due to various medical complications throughout my first pregnancy. The final straw was the fact that the umbilical cord was wrapped around my daughter’s neck, and she was measuring on… >> Read More
For so many women who hope to experience a vaginal birth, the prospect of a cesarean–especially unplanned--is the akin to a birth plan "kiss of death."
But even when things don’t go as…planned, a C-section doesn't have to be a terrible thing. With a little preparation, even an unplanned C-section can be a beautiful method of childbirth. But it really helps to know what to expect. Having had two scheduled C-sections (the first a result of prenatal complications with the baby and the second a repeat C-section),… >> Read More
I'm lying in the recovery room, hours after my C-section. My baby is far away, in a different ward altogether, and I want him.
"But your hemoglobin-"
"But your dizziness-"
They won't let me…go, these doctors in their hospital suits and these efficient nurses bustling by. They won't let me go to my baby, and I want him, and it hurts. But I've done this before, so I know: This too shall pass. I will hold my baby, sooner or later. Even if I have to wait a few more hours, I will… >> Read More
Right now, many American women are in a panic because of the provision in the hastily-passed AHCA (aka Trumpcare, the GOP Obamacare repeal bill) that would allow states to exempt insurance companies…from covering pre-existing conditions. These include many "conditions" commonly faced by moms and women, from C-sections to surviving abuse and rape. The ACA was flawed, but its guarantee of coverage for those conditions has been its best-received, most life-saving quality. As a result, women are taking to social media, email and more to talk about… >> Read More
I first saw my son in a picture.
Somewhere in the vast hospital that day, my baby was crying in another person’s arms. And somewhere else, in a bag stashed into a corner, laid the crumbled birth…plan that was supposed to orchestrate his birth. “I want the birth to be as natural as possible,” that plan declared in bold letters, and continued to do so as my fever went up and up and up and my body refused to cooperate and the doctors’ faces grew worried and grim. “I want to… >> Read More