I am really scared of giving birth again and have more fear now than before. We were planning on TTC #2 but have decided to wait until DD is 2 y.o. (she is 18 months now). I am really glad to wait in hopes that I can come to terms with my fears a bit more.
Before my DD birth I just had so much faith in birth and my body and was very clear that a home birth was right for us. I think the home birth was the right thing and that a hospital birth would have been a much worse outcome. Still, I am so afraid to do it again.
A very brief recap of the birth... Labor was long. My baby was stuck (I think she had dropped too early due to too many yoga squats too early on). We just couldn't get contractions to progress after trying so many things... homeopathics, nipple stimulation, etc etc etc... I just wasn't dilating. The baby was moving way too much obviously because she wasn't in the right position. And my water was leaking so I couldn't be in the tub and time was ticking for avoiding the hospital. Things would pick up for a few hours only to peter out again. I was so frustrated. Luckily my MWs suggested another MW who could try to reposition the baby. She was called in as a last resort. I was stood on my head while the new MW put her hand inside of me and pushed DD back up into my uterus. Then they broke my water. Everything took off from there. But I had no time to adjust. It was like going from 20 miles an hour to 120 in just 60 seconds. That was hard. But I was so glad that we had progress and wouldn't have to transport.
DD was born about 5 hours later. She was fine but I started bleeding... seriously bleeding. It took two or three shots of pit. to stop the bleeding and the MW were obviously really worried. I ended up loosing so much blood that I couldn't get up and had to lay on the bathroom floor for an hour before crawling into the bed. Again, thanks to my dear MWs we avoided a transport for this new problem because they have a dr. friend who supports home birth (MW are illegal in our state) who came to give me IV. So, with those fluids I was able to stay home but it was 3 days before I could get out of bed. I think that the thing that really pushed me over the edge was this final thing. They couldn't find a vein and had to keep sticking me. I was just so done with everything. I didn't want anyone messing with me any more. Then after they finally found a vein that worked and got in the first bag of fluids, my MW (being very tired after the 36 hours of my labor) almost flushed the iv when my blood clotted in order to try to get another bag of fluids in. She caught herself realizing that sending a blood clot into my vein was NOT a good idea. But it kind of freaked me out.
Then, on top of this all, my DH was hardly around at all for support. Poor guy is high anxiety and OCD. The birth was so traumatic for him that he pretty much went into isolation for a week until his nervous system recovered so I hardly saw him. Luckily I had my mom and doula helping me out.
So, in the end, I felt like my birth was the best it could be. I've put on a really brave face and have never shared any of my more negative feelings because I felt like I had to defend my home birth choices and also really focus on the positive aspects since I know everything came out really well in the end. If we were at the hospital we would have had a C-section for sure. We were very lucky. So I feel kind of awful for even considering that it was traumatic. I have only focused on the positive outcome and how fortunate we were. But now that we are thinking of a second, I find myself really freaked out. Could I do another home birth? What if I bleed badly again? I am so afraid of hospitals to the point of serous anxiety attacks even walking into one, but now I'm afraid of what could happen at home too. My head is full of what ifs.... What if something happened when the MW repositioned my baby, like the cord got cramped somehow (not sure if that was even something that could happen but I think about it); what if they didn't stop my hemorrhaging, what if the blood clot had dislodged into my vein when they tried a second IV or my MW hadn't caught herself, what if there were other complications with DD being in the birth canal for too long, what if we had ended up at the hospital with all of the interventions that I fear so much... what if, what if...
I feel stuck. I want another baby, but I just don't trust birth the way that I did before. I feel kind of stupid even writing all of this because I know a lot of women have had much more traumatic experiences and much worse outcomes. Still, every time I think of birthing again I can feel my chest tighten and my breathing stops and I want to cry.
Before my DD birth I just had so much faith in birth and my body and was very clear that a home birth was right for us. I think the home birth was the right thing and that a hospital birth would have been a much worse outcome. Still, I am so afraid to do it again.
A very brief recap of the birth... Labor was long. My baby was stuck (I think she had dropped too early due to too many yoga squats too early on). We just couldn't get contractions to progress after trying so many things... homeopathics, nipple stimulation, etc etc etc... I just wasn't dilating. The baby was moving way too much obviously because she wasn't in the right position. And my water was leaking so I couldn't be in the tub and time was ticking for avoiding the hospital. Things would pick up for a few hours only to peter out again. I was so frustrated. Luckily my MWs suggested another MW who could try to reposition the baby. She was called in as a last resort. I was stood on my head while the new MW put her hand inside of me and pushed DD back up into my uterus. Then they broke my water. Everything took off from there. But I had no time to adjust. It was like going from 20 miles an hour to 120 in just 60 seconds. That was hard. But I was so glad that we had progress and wouldn't have to transport.
DD was born about 5 hours later. She was fine but I started bleeding... seriously bleeding. It took two or three shots of pit. to stop the bleeding and the MW were obviously really worried. I ended up loosing so much blood that I couldn't get up and had to lay on the bathroom floor for an hour before crawling into the bed. Again, thanks to my dear MWs we avoided a transport for this new problem because they have a dr. friend who supports home birth (MW are illegal in our state) who came to give me IV. So, with those fluids I was able to stay home but it was 3 days before I could get out of bed. I think that the thing that really pushed me over the edge was this final thing. They couldn't find a vein and had to keep sticking me. I was just so done with everything. I didn't want anyone messing with me any more. Then after they finally found a vein that worked and got in the first bag of fluids, my MW (being very tired after the 36 hours of my labor) almost flushed the iv when my blood clotted in order to try to get another bag of fluids in. She caught herself realizing that sending a blood clot into my vein was NOT a good idea. But it kind of freaked me out.
Then, on top of this all, my DH was hardly around at all for support. Poor guy is high anxiety and OCD. The birth was so traumatic for him that he pretty much went into isolation for a week until his nervous system recovered so I hardly saw him. Luckily I had my mom and doula helping me out.
So, in the end, I felt like my birth was the best it could be. I've put on a really brave face and have never shared any of my more negative feelings because I felt like I had to defend my home birth choices and also really focus on the positive aspects since I know everything came out really well in the end. If we were at the hospital we would have had a C-section for sure. We were very lucky. So I feel kind of awful for even considering that it was traumatic. I have only focused on the positive outcome and how fortunate we were. But now that we are thinking of a second, I find myself really freaked out. Could I do another home birth? What if I bleed badly again? I am so afraid of hospitals to the point of serous anxiety attacks even walking into one, but now I'm afraid of what could happen at home too. My head is full of what ifs.... What if something happened when the MW repositioned my baby, like the cord got cramped somehow (not sure if that was even something that could happen but I think about it); what if they didn't stop my hemorrhaging, what if the blood clot had dislodged into my vein when they tried a second IV or my MW hadn't caught herself, what if there were other complications with DD being in the birth canal for too long, what if we had ended up at the hospital with all of the interventions that I fear so much... what if, what if...
I feel stuck. I want another baby, but I just don't trust birth the way that I did before. I feel kind of stupid even writing all of this because I know a lot of women have had much more traumatic experiences and much worse outcomes. Still, every time I think of birthing again I can feel my chest tighten and my breathing stops and I want to cry.







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