I'm not a mom of twins, so you can ignore what I say
. I had a cesarean after 4 vaginal births. I was supposed to have another homebirth. Everything was going fine, until I got his pain in my upper belly. I couldnt sleep, it was so bad. So, I went to the ER at 4am, thinking I had bad gas or something
After lab work and whatnot, I was diagnosed with HELLP syndrome. My son was born at 10am-6 hours after heading to the ER-at 33 weeks, by cesarean. My then husband wasnt even there for the delivery.
Now, heres the thing-I was given the option to attempt an induction. I was given the facts-I had had 4 other babies, so induction would probably go well, BUT at the same time, my cervix was tight, closed, and thick, presenting more of a challenge there. I had been up all night and been put on mag sulfate, which makes you feel so....bleh. I was still having pain in my belly, although not so bad. I was so, so tired. And, when my labs were repeated 2 hours after the first set, my liver had gotten worse, my kidneys were now failing, and my platelet count had dropped signficantly. In other words, the support they were giving wasnt helping. The good news was, my son looked great on ultrasound. So...it was up to me. Try to induce with my labs getting worse, risking it not working, or being too exhausted to push. Or, opt for a cesarean.
I decided on the cesarean. Why? Because if the induction didnt work, my platelets would have been too low for me to be awake for the cesarean. As it turned out, I really wouldve preferred being knocked out and if I ever have another one, I will be. But I didnt know that at the time. So, I look back and think *what if?* I mean, the recovery for me was terrible, even without a baby to take care of. I hated it. But...well...theres really nothing I can change. Whats done is done. All I can do is look forward to this baby and hope for a HBAC.