but I'm fantasizing about... having an elective c-section. please be gentle with me here - I am not uninformed or ignorant about how c-sections affect babies, and I'm not uncaring about my baby - this is strictly about my emotional and mental strength.
here's a little background. I had two dream-come-true home-water-births with no complications, no tearing, and very quick, too (second was so quick it was "unattended" because the midwife missed it). Quick recoveries, too.
but... with my first, I had severe ppd. was suicidal. took months and months to get better. couldn't breastfeed either. life was living hell.
with my second, i was living with my parents (and dh was at home for a month after the birth), it was summer time, she slept a lot... and my ppd was not half as bad shortly after birth. things got worse later. and again, took months to recover.
we decided on having a third when I was really well. and most of the pregnancy my mood has been really super, feeling level, enjoying life. until I got insomnia a while back. mood has not been that great. I upped my medications (with the doctor's approval). felt better for a week or two, and currently, I'm feeling like I'm sinking a bit.
so. this whole c-section fantasy has to do with my fear of the huge emotional upheaval of giving birth - the adrenalin, the rush, the crash, the inability to sleep... all that I dealt with in the past. It is very exciting and beautiful but I seem to have limited resources in terms off being able to cope with it for long... once the good feelings wear out, I REALLY wear out.
having this baby in the middle of winter, too, like with the first - it's very cold here, dark, gloomy, and all of it reminds me so clearly of how crazy I really felt after my first. so, I want to avoid it. I want to go into the hospital on a given date, lie down calm and peaceful, and have my son in my arms a bit later...
I know what a c-section is. I know how long the recovery can last. All I want to do is preserve my sanity somehow... reserve strength for the first months, BE alive with my son and two daughters (as opposed to drugged on sleeping pills and still having visions of driving the car off the bridge), and fall in love as I know I can with this brand new person...
I've no idea why giving birth is so damn hard on my head... I love being a mother, it's a spiritual calling with me. And my vaginal births are really so straight forward... but it's like... while my physical reproductive organs can easily weather the storms of birthing, my emotional/mental self somehow finds it too much...
And so I'm thinking, what difference does it really make that I had a fantastic home birth with my first child when I was ready to end it all a few weeks later? YKWIM??
here's a little background. I had two dream-come-true home-water-births with no complications, no tearing, and very quick, too (second was so quick it was "unattended" because the midwife missed it). Quick recoveries, too.
but... with my first, I had severe ppd. was suicidal. took months and months to get better. couldn't breastfeed either. life was living hell.
with my second, i was living with my parents (and dh was at home for a month after the birth), it was summer time, she slept a lot... and my ppd was not half as bad shortly after birth. things got worse later. and again, took months to recover.
we decided on having a third when I was really well. and most of the pregnancy my mood has been really super, feeling level, enjoying life. until I got insomnia a while back. mood has not been that great. I upped my medications (with the doctor's approval). felt better for a week or two, and currently, I'm feeling like I'm sinking a bit.
so. this whole c-section fantasy has to do with my fear of the huge emotional upheaval of giving birth - the adrenalin, the rush, the crash, the inability to sleep... all that I dealt with in the past. It is very exciting and beautiful but I seem to have limited resources in terms off being able to cope with it for long... once the good feelings wear out, I REALLY wear out.
having this baby in the middle of winter, too, like with the first - it's very cold here, dark, gloomy, and all of it reminds me so clearly of how crazy I really felt after my first. so, I want to avoid it. I want to go into the hospital on a given date, lie down calm and peaceful, and have my son in my arms a bit later...
I know what a c-section is. I know how long the recovery can last. All I want to do is preserve my sanity somehow... reserve strength for the first months, BE alive with my son and two daughters (as opposed to drugged on sleeping pills and still having visions of driving the car off the bridge), and fall in love as I know I can with this brand new person...
I've no idea why giving birth is so damn hard on my head... I love being a mother, it's a spiritual calling with me. And my vaginal births are really so straight forward... but it's like... while my physical reproductive organs can easily weather the storms of birthing, my emotional/mental self somehow finds it too much...
And so I'm thinking, what difference does it really make that I had a fantastic home birth with my first child when I was ready to end it all a few weeks later? YKWIM??










I think being positive all the time is overrated. Being optimistic has left me unprepared. Being realistic has always served me well. Even if I seem like a Debbie Downer sometimes! 
to you all!
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