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The bolding is mine and This is what gets me fired up! I'll disclose that I work in an academic medical college, and received care in the affliated hosptial. For me with my failed vbac, I used every opportunity to have discussions with my HCP. He's the director of residencies in the OB/GYN department and I saw this as my chance to affect change. Now really - did I with my 10 zillion questions, or persistance with questioning policy & practice, probably not, but what I did get was a very healthy respect from him regarding my body and my decisions which I hope he continues to carry with him in his practice (I'll find out when I go back for my annual) I talked with students, residents about the choices presented, questioned their ideas of options and made them think, I complained about comments were snidely made about me jeopardizing my baby when I chose to go to 42 weeks (oh yes the dead baby card was thrown out by nurses in the clinic) and that is why we have to give the feedback to those professional - that demeaning conduct, and those fear-tactics are UNACCEPTABLE!
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) and my mom had me vaginally, why wouldn't I be able to? My mom doesn't really understand how I wanted alternatives but she also doesn't understand that she would have been hard pressed to find a Dr who would even know how to flip a baby in the middle of labor much less one that would be willing.
(btw, i kid about that it didn't hurt my feelings and i don't care if no one else cares about or shares my opinions on the matter. 
Thank you. I treasured both of children's births, I didn't feel traumatized by them either and I think that open discussion without judgment would be wonderful. My DD's was an emergency, which in turn caused my T incision to happen, which thus caused my having to have a RCS. My son's birth was a zen experience honestly, and even if it was a c/s is was a joyful, wonderful experience. We didn't know what gender he was, and the entire OR rejoiced with us when we found out he was a boy. They couldn't remember when they'd done a c/s and didn't know the gender. Dh and I felt that if we knew when the baby would be born, at least we should have one surprise. At least that made part of it feel magical and we shared that with these other people, and they shared our joy.

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