Nancy -
I could relate to about 90% of what you posted. I had a really really hard time during my home labor, too. Going to the hospital, and even the cesarean was so much easier than the days I spent laboring at my house. And the toilet flashbacks! I took castor oil, and I spent an entire night and part of the next day shitting (sorry) my brains out on the toilet during painful contractions. It was torture! I still feel freaked out about going, and when I sit there, I think about the pain of being in labor with hours of diarrhea. I had these intenstinal cramps - man, they were beyond Pitocin. They were rough! So I had this vision of my homelabor and homebirth, and that was NOT it. I envisioned me and dd and dh and my mw all helping me get thru my labor, me laboring in the tub, them supporting me...the reality was days and days of on again, off again labor which would not stay in an active pattern, dosing me with cohoshes, with Benadryl, with the castor oil, everyone waiting on my body, my dd being outplaced for days....I am having a hard time processing the reality of my labor, too.
Coming home from the hospital was very hard because the birth tub was still here, and the birth kit and supplies, and everywhere I went, I could feel and see the days I had spent in labor in the apartment. In the shower, there was the water bottle I was drinking from while I spent hours on my hands and knees in there. There was the Hybicleanse on the counter that I had been doing because my membranes were ruptured for so many days. The vanilla milkshake in the freezer that I had been putting the castor oil in. Just stuff everywhere reminding me of the pain and difficult time I had here.
Sorry to digress, but I wanted to let you know that I get what you are saying.
I thought my labor and birth were going to be so beautiful and natural and healing, and it was so different. Much love and peace to you.
I could relate to about 90% of what you posted. I had a really really hard time during my home labor, too. Going to the hospital, and even the cesarean was so much easier than the days I spent laboring at my house. And the toilet flashbacks! I took castor oil, and I spent an entire night and part of the next day shitting (sorry) my brains out on the toilet during painful contractions. It was torture! I still feel freaked out about going, and when I sit there, I think about the pain of being in labor with hours of diarrhea. I had these intenstinal cramps - man, they were beyond Pitocin. They were rough! So I had this vision of my homelabor and homebirth, and that was NOT it. I envisioned me and dd and dh and my mw all helping me get thru my labor, me laboring in the tub, them supporting me...the reality was days and days of on again, off again labor which would not stay in an active pattern, dosing me with cohoshes, with Benadryl, with the castor oil, everyone waiting on my body, my dd being outplaced for days....I am having a hard time processing the reality of my labor, too.
Coming home from the hospital was very hard because the birth tub was still here, and the birth kit and supplies, and everywhere I went, I could feel and see the days I had spent in labor in the apartment. In the shower, there was the water bottle I was drinking from while I spent hours on my hands and knees in there. There was the Hybicleanse on the counter that I had been doing because my membranes were ruptured for so many days. The vanilla milkshake in the freezer that I had been putting the castor oil in. Just stuff everywhere reminding me of the pain and difficult time I had here.
Sorry to digress, but I wanted to let you know that I get what you are saying.
I thought my labor and birth were going to be so beautiful and natural and healing, and it was so different. Much love and peace to you.

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course, Nancy thinking of my MIL I understand your emotions.
And yeah, you *do* need some alone time.
I don't know exactly your situation; but, I stagger visitors, cept I have them tomorrow and then mama is coming Thursday, but we have had back to back days here with noone, so I guess its even. After we got back from church, I noticed a note from MIL and her number in the caller id. Reminds me of last weekend when she called and got no answer and just came over.
I might get off the computer. 


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Chantal!
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: I just got a cover to match that embellished dipe last week...also embellished.....
Yeah exactly. I feel like I am so lucky to have had 2 boys who sleep great, nurse great (well Harrison does, Alias did) and have no real health issues to speak of. Alias is a fantastic little person and very loving big brother and as Harrison's personality is beginning to develop he is showing himself to be the perfect addition to our family. And yet, I still get completely overwhelmed. And I do lose perspective sometimes. I have found myslef wishing that Harrison was a bit older just so that I could put him down and he and Alias could play together and just give me a break! And then I feel soooo guilty for even having these feelings. I'm supposed to be cherishing every precious moment with my baby right? And what about Alias? I need to find time in the day to meet his needs too. Ugh, I just can't seem to cut myslef a break
I guess since we hadn't since May we were feeling pretty anxious to get back into the swing of things again.
...but, alas, the bleeding continues...
... anyway, i'm with ya in thought!!
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