My DD just turned 18 months old, and we're not planning to TTC for another 15 months, but something tells me I should start to deal with my feelings about childbirth. I'll try not to go on and on...
I have come a long way from the mainstream type person I was when I first got pregnant. I still have more to learn, but having DD has caused me to change how I think about a lot of things. I need to tackle how I feel about childbirth.
During my pregnancy I didn't research birth, I didn't write a birth plan, I didn't do much of anything other than attend the childbirth class at the hospital. The only thing I learned there to help with pain was how to lie on a mat in the dark and relax while listening to peaceful music. Well, easy to do when pg and exhausted, but it didn't translate to labor for me. All along I said that I'd never tested my pain tolerance (I've never broken a bone, etc.) and so I'd just wait and see how I handled it. I didn't plan for an epidural, but I didn't plan not to have one either.
Since by nature I am a researching kind of person, I should have realized that it was out of character for me not to over-inform myself about birth.
Here are some characteristics of my labor and birth:
I never had a BH ctx. When ctx finally started it was at 1:00 AM after I'd been up since about 8 AM. I ate a piece of dry toast at home sometime before going to the hospital. By the time DD was born, I had been awake for 37 hours and I had not eaten anything substantial in about 24 hours.
Ctx were 3-5 mins. apart almost immediately. I labored at home from 1 AM to 7 AM before going to the hospital.
Got to the hospital, was told to stay, and got in the tub. Pain was manageable (I realize in retrospect, thought it was kind of bad at the time) until I got out of the tub. Getting out was a huge mistake. That was at about 11 AM.
For the next 1.5 hours I was practically out of my mind with pain. I couldn't do anything to cope. I felt like I wanted to get out of my body and get away from the pain, but I couldn't. The pain enveloped my abdomen. It was like menstrual cramps x 100000. At 12:30 PM I got the epidural.
I was in bed after that, of course. I suspect I was held from pushing because the OB had to do an emergency CS. Didn't push until about 7:30. When I started pushing I couldn't feel ctx, but I could feel pain. I had a fever. There was a giant crowd of people in the room because when they had broken my water earlier in the afternoon, there was meconium staining. I felt anxious with everyone standing around waiting for me to give them the goods (or so I felt). I felt like I didn't know how to push. Turns out I created hemmy problems for myself that I am still dealing with to this day.
Eventually I started to feel the urge to push, which helped tremendously and actually seemed to decrease the pain somewhat. It was like I could work with that urge.
DD was born at 9:38 PM, APGARs of 5 and 8. I held her briefly while they aimed oxygen up her nose and then they whisked her to the NICU. Didn't see her again until 1:30 AM or so, and didn't get to nurse or hold her until the next day. Thinking about it brings tears to my eyes. I felt totally robbed, like I'd carried this baby for nearly 40 weeks and now she was GONE. I felt like she'd been stolen from me. When we went to see her I had to ask the nurse if she was going to die - there was so much confusion and lack of info.
Obviously I don't want a repeat of this situation. Because of the meconium staining and DD's breathing problems, DH and I don't think we'd ever feel safe with a homebirth, but I am determined to do things differently in the hospital next time. What I need help with is processing my feelings... heck, validating my feelings - because I don't even know if what I experienced is normal and I am just a wimp, or if it was bad and it's okay for me to feel bad about it, or what.
: Then I need to figure out what to do to make things go better next time. There's just so much that I don't know where to start. I didn't handle being a hormonal pregnant lady so well - it was like repeating junior high for me emotionally, with the crazy insecurity - so I figure I shouldn't put this off until I'm pg again.
FWIW, I am proud that I managed to fight off the evil nurse who told me I had to choose between giving DD formula or having her spend another day/night in the NICU. Turns out she didn't have formula and she didn't spend more time in NICU. She's never had a drop of formula in her sweet life, and we are still nursing. No offense to others, but it's the one thing I did that I am fiercely proud of.
Thanks for any help, resources, support, etc. you can give me. I need some closure to this and I need to know how to think about all the things that happened as part of labor and birth. Sorry this is so long... thanks for reading.
I have come a long way from the mainstream type person I was when I first got pregnant. I still have more to learn, but having DD has caused me to change how I think about a lot of things. I need to tackle how I feel about childbirth.
During my pregnancy I didn't research birth, I didn't write a birth plan, I didn't do much of anything other than attend the childbirth class at the hospital. The only thing I learned there to help with pain was how to lie on a mat in the dark and relax while listening to peaceful music. Well, easy to do when pg and exhausted, but it didn't translate to labor for me. All along I said that I'd never tested my pain tolerance (I've never broken a bone, etc.) and so I'd just wait and see how I handled it. I didn't plan for an epidural, but I didn't plan not to have one either.
Since by nature I am a researching kind of person, I should have realized that it was out of character for me not to over-inform myself about birth.
Here are some characteristics of my labor and birth:
I never had a BH ctx. When ctx finally started it was at 1:00 AM after I'd been up since about 8 AM. I ate a piece of dry toast at home sometime before going to the hospital. By the time DD was born, I had been awake for 37 hours and I had not eaten anything substantial in about 24 hours.
Ctx were 3-5 mins. apart almost immediately. I labored at home from 1 AM to 7 AM before going to the hospital.
Got to the hospital, was told to stay, and got in the tub. Pain was manageable (I realize in retrospect, thought it was kind of bad at the time) until I got out of the tub. Getting out was a huge mistake. That was at about 11 AM.
For the next 1.5 hours I was practically out of my mind with pain. I couldn't do anything to cope. I felt like I wanted to get out of my body and get away from the pain, but I couldn't. The pain enveloped my abdomen. It was like menstrual cramps x 100000. At 12:30 PM I got the epidural.
I was in bed after that, of course. I suspect I was held from pushing because the OB had to do an emergency CS. Didn't push until about 7:30. When I started pushing I couldn't feel ctx, but I could feel pain. I had a fever. There was a giant crowd of people in the room because when they had broken my water earlier in the afternoon, there was meconium staining. I felt anxious with everyone standing around waiting for me to give them the goods (or so I felt). I felt like I didn't know how to push. Turns out I created hemmy problems for myself that I am still dealing with to this day.
Eventually I started to feel the urge to push, which helped tremendously and actually seemed to decrease the pain somewhat. It was like I could work with that urge.
DD was born at 9:38 PM, APGARs of 5 and 8. I held her briefly while they aimed oxygen up her nose and then they whisked her to the NICU. Didn't see her again until 1:30 AM or so, and didn't get to nurse or hold her until the next day. Thinking about it brings tears to my eyes. I felt totally robbed, like I'd carried this baby for nearly 40 weeks and now she was GONE. I felt like she'd been stolen from me. When we went to see her I had to ask the nurse if she was going to die - there was so much confusion and lack of info.
Obviously I don't want a repeat of this situation. Because of the meconium staining and DD's breathing problems, DH and I don't think we'd ever feel safe with a homebirth, but I am determined to do things differently in the hospital next time. What I need help with is processing my feelings... heck, validating my feelings - because I don't even know if what I experienced is normal and I am just a wimp, or if it was bad and it's okay for me to feel bad about it, or what.
: Then I need to figure out what to do to make things go better next time. There's just so much that I don't know where to start. I didn't handle being a hormonal pregnant lady so well - it was like repeating junior high for me emotionally, with the crazy insecurity - so I figure I shouldn't put this off until I'm pg again.FWIW, I am proud that I managed to fight off the evil nurse who told me I had to choose between giving DD formula or having her spend another day/night in the NICU. Turns out she didn't have formula and she didn't spend more time in NICU. She's never had a drop of formula in her sweet life, and we are still nursing. No offense to others, but it's the one thing I did that I am fiercely proud of.

Thanks for any help, resources, support, etc. you can give me. I need some closure to this and I need to know how to think about all the things that happened as part of labor and birth. Sorry this is so long... thanks for reading.






Cry, scream, get angry, let it all out, whatever works for you. It's ok. It's not your fault. And you don't have to be happy about how your baby came into the world. Don't believe anyone who says all that matters is that you have a healthy baby, because your feelings count, too! A baby won't stay healthy without a happy, healthy mommy. Take care of yourself, physically and emotionally.

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