Almost 5 months ago I had a c-section.
Basically I went into labor, called the midwife, and told DH he wasn't going to work the next few days. I labored at home for 48 hours. The midwife started taking my DH aside and whispering and eventually he talked me into going to the hospital. That in itself is a long story.
Once we got to the hospital I wanted to leave immediately. The first nurse I met told me the OB on call loved c-sections and if the baby wasn't popping out when he walked into the room, he'd want to get me into the OR. She was right.
Basically the decision to have the cesarean was an exchange between myself and DH. He said "Do you trust me?" I said "Yes, you're my husband!" He said "I think we have to do this." That was it.
As they were wheeling me down the hall I told the same nurse that I could feel myself opening up. The other nurse rolled her eyes but I let the first one check me right there in the hall and she said I was right. At that point I had been dilated 7 cm when we left home and she said I was about 9 then. My mind started racing and I tried to tell DH while he was putting on the scrubs but he just said "I can't let anything happen to you or the baby, let them do this please, it's for the best."
So I let them do it.
I couldn't feel myself breathing and the anesthesiologist laughed at me when I said I was scared. I couldn't hold her right after she was born because my arms were paralyzed. They kept her away from me for 6 hours and gave her glucose water in the nursery. They tried to bully me into letting them give her the Hep B shot while I was still paralyzed in bed. They tried to sneak her out of my room at least once every night. They took her while I was in the bathroom and stuck her under the bili lights, and refused to let me BF her while she was in there. They let my MIL come trooping in the recovery room with a dozen other relatives an hour after I was wheeled back in. They let her back in the next morning at 6 am. Etc.
My DH is fine with all this. He doesn't see how he let me down. I'm having serious problems with trusting him in anything now. I'm getting to the point where I don't want to have more children because I won't be able to trust him during the births. I don't even trust him with DD now. I told him over and over while I was pregnant that he needed to be there for me and support me and make sure I was okay. He thinks I'm okay. I don't see how I can ever trust him again but I'm sure someone else has been in a similar position.
Basically I went into labor, called the midwife, and told DH he wasn't going to work the next few days. I labored at home for 48 hours. The midwife started taking my DH aside and whispering and eventually he talked me into going to the hospital. That in itself is a long story.
Once we got to the hospital I wanted to leave immediately. The first nurse I met told me the OB on call loved c-sections and if the baby wasn't popping out when he walked into the room, he'd want to get me into the OR. She was right.
Basically the decision to have the cesarean was an exchange between myself and DH. He said "Do you trust me?" I said "Yes, you're my husband!" He said "I think we have to do this." That was it.
As they were wheeling me down the hall I told the same nurse that I could feel myself opening up. The other nurse rolled her eyes but I let the first one check me right there in the hall and she said I was right. At that point I had been dilated 7 cm when we left home and she said I was about 9 then. My mind started racing and I tried to tell DH while he was putting on the scrubs but he just said "I can't let anything happen to you or the baby, let them do this please, it's for the best."
So I let them do it.
I couldn't feel myself breathing and the anesthesiologist laughed at me when I said I was scared. I couldn't hold her right after she was born because my arms were paralyzed. They kept her away from me for 6 hours and gave her glucose water in the nursery. They tried to bully me into letting them give her the Hep B shot while I was still paralyzed in bed. They tried to sneak her out of my room at least once every night. They took her while I was in the bathroom and stuck her under the bili lights, and refused to let me BF her while she was in there. They let my MIL come trooping in the recovery room with a dozen other relatives an hour after I was wheeled back in. They let her back in the next morning at 6 am. Etc.
My DH is fine with all this. He doesn't see how he let me down. I'm having serious problems with trusting him in anything now. I'm getting to the point where I don't want to have more children because I won't be able to trust him during the births. I don't even trust him with DD now. I told him over and over while I was pregnant that he needed to be there for me and support me and make sure I was okay. He thinks I'm okay. I don't see how I can ever trust him again but I'm sure someone else has been in a similar position.
. Good luck with your dh.
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