I just had my 4th homebirth two days ago. Although the first was very frightening at the time, and all were very painful, I didn't feel traumatized afterwards (I felt relieved and proud, mainly). This one was different.
First of all, it was a very fast birth - less than two hours from the time I realized I was in labor, and transition and crowning were back-to-back, with absolutely no second stage in between. This was hard enough, since I never had the feeling of actively doing anything - no actual pushing - I just ended up feeling like something happened to me, sort of like being run over by a train.
Then, while I was trying to process that experience, bond with my baby, etc., I was confronted with another scary situation - my MW thought I was bleeding too much (although I felt fine) and saw some broken blood vessels on the edge of the placenta, which led her to conclude there was a piece of it left behind. At first she and her assistant wanted to give me pitocin, which I asked them to hold off on (thank goodness!) because I was afraid of trapping the piece that might have been left behind. I nursed the baby and showered, and afterward they still thought I was bleeding too much. The MW then convinced me to let her try to extract the retained piece manually (saying the alternative might be a hospital D&C). I agreed to it, but I felt like a trapped animal and was crying. I was completely terrified - afraid of pain, afraid of possible complications, worried about the fact that I didn't know if it was the right decision or not.
As it turned out, there was a piece of placenta left behind. I still wonder whether it would have come out on its own, and whether any damage might have been done, and I'm afraid of getting an infection, worrying about every odd sensation I have these last two days. The manual extraction really seemed like getting my guts ripped out - it was nearly as painful as the birth, and far more frightening. I really wish I could have at least had pain meds for it - I don't birth without meds because I like pain, but because I don't want to disrupt the birth process!
Whenever I think about it now, I feel like crying and get a sense of anxiety - I feel as though my body is against me, or like I was somehow tricked or trapped (although I don't know by whom), and although I don't plan to have any more children, I have an irrational fear of it all happening again.
I just had to get this off my chest - thanks for listening.
First of all, it was a very fast birth - less than two hours from the time I realized I was in labor, and transition and crowning were back-to-back, with absolutely no second stage in between. This was hard enough, since I never had the feeling of actively doing anything - no actual pushing - I just ended up feeling like something happened to me, sort of like being run over by a train.
Then, while I was trying to process that experience, bond with my baby, etc., I was confronted with another scary situation - my MW thought I was bleeding too much (although I felt fine) and saw some broken blood vessels on the edge of the placenta, which led her to conclude there was a piece of it left behind. At first she and her assistant wanted to give me pitocin, which I asked them to hold off on (thank goodness!) because I was afraid of trapping the piece that might have been left behind. I nursed the baby and showered, and afterward they still thought I was bleeding too much. The MW then convinced me to let her try to extract the retained piece manually (saying the alternative might be a hospital D&C). I agreed to it, but I felt like a trapped animal and was crying. I was completely terrified - afraid of pain, afraid of possible complications, worried about the fact that I didn't know if it was the right decision or not.
As it turned out, there was a piece of placenta left behind. I still wonder whether it would have come out on its own, and whether any damage might have been done, and I'm afraid of getting an infection, worrying about every odd sensation I have these last two days. The manual extraction really seemed like getting my guts ripped out - it was nearly as painful as the birth, and far more frightening. I really wish I could have at least had pain meds for it - I don't birth without meds because I like pain, but because I don't want to disrupt the birth process!
Whenever I think about it now, I feel like crying and get a sense of anxiety - I feel as though my body is against me, or like I was somehow tricked or trapped (although I don't know by whom), and although I don't plan to have any more children, I have an irrational fear of it all happening again.

I just had to get this off my chest - thanks for listening.