tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17821640968820398922011-12-19T15:40:22.953-07:00Trying to heal from the emotional scars of a failed VBAC.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825366006877044399noreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1782164096882039892.post-82931840778237446262011-01-20T17:42:00.008-07:002011-03-09T10:16:43.194-07:00

I've been meaning to post my birth story for the last week, but life with two new babies can be a little hectic lol. My babies are 10 days old now and I'm going to try to get this written while I have a free minute. (This ended up taking about 6 hours to get written lol, life with 5 kids is busy!)My final belly pic at 36 weeksAs I reached 35 weeks pregnant, I was suddenly so ready to be done. I

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Wow, I guess I just plain forgot to update with what's going on with this pregnancy! I blame it on double preggo brain lol. Really, I've just been very busy with school, the holidays, and life in general. So quick recap of how things are going:* I switched from the clinic I was going to at 26 weeks because I felt I wasn't getting the best care there. I now see a maternal-fetal medicine OB who

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So we had our ultrasound this week on Wednesday. We got there early because I was supposed to have a checkup before it, but there was a mixup and my checkup was Thursday. So we were early but they got us back right away. The ultrasound tech was really nice and was chatting with us about our kids and how many siblings we have. Then she says, "So this will be 5 then." I looked at Nate confused and

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So, I've had 2 appointments so far. It's a bit odd not knowing which midwife I will see for an appointment since it is such a large group, but the two I've met (and one student) were very nice. At my first appointment they did all the normal first visit stuff like background, bloodwork, pap, etc. I was bummed they did not do an ultrasound, because I've always had an ultrasound at my first

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Well, we have found out some exciting news to finally add to this depressing blog! Baby #4 is due next February! Although I am still extremely nervous about how the birth may go this time, we are excited to be adding another little one to our family. I am grateful that there is a hospital near that will support VBA2C and that they have a large group of midwives who deliver there. I have my first

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I don't know why I bother reading birth stories on due date messageboards, they just make me sad and angry. I was reading some posts by ladies due this month. The first was a girl who wanted a VBAC but last week had an ultrasound that showed her baby was almost 10lbs. So they scheduled a c/s for yesterday. Guess how much the baby weighed? 7lb 11oz. Seriously. Over 2lbs LESS than the u/s showed.

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Bottled up, suppressedThe lid barely contains itAcid filling it to the topBurning, burningIt's not their faultMy failure is my ownI cannot share itI will not share itLike poison it spreadsThreatening the peaceBut I hold it backBurning, burningBlistering handsMy tongue is numbTears cloud my eyesBut I grasp it closeBurning, burning

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I know I haven't posted in a long time. My emotions about this vary so much that I keep waiting for the right time to post, but I need to remember it's a process and I should just go with it. Some days I think I'm starting to "get over it" and feel some peace, but then other days something will just pop up and make me want to cry. For example, we had a birthday part for Jakey a few weeks ago and

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I was happy to recover much quicker from my second c-section than I had from my first. My first was a pretty normal recovery, but took at least a month to feel back to normal. With my second I felt pretty much normal after 2 weeks.I was allowed to get out of bed to walk to the bathroom about 12 hours after the surgery. I had remembered that the first time I got up after having Jason I'd almost

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In March 2008 we found out we were expecting baby #3. We had just moved to a new city, in fact we moved to our new house just days after getting that positive pregnancy test. It was an exciting time with so many new changes happening.I had been in contact with a midwife who does homebirths and was opening up her own birth suite in the fall. I really wanted to birth with her, but at the time we

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Every time I think I'm starting to get over my feelings of sadness about my last birth, I read a birth story that just shoves it all in my face again. And it's all kinds of birth stories, from the one's that had every intervention under the sun and still had their "perfect" birth, to the scheduled c-sections, to the unassisted homebirths. All of them hit me in different ways, but they all make me

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Recently TIME magazine published an article called The Trouble With Repeat Cesareans. I was so happy to see an article that gave some good information on actual statistics and the way women are being forced to undergo surgery they don't really want because they feel there is no other option. VBAC is an option. It can be done and, although it has slightly more risk than a vaginal birth with no

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As I've been writing out these stories and my feelings I have been slowing down. The faster I get through my previous experiences and recall the emotions of them, the faster I have to get to discussing my latest experience. There are so many things I'm not sure I've dealt with. I think writing it all out will help, but I'm also afraid of dredging up such fresh memories and trying to decide how I

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After my son was born I was so exhausted. I hadn't slept hardly at all the night before, and giving birth unmedicated was much more physically exhausting than I'd thought. The rest of the day after I had Jacob I mostly stayed in the hospital bed, only getting up to go to the bathroom.The first time I tried going to the bathroom, I couldn't do it. Evidently it's possible for your bladder to be

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I had convinced myself that I was strong and that my body knew what to do, so when contractions started the day before my edd, I was excited to prove myself. The thought of uterine rupture never even came into my mind during my labor.Tuesday, May 31, 2006- I had my OB strip my membranes at my appointment that day and within hours was having sporadic contractions. By 9:30pm they had become more

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The first few months with my new baby I never questioned the need for the c-section. I had trusted my OB to make the decision and I was just happy to have my darling little boy. He was an easy-going baby, napped a lot and hardly cried. That made it easy for me to just go with what happened. I was sad I had to have a c-section but I didn't question it and already knew I would try a vaginal birth

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I did not get much rest during my hospital stay. I found it very annoying that nurses come in every hour or two to disturb a new mom who is trying to sleep. After the first night I had them take Jason to the nursery the next two nights and just bring him to me when he was hungry. During the day DH had school that he couldn't miss and when he was at the hospital he spent most of the time studying

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Before the birth of my first son I believed that birth was easy. You go to the hospital, get your epidural, and in a few hours pop out a baby. Of course I had heard the horror stories of long, hard labors and emergency c-sections, but that wouldn't happen to me. I even knew that statistics at the time showed around 25% cesarean rate in our country, but I knew everything would work out perfectly

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