This is the post I've been meaning to write since I started this blog.
Despite my wretched morning sickness, tendency to pick up viruses and huge feet, I had a normal pregnancy until my 37th week. I began to feel dizzy at work on a Wednesday and went pregnancy triage center at the hospital where I would give birth. There, the staff took my blood pressure and looked for protein in my urine. All signs pointed to preclampsia.
I went to my scheduled doctor's appointment the next day and she recommended I stop working and stay on "couch rest." By Friday, they recommended inducing me, which I declined, wanting to bake the baby a little longer. On Monday, I went to another scheduled doctor's appointment when she told me that I would not get another week out of the pregnancy. Ok, then, we decided, let's get it on with.
MacDad and I went home, showered, gathered our hospital gear, went to a nice dinner and headed back to the maternity ward. My inducement started at 11 p.m. that night with pitocin and a cervix softener.
We got nowhere fast. The next afternoon, I finally dilated to 5 and my water broke on its own. Through the night, though, there was no progress and by 4 a.m. they declared it time for a c-section. Although I was scared, I was just as scared for a vaginal delivery and though that my doctor was advising me to do what was in the best interest for me and my baby.
Less than two hours later, MacBaby was breastfeeding like a champ. He did not descend because of his size (22 inches, 8 lbs and 14 oz) and moreover, the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck several times. Who knows what would have happened if we had insisted on a vaginal delivery. I still feel the induction and c-section were the right calls. I'm of the "better safe than sorry" mindset.
Fast forward a few weeks. MacDad was out of town and I was up with my newborn. Flipping channels, I found
The Business of Being Born.
Ricki Lake, a huge proponent of midwives and home births, produced the film. The documentary followed women who opted out of hospital births and cited worrisome statistics about rising c-section deliveries. Perhaps more doctors are performing c-sections for convenience sake, but I take issue with the doctor quoting as saying that women who have c-sections don't have the same rush of love hormones for their children and therefore all of humanity is in the crapper. Way to help a new mom feel bad about herself.
Yes, my son was pulled out of my stomach and not down there, but I can only imagine that I love him no less. Ironically, the director of the film, who was pregnant during the making of the movie, planned a home birth, but had a hospital birth because of complications.
So, Ricki Lake, while home birth may have worked for you, don't hate on those who have hospital births. We're still good mothers. We still love our children.