Labor Story–Part 1
Everyone loves a good labor story. Here’s mine. It’s why I have scheduled a c-section for Baby #2:
When you’re pregnant with your first baby, you have 9 months to obsess about your pregnancy and labor. When you’re pregnant with subsequent babies you don’t even have time to obsess about your teeth.
With Fia, I did all the prenatal yoga classes. All sorts of hippy dippy breathing exercises, visualization, chanting. All in preparation for labor.
Long walks with girlfriends would include hours of discussion on whether or not we’d have a doula, a birth plan and most importantly, the epidural. Most of us would say we were going to try and go natural. We’d throw out random dilation numbers. “I think I’ll take an epidural, but only after I dialate to a 7,” or “I am bringing my giant yoga ball to bounce on so I can work through the pain.” As if I/we knew… True virgin births we were.
Then one day I went for my OB check up. I was asking him what he thought about doula’s, birth plans, etc. He just laughed and said something that stuck with me:
“I think women spend a lot more time and money on the 48 hours of labor instead of focusing on the first weeks and months of being a mom. That is much harder than actually having a baby. ”
He was absolutely right. I stopped researching doula’s and began researching life after baby. I stopped obsessing over the epidural. I began to nest.
Then my due date came and went. Which leads me to part 2 of my story. And why I’m going for the Big-C on January 25th.