8/26/2014 0 Comments vBACA friend of mine posted this on Facebook. It's a lovely lost from a momma who successfully had a VBAC. No, I've never ha a cesarean, by the grace of God...but I wanted to share this, because for all of the momma friends I have, there's still quite a few either opting for c-sections, being told they "need" c-sections, or are told the risk for VBAC is too great to chance. And I thought this story both shares the facts of truth in risks...or lack there of; and secondly shares the story of a birth and a woman who took woman-hood by the horns and embraced all her femininity would allow! So without further adieu: (For the original post click here!, or keep reading because I simply pasted her. Log in the section below!) "Friday, July 25, 2014Baby Jett's arrival...For those of you who know me, know that I have longed for the day that I could experience childbirth. Most people would roll their eyes when I would say that and reply with "you aren't missing anything", or "I wish I didn't have to experience childbirth", but even with negativity, it never once made me glad I hadn't experienced true labor and delivery. My most precious Parker and Beckham arrived through c-sections. Parker, I elected for c-section because back then, I was scared to death of labor and delivery and what it would do to my body, etc. Beckham, I looked into a VBAC (vaginal birth after c-section), and every doctor I talked to was EXTREMELY negative about it, explaining that worst case scenario, which is uterine rupture, would be catastrophic, giving my baby a 30% chance of cerebral palsy, or even worse, death of me and or the baby. So as you can imagine, I chose c-section. No one told me that the percent of that happening was only 1/2% higher than a momma who was delivering vaginally for the first time...no c-section. So 1% was the chance of that happening to me. So she decided to put me on the toilet. Yep, the toilet for 5 sets of surges. That causes the baby to really move down and put pressure on the cervix. After about 3 or 4 surges I began to feel the need to push! So Jenee got me off the toilet and put me on the exercise ball and forced me to let my body go limp and roll my hips around. (Really focusing- trying not to loose control and scream my lungs out)
(My wonderful husband, encouraging me SO much) (My Midwife...love her) My water broke in the tub, but baby Jett was not wanting to move out. So they decided to put me on the bed and try some different positions. So they laid me down and I began to push in the traditional on my back, legs up, position. He started coming. Everyone is telling me how great I am doing and to push push PUUUUSH! So that's what I did. So, after 2 hours of pushing...they told me to look down and grab my baby...YES...he was there, and I grabbed under his arms and pulled him out myself, laid him on my chest and heard the voice of angels...my little Jett screaming! He and I just laid there while the midwives took care of all the "other stuff"...staring at each other, nursing, loving each other. I must say, that moment was magical. The pain was gone, my precious baby was there and my wonderful husband who was SO INCREDIBLE through it all, was glowing. I DID IT! I DID IT!!!!! I PUSHED a 10 POUND BABY OUT!!! Of course...by the absolute grace of God. He blessed my efforts. He deserved all glory. They finally took him from my arms to weigh him, and they helped me into a wonderful herbal bath where Jett joined me and we had a magical bath together...recovering from the biggest workout of my life! And to my wonderful midwife Jenee...you were amazing...you encouraged me every step in The Lord and took such amazing care of me. Not only a midwife, but a friend."
0 Comments
Your comment will be posted after it is approved.
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorBri is the mom to four little people, the wife to a gentle giant, and a lover of Jesus. She's figuring out the best ways to parent by trial and error, and sharing her struggles, successes, and stories with you! Archives
June 2018
Categories |