Today is my oldest child’s 13th birthday. Thirteen years ago, after 12 hours of labor and a full 10-centimeter dilation, I gave birth to him by C-section. The reason? Well apparently I don’t have “birthing hips.” Or, as my doctor said after she delivered him, “His head would not fit under the small arch in your pubic bone.”
My very first c-section baby. February 27, 2004. Despite the fact that he was surgically removed from my womb instead of pushed out of my vagina, he’s turned out to be an AMAZING kid!
Well, THANK GOD for c-sections, then. With my 2nd and 3rd children, I opted for a c-section as well. My doctor said based on my anatomy she thought we’d have to induce early to get a baby small enough to fit through my apparently petite insides. Evict the baby early just so I could “maybe” have a VBAC? I decided that wasn’t a good idea. And I didn’t want to do BOTH recoveries again.
I find it ironic that today, on the 13th anniversary of my first c-section, this ABHORRENT post showed up in my Facebook news feed, posted to the Breastfeeding Mama Talk page. An anonymous member of the page sent this screenshot to the admins of a text conversation she had with a birth photographer about photographing her upcoming scheduled c-section. What the photographer said made my JAW DROP!
This is not okay would love to know who this photographer is! 😡😡😡😡😡😡 !
Moms who have had a C-section you’re just as much…
Is your blood BOILING yet?? Mine sure is — times THREE! The number of times I GAVE BIRTH via c-section. I especially cringed with pain for this mom when I read this line: “This motherhood job is hard, if I were you I’d think twice about starting such a job by cutting corners so early in the game.”