Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Wow, this is exactly how I feel...am I a feminist?

OK here is a fair warning this blog post has nothing to do with my cute little AJ I will be talking about my feelings about my birth experience so do not feel like you have to read on.  :)


Alright so the birth of a child is obviously one of the biggest and most exciting events in ones' life.  However, when I look back on the birth of AJ I don't look so fondly over it.  In fact I almost cry every time I think about it.  I do not cry because of the pain I cry because of the emotions I felt during and after my C-section.  Of course initially after having AJ I linked the feelings to my hormones (and I do think hormones played a part) but now it has been 11 months and when thinking about that day I still feel the same way in many regards.  This led me to think (only thinking right now) to a VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean) if we decide and our lucky enough to have another child.  And talking with a friend about this she suggested a blog for me to look at called the Feminist Breeder.  I thought to my self I am the farthest thing from a feminist.  I like men to open the door and pay the dinner tab.  Heck, I am a stay at home mom and I have no issues struggling if I made the right decision.  But it was a place to start looking into VBAC.  Well as I read her first birth experience with an emergency C-section all I could think of is this is exactly how I feel.  Here is the excerpt,


 "At 7:27, Jonas was pulled into the world, and as he started to cry, my husband and I both cried too. Hearing my son’s voice for the first time was overwhelming and beautiful, but also terrifying because I couldn’t see him. They took him to the table to be measured and weighed. I could only see the nurses standing around him. They brought him over for a second and I saw his little bottom lip curl up, the same way it still does when he’s upset. Just then, I started vomiting on myself, and I was terrified that I was going to choke on it because I was still strapped down and couldn’t turn to my side. That was the last thing I remember before waking up in recovery at around 10 pm.
After spending an hour or two in recovery, I was taken back to my room to wait for Jonas. It was after midnight when I held him for the first time. He was perfect. Absolutely beautiful.  Yet nearly 20 months later, I still cannot get over the pain of not being the first one to meet my baby; to hold my baby. For many months afterward, I’d get terribly depressed any time a woman around me was pregnant because I felt like she was about to have the opportunity to do something that I didn’t get to do, and I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get the chance again."


Now there are definitely differences in how our births went down, but the part that hit home the most was "I still cannot get over the pain of not being the first one to meet my baby; hold my baby."  She nailed my feelings that I couldn't put into the right words on the head.  This is why I get teared up when I think of the birth of AJ.  In my case I do think the whole induction which led to the C-section was necessary, but it still doesn't make me feel better about it.  We went through a lot to get little AJ (see first couple of blog posts) and hands down still the hardest part for me are my emotions about the birth.  So yes I probably will look into a VBAC and some will think I am crazy, but if we do have another child I would at least like to explore that option and see if it is a viable option for me.  

For any of my non parent readers this is not meant to scare you from childbirth.  This birth experience led me to a healthy mom and healthy baby, so really I couldn't ask for anything more. It still was amazing in its own way.   It was not scary going through it...I guess it just was not as emotionally fulfilling as I had wanted it to be.  

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Future Olympic Gymnast...

So AJ and I went to our trial class at the little gym today and she was amazing.  It was the birds class for 10-19 month olds and she hung in there with the best of them.  As many of you know I was a gymnast growing up, so taking her to the little gym was a big thrill for me.  I was truly amazed at my little girl.  She was not scared of anything or anyone!  We walked on the balance beam (alright she might need a little practice here) but then we went to the bars and she hung on tight with a huge grin on her face.  I was so proud.  I am not sure who was smiling more, me or AJ.  When I came home it made me think of my parents and all the times they watched my sister and I at practice or meets I am sure they felt just as proud.  Now I know this was just a class for babies, but I can still be proud and amazed at what my little one can do, right?  I never knew the joy I would feel from watching my little one have fun!

I mentioned this was our trial class and my plan was to do my trial class at a few places and then decide if I would sign up.  Well needless to say the little gym has sucked me in.  We signed up for the rest of this session and the follow one as well.  All I can say is for the price of this I better be creating an Olympic athlete.  I think this will be Adalyn's birthday and Christmas present.