I am right there with you kwills. I'm nearly 5 months out, and though things are getting better, I still cry every so often about my c section. My situation is a little different than yours, but the same in that I desperately wanted a natural childbirth. I knew I wouldn't be the one out of 3 women in the US who needed (or didn't truly need) a cs. I practiced hypnobirthing, breathing methods, accupressure. I was so incredibly excited for labor and birth. Despite every home induction method in the book, labor never came. I was forced to be induced at 42 weeks, and I almost knew going in that I'd have a cs since my body wasn't ready. But I tried to stay optimistic. I was in labor 16 hours and never got past a 6, and baby was starting to struggle. I had one intervention after another, and I cried with each one. When I was finally told I needed a cs, I was heartbroken, shaking uncontrollably, and sobbing. I couldn't believe that is how I would have to meet my little one. I had failed myself. I had failed my husband. I had failed my baby. I couldn't do what mothers have been doing for gazillions of years. I started thinking maybe I shouldn't have even been able to have a baby. I still cry thinking that I didn't get to hold my slimy new baby first. I don't even remember holding him the first time. The only part of the whole experience that I remember being happy is hearing my husband say "it's a boy!" We hadn't found out the sex, so that was wonderful to find out we had a son. He was 9.5 lbs, and the docs told me I never would have been able to deliver him, but I disagree. I feel like I was cheated out of a chance at a vaginal delivery by being forced to be induced.
But almost 5 months on, I'm starting to come to peace with my son's "delivery." (I'm just starting to say this, even though deep down I feel like it was more of a "surgical removal"). Its easy to say "I wish I would have done this" or think "how different things would have been if..." but there are no guarentees that anything could have gone like we had hoped. Despite his traumatic entrance to this world, my ds and my relationship hasn't suffered a bit, and I am so incredibly grateful to have him and for both of our health. I have come to the realization that it doesn't matter how he was born. I can still be the best mother I can be, and he won't hold his birth against me! I am hoping for a VBAC with my next, but am already trying to prep myself for the possiblilty that I will have a failed VBAC. Last time, a cs hadn't ever entered my mind, and I feel like had I been prepared for that possibility, it wouldn't have been quite so traumatic. So next time, I will be prepared for it. If I get my natural birth, great, but if not, I will still try to focus on having a healthy beautiful baby and not worry about how he or she arrives. This is what I tell myself, and I'm finally starting to believe it.
Please try to forgive yourself, and be kind to yourself. At least you know that your cs was truly needed. You did the best you could, and put your baby's safety first. You are no less of a mother for not ever being able to have a vaginal birth. Some of us just drew the short straw there, but at least we have our babies. We made a huge sacrifice in order to have them and we love them just the same. Next time, knowing you will have a cs, you can try to make it as joyous as possible, instead of traumatic like the first go-round. Just take things one day at a time, and look in the mirror and say nice things to yourself. Before you know it, you will believe them! And for goodness sake, stop watching birth shows! I would never survive if I watched those!
to you.