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I had planned a natural birth, I wanted to try with no meds or anything. I wanted to walk around, use my birthing ball, use water therapy, music, aromatherapy, etc.
At four days overdue, I had an appointment and it was discovered that my blood pressure was suddenly high, and so I was sent to the hospital immediately to be induced. (It did develop into pre-eclampsia.) I had to be put on a magnesium drip, so that automatically meant I was hooked up to:
* a catheter
* magnesium drip
* antibiotics (strep b positive)
* pitocin
* blood pressure monitor
Needless to say, my "natural" birth was already out the window. All I could do is lie there. I needed nurses to help me move from side to side, etc. They had the pitocin turned up as far as it could go because my body was resisting it. I labored until I was 5cm, and then I finally caved and got an epidural. The only pain relief that helped (and was available to me other than an epidural) any was my husband pushing down on my hips and back during contractions (which never ended... there was never any stopping). He pushed so hard, that afterwards, I had bruising on my hips. (But it felt good at the time.) He was so tired after pushing so hard continuously that by the time I got the epidural, he could hardly move his arms!
After that, everything really went quite well despite how it was absolutely not how I wanted anything. I was pretty happy with how it went despite all that... until...
A friend of mine posted her pictures of her new baby. She had a 100% complication free natural birth. No meds, nothing. She went into labor on her own and had the baby one day before the due date.
Suddenly I am depressed and unhappy that I didn't get to experience that. I am mad at myself for caving and getting the epidural. I am sad that I didn't get to go into labor on my own.
And most of all, I'm sad that if I ever decided to have another baby, the chances of it happening again (pre-eclampsia), so I'm told, are even higher.
Has anyone ever felt this way? I was happy until I saw the pictures, and now I can't help but be depressed. I feel somewhat like a failure. I am quite "crunchy" as some might say, so a natural birth had been quite important to me. This girl isn't really the "natural" type, so it makes it even more frustrating.
I don't think it helps that my daughter is 6 months old today, and seeing pictures of little newborns is making me sad.
I'm not having a good day.
At four days overdue, I had an appointment and it was discovered that my blood pressure was suddenly high, and so I was sent to the hospital immediately to be induced. (It did develop into pre-eclampsia.) I had to be put on a magnesium drip, so that automatically meant I was hooked up to:
* a catheter
* magnesium drip
* antibiotics (strep b positive)
* pitocin
* blood pressure monitor
Needless to say, my "natural" birth was already out the window. All I could do is lie there. I needed nurses to help me move from side to side, etc. They had the pitocin turned up as far as it could go because my body was resisting it. I labored until I was 5cm, and then I finally caved and got an epidural. The only pain relief that helped (and was available to me other than an epidural) any was my husband pushing down on my hips and back during contractions (which never ended... there was never any stopping). He pushed so hard, that afterwards, I had bruising on my hips. (But it felt good at the time.) He was so tired after pushing so hard continuously that by the time I got the epidural, he could hardly move his arms!
After that, everything really went quite well despite how it was absolutely not how I wanted anything. I was pretty happy with how it went despite all that... until...
A friend of mine posted her pictures of her new baby. She had a 100% complication free natural birth. No meds, nothing. She went into labor on her own and had the baby one day before the due date.
Suddenly I am depressed and unhappy that I didn't get to experience that. I am mad at myself for caving and getting the epidural. I am sad that I didn't get to go into labor on my own.
And most of all, I'm sad that if I ever decided to have another baby, the chances of it happening again (pre-eclampsia), so I'm told, are even higher.
Has anyone ever felt this way? I was happy until I saw the pictures, and now I can't help but be depressed. I feel somewhat like a failure. I am quite "crunchy" as some might say, so a natural birth had been quite important to me. This girl isn't really the "natural" type, so it makes it even more frustrating.
I don't think it helps that my daughter is 6 months old today, and seeing pictures of little newborns is making me sad.
I'm not having a good day.