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With my first, my water broke without me feeling any contractions. Dr. was very conservative, and instead of saying, "head to the mall and walk, walk, walk" he said "head straight to the hospital." Where they put me on a monitor and a pitocin drip. And over the course of the day, contractions got very hard and frequent, but I did not dialate but a half cm. So he came in about 6:30 and said, "I think you should have a c-section." Upon questioning, he said that we could wait until 6:30 in the morning (when my water broke, and have it then, but he did not feel like anything would change. Looking back, I have many, many times felt that we should have waited. Should have gotten up and walked the halls, should have done many things other than saying "okay." I later found out he was not on call that weekend. By opting for a Friday night c-section, he was over and done with things; if I had said, we'll wait, he would have been on the hook and his weekend interrupted. I very much felt cheated out of womanhood (not motherhood), that the c-section was not necessary. Huge anger about it for the next seven years (when younger son was born and DID need a c-section. I am still angry about the first, but I have mellowed.
With my younger son I went into labor and kept calling the hospital, and they kept telling me that I could not possibly be ready to come in; my voice sounded too calm. That if I was really in labor, I would be in enough pain that I would not sound so calm; I have a very high threshhold of pain. FINALLY, when I told them how much blood I was passing they told me to come in. Got me to a room, took one look at the amount of blood and figured that I would be giving birth within moments. But when they tried to check, they could not find my cervix. Finally got a resident to come down and it was tilted WAY, Way back, and only dialated by a cm. They put me on a monitor and every time there was a contraction, the baby's heartbeat dropped dramatically. I knew it was going to be another c-section before they even called the doctor, and of course it was. For me, NEEDING the c-section made the difference. My placenta was abrupting, which was the cause of all the blood. This time I had a spinal, because it is faster than an epidural. They had told me we could go home on Friday (he was born on a Wednesday at 4:02 am), but my stitches breaking open on Thursday evening put the kabosh on that. Did go home on Sunday. Been a few years, he's 17.5.
With my first, my water broke without me feeling any contractions. Dr. was very conservative, and instead of saying, "head to the mall and walk, walk, walk" he said "head straight to the hospital." Where they put me on a monitor and a pitocin drip. And over the course of the day, contractions got very hard and frequent, but I did not dialate but a half cm. So he came in about 6:30 and said, "I think you should have a c-section." Upon questioning, he said that we could wait until 6:30 in the morning (when my water broke, and have it then, but he did not feel like anything would change. Looking back, I have many, many times felt that we should have waited. Should have gotten up and walked the halls, should have done many things other than saying "okay." I later found out he was not on call that weekend. By opting for a Friday night c-section, he was over and done with things; if I had said, we'll wait, he would have been on the hook and his weekend interrupted. I very much felt cheated out of womanhood (not motherhood), that the c-section was not necessary. Huge anger about it for the next seven years (when younger son was born and DID need a c-section. I am still angry about the first, but I have mellowed.
With my younger son I went into labor and kept calling the hospital, and they kept telling me that I could not possibly be ready to come in; my voice sounded too calm. That if I was really in labor, I would be in enough pain that I would not sound so calm; I have a very high threshhold of pain. FINALLY, when I told them how much blood I was passing they told me to come in. Got me to a room, took one look at the amount of blood and figured that I would be giving birth within moments. But when they tried to check, they could not find my cervix. Finally got a resident to come down and it was tilted WAY, Way back, and only dialated by a cm. They put me on a monitor and every time there was a contraction, the baby's heartbeat dropped dramatically. I knew it was going to be another c-section before they even called the doctor, and of course it was. For me, NEEDING the c-section made the difference. My placenta was abrupting, which was the cause of all the blood. This time I had a spinal, because it is faster than an epidural. They had told me we could go home on Friday (he was born on a Wednesday at 4:02 am), but my stitches breaking open on Thursday evening put the kabosh on that. Did go home on Sunday. Been a few years, he's 17.5.