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My Body, My Baby, My Way
Posted By Myra Hope On June 22, 2010 @ 8:28 pm In Natural Living,Pregnancy And Birth | 45 Comments
When I found out that I was pregnant back in May 2008, I was both elated and scared. Having grieved a miscarriage [1] the year before, I worried that something might go wrong. At about twelve weeks (when I should’ve been relieved), I woke up one morning in the most excruciating pain I’d ever experienced.
My husband rushed me to the emergency room where they found that I had a twelve centimeter ovarian cyst. I was given pain meds and went on bedrest for two weeks. The medicine made me incredibly sick. After a lot of prayer for healing and pain relief, I woke up one morning with my mind made up that I was done with this medicine/bed rest thing.
I continued to see my ob-gyn, but I had this awful nagging feeling inside because she was so eager to do surgery to remove the cyst. The nagging continued.
I wanted to do everything I could for my baby’s healthy birth, so I came up with this mantra – “My Body, My Baby, My Way.” Spunky, huh?
In finding “my way”, I did a several pivotal things which I highly recommend for new moms to consider.
{Off soapbox now}
My baby’s birth ended a little lot differently than I planned. When my husband and I made our birth plan, we had no idea that I would be in labor for forty-six hours before Ridley would finally make his appearance. Yes, I was in labor for 46 hours.
I had the most horrible back labor ever, but I stuck it out naturally for 40 hours. Ridley was doing just great, but I was getting totally exhausted. My contractions wouldn’t stay consistent unless I was on my hands and knees, but my nurses continued to let me make the decisions. They gave me the option of continuing on or getting some help. I knew I needed help.
At this point, I’m confident that my other doctor would have suggested a c-section. Looking back, I’m so thankful that I followed my “gut” and changed doctors!
My husband encouraged me because I totally felt like giving up. I felt like a failure because it wasn’t going the “best” way that I had planned.
I got an epidural and pitocin (which finally regulated my contractions) and gave birth to our beautiful son six hours later. I think he just didn’t want to come out of his cozy home. Ha!
There are things that I wish were different, but I know that I made the right decision for Ridley’s birth. I’m 100% committed to pursuing “my way” for subsequent pregnancies, labors and births.
Won’t you join me in my mommy mantra: “My Body, My Baby, My Way?”
Linked to Works For Me Wednesday [4] and Amy’s Labor Day Party [5].
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[1] grieved a miscarriage: http://myblessedlife.net/2009/07/remembering-my-angel-baby.html
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[4] Works For Me Wednesday: http://wearethatfamily.com
[5] Amy’s Labor Day Party: http://amysfinerthings.com
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