I can’t even tell you how many times I get a reaction like “Oh no… I’m sorry” when I tell someone I had a c-section. At least three or four out of five. And let me tell you… That was just how I felt at first.
I distinctly remember sitting in my doctor’s office and hearing her tell me, in a very matter of fact way, that I was not a candidate for traditional birth. I’m pretty sure I went numb. When I left the doctor’s office, I immediately called my husband and started sobbing. That wasn’t the plan. I didn’t want to have a c-section. It was such a scary thought.
After seeing a specialist, doing plenty of research and talking to our doctor, the c-section was scheduled at 38 weeks. Looking back at it now, with a happy, healthy nine month of sweet boy, I couldn’t be happier with how it happened. Here is why I’m so happy I had a c-section.
👶🏼 It was scheduled. I work about an hour from home and my husband travels to a few different places from work. I didn’t need to worry about where either of us would be when I went into labor. My sister that lives in Iowa and she was able to plan to drive in the night before to be there to meet her first nephew and support us. All of our family calmly came to the hospital and (im)patiently waited to meet our sweet boy.
👶🏼 As a first time mom, I was nervous about not knowing what to do for our little boy or how to take care of him. After a c-section, the doctor had me stay in the hospital for four days. Our nurses were incredibly helpful and patient. They answered our questions and, even though I was still freaking out, I had a couple days to get to know him before we were sent on our way.
👶🏼 The physical recovery that came along with the surgery forced me to take it easy and enjoy the first few weeks as a new mom. I couldn’t get up and run errands or clean the house like I normally would have wanted to. We spent plenty of time relaxing in bed and on the couch. Even though I was dying inside to clean the floors, do the laundry and cook dinner for my husband, taking it easy was the perfect start to our life together as a family of three.
👶🏼 Pushing a 7 lb 6 oz human out of my body sounds painful.
👶🏼 Waiting 38 long weeks to meet our son was hard enough. Not having to wait two extra weeks for our lives to be completely changed for the better was amazing. Holding him for the first made me a mommy and filled my heart with the truest kind of love.