I woke up with a jolt one Sunday morning. It was from a sharp pain in my lower back. I knew I was having contractions, but I was ready. Calm even. The pains were sporadic and inconsistent. I’d been expecting the labor pains and I’d done everything I could to get prepared. I really was ready. Or so I thought.
The pains shooting up my spine increased in intensity and I swung my legs out of bed and dashed to the bathroom to take a hot shower. I was all set to meet my baby.
When I told my husband I’d be having our baby that Sunday, he didn’t believe me – when we had our first child, labor took a whole day. He was so calm and ready to go to church. Some of that calmness rubbed off on me and I tried to get ready too.
Thirty minutes later, the pain hit the roof, I couldn’t bear it anymore. I was screaming already, I told my husband to rush me to the hospital. The car ride was excruciating.
When we got to the hospital, the contractions completely stopped! 🙄😬
“This baby must be joking” I said to myself.
The midwives had me stay behind to have my baby monitored. After twenty minutes I started having contractions again and this time the pain had doubled. I went to the bathroom and voila! my water (amniotic fluid) broke. I was still very calm and I couldn’t wait to see my beautiful baby.
The Obstetrician did a cervical exam to check my progress and I was already at eight centimeters; two more centimeters to go and I would be ready to push my baby. I was ready.
Then, the doctor conducted an ultrasound to view the baby, but the look on his face was telling. Something was wrong. And all my training and planning didn’t prepare me for it. I realized I wasn’t so ready after all.
I anxiously asked him if everything was okay. He answered; “Il tuo bambino è podalico e ti dobbiamo fare un cesareo d’emergenza”. Meaning “Your baby is in breech position (when a baby is in a bottom-first or feet-first position) and we have to perform an emergency C-Section”.
All the color drained from my face. I became so pale that I couldn’t speak. I tried and tried so hard to say something, move my mouth even. No words would form. All I could do was cry. Emmanuel (my husband, bless his heart) was shocked too.
I had had a scan a few days earlier, and everything was fine. We were good. How’d things change so fast? Emmanuel prayed for me while the midwives prepared me for the Caesarean Surgery.
In the operating room, the anesthesiologist gave me a spinal block which is a type of anesthesia that allows the patient to stay awake during surgery without feeling any pain. The doctor usually administers the anesthesia with the use of a spinal needle.
Staying firm, while going through contractions, WITH the shock of the new development and consciousness of what was about to happen was all so hard.
I felt a tugging sensation while the obstetrician cut through my skin. While making an incision in the uterus, my baby turned again into the “Traverse Lie” position.🤦🏾 I was more scared when I saw more midwives and the OB coming in. No one was telling me anything and I felt so lonely. All I could do was sing “God Will Make A Way” by Don Moen softly to myself.
After an hour of operation, I met my beautiful baby, Shiloh. At 6 lbs 4 oz and with lovely brown eyes, she was so pretty and healthy.
It wasn’t an easy birth because I fell sick the following day, and had to stay in the hospital for two additional weeks due to the emergency surgery. I celebrated my birthday and christened my baby in the hospital. I went through an emotional rollercoaster. There were days where I just didn’t know how to feel or what to do. But I thank God for my family and friends who were there for me to encourage and pray for me.
Life is a beautiful thing, and no I’m not saying it in the context of a Soap commercial or as the title of a book. No, I’m being gravely serious. The importance of breath in bodies, good health and the sustenance and protection of the beautiful thing that is life, cannot be taken for granted. For added clarity, the billions of dollars that responsible countries invest in health and safety should give you a clue.
Now that we’ve established that life should be sustained, protected and cherished, it’s quite sad that many women are being discriminated for how they birth their babies. Especially when it is by Caesarean birth.
When I gave birth to my daughter through the CS, I felt sad and guilty for not being able to deliver my child through a vaginal birth. What made things worse were certain comments of people who heard I had a C-Section and were so irritating and not helping emotionally.
Many women have been shamed and tagged “Lazy” by fellow parents, family & friends, medical practitioners and even on social media for having Caesarean deliveries despite the fact that C-Sections can save a mother and her newborn when medically required due to conditions that make vaginal delivery risky.
So even when a C-Section is medically necessary to save a mother or child, women still can’t escape judgment and ignorance.
We like to do things “naturally.” You know, the way “things are supposed to be”. We become very ‘spiritual’, saying “God will not allow such a thing to happen” when the topic of Caesarean deliveries arise. Some Pastors even go as far as saying “You aren’t Born Again if you have a Caesarean Section”.
This annoying statement, first, has no scriptural basis as it is a misconstrued interpretation of the “Hebrew Women” miracle in the Bible. It also thus forgets that it is the same God that gives doctors the knowledge and guidance to successfully perform C-Sections. Having a Caesarean Section has nothing to do with your eternal status and the inner workings of your heart.
Birthing isn’t easy. No matter the method. The mental and emotional preparedness is hard as it is. Not to talk of the physical pain and after-wear and tear.
Pain is a real thing and willfully suffering at the expense of two lives, the mother and child, because of the stereotype, doesn’t just make sense anymore. C-Sections are on the rise globally due to its safety, ease and favorable rate of successes.
Shaming women for having C-Sections should peak somewhere at the top as one of the “Top 10 Signs of Insecurity”. Because someone had something easier with less pain doesn’t automatically translate to weakness. You most likely do not know the entire story. Can we all stop calling a type of birth natural and the other unnatural? Can we differentiate these types of birth by using the name “Spontaneous Vaginal Birth and Caesarean Delivery”?
Every mother is a superhero and a super mother regardless of the way she delivers her child, and there’s nothing more natural than bringing a child into this world. The most important thing is to always put you and your child’s health first.
Let’s all learn to understand that life is important. And stop at nothing to ensure it lives.
Let Life Live.
Thanks again for reading xoxo