So here are my war stories.
After my first daughter was born I was telling some friends what had happened at the birth and one said they didn’t think I was the sort of person to share my war stories. It’s true, I don’t tend to give too much information. However, I think some things need to be shared. Like every expectant mum these days I was encouraged to make a birth plan. I was fairly relaxed about it all – in fact it was pretty much just – “I’m happy to see what happens”, the only thing I didn’t want was to have a c-section.

My daughter was such a lazy-lie-in-bed. I got to 42 weeks and still no appearance from the little madam. I got so fed up with everyone asking when she was going to arrive. I was induced but really there was nothing doing. I had tried all manner of pain relief along the way. I really didn’t like gas and air, and kept slurring my words saying “it isn’t working”, but it just made me feel really drunk without actually stopping it hurting. I was so exhausted I had an epidural and instantly starting smiling again.

Over 36 hours later and 9cm dilated all started to go wrong. Everyone seemed to be panicking and arguing about what was happening, except me, pumped full of drugs. They even forgot to tell my husband to to come into the operation theatre. Once there it was all calmer, and not much later it was all over and there was my lovely little girl. I felt so relaxed and calm I even asked if they’d do a tummy tuck at the same time. Unfortunately no. Afterwards it did seem like a bit of a nightmare, right up until the c-section part. After all the confusion of the previous hours, it seemed so straightforward.

With the twins, I didn’t spend much time debating whether to have a natural delivery or not. I had read about the natural birth of twins, and a lot of mums seem to deliver one baby naturally and the next with a section. That seemed pointless as I’d already had a section. It all seemed so civilised but a bit bizarre to be able to book what day and time you wanted your babies to be born. This made it so much easier to arrange childcare for my daughter though. I kissed my daughter goodbye, went into the hospital for eight, by ten I had two lovely babies. Ok it’s a bit scary waiting for it all to kick off, and seeing the operating theatre without a sheen of drugs is overwhelming. Having the spinal is the only part which hurts and you have to keep very still. All in all it was such a calm experience, every part is talked through with you, even having twins seemed routine.

There is so much rubbish said about having a c-section. I hate the “too posh to push” label. Most people have a section because they have too, it has nothing to do with how good a mother you will be. It’s obviously not something you’d choose unless there are medical reasons for it. I can’t say what a natural delivery is like, but I had no problem bonding with my children. Although, I was a bit traumatised first time around, this was because it was an emergency, when it was planned I felt calm and happy with what had happened.

The main drawbacks are the increase risk of complications and the longer recovery time. I can honestly say that I had no pain, afterwards. The drugs DO work! If you’ve had a natural delivery you are only given paracetamol yet might be in lots of pain. I was up and walking that day, though I did get really dizzy at one point. I was home after three days both times and then was so busy I never really thought about the scar or if it hurt. I found it hard remembering to take the painkillers on time, and not to do too much and it is a pain not being able to drive, but in some ways that slowed me down and gave me time at home. Oh and you’re not supposed to do the housework until you recover – how fab it that?

The main thing is that the babies are born safely and are healthy and happy. So there we go. I guess this comes down to the advice: c-sections aren’t that bad.

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