*This will be the first in a series of posts about our birth choices*
If you know me in person you have more than likely heard me gush about our recent home
birth. It's hard for me to not talk about how amazing the birth was and it's even harder for me to not shout to every pregnant woman I see "YOU SHOULD HAVE A HOME BIRTH! OUR BODIES WERE MADE FOR THIS!!"
Ahem.
I really detest the word "should" when it comes to parenting advice. "You
should just let her cry it out....." or "You
should just spank her..." has been uttered to me many a time by people meaning well. However, to me, the word should sounds like "I know better than you do and you
should listen to me...."
So, I won't use the 's' word. Instead, I will simply share with you what brought us to the decision to have Lucia (and any other future children) at home. Maybe you'll read something that makes you think. Maybe you'll just read an interesting story. Maybe one day you'll have a home birth.
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| 20ish weeks pregnant with Azalia |
I used to think of home birth as something for natural birth extremists or hippies. Not for me. No thank you. I want a natural, drug-free birth, but in the safety and security of a hospital with emergency personnel standing by, please.
Then I gave birth to my first daughter, Azalia. We had been planning and preparing for a drug-free birth the whole pregnancy. We told almost everyone we knew about this decision. And almost every single person told us, "Oh...just you wait" or "You're probably going to want that epidural at some point..." and even "Are you crazy?! Do you just love pain?" We chose to go to a midwife for the prenatal care because we knew that midwives were low-intervention and very woman-centered. We read this
book and practiced all the relaxation exercises the last few months of the pregnancy. We took a Lamaze class from the hospital in which our baby would be born so we would be familiar with the procedures there. We typed up a birth plan that included "Our desire is to birth our baby drug-free" and "I would prefer to tear naturally and do not consent to an episiotomy". We were prepared.
Then the day came. Sometime soon I will type up Azalia's birth story. But for now, know that it did not go as we hoped and I was very close to a c-section because of a spiral of interventions. We did achieve the drug-free birth for which we worked so hard. I was feeling the natural birth high, but because many things happened that were out of my control, I looked back on that birth experience with a little bit of disappointment.
(I really, really dislike when mothers express the slightest disappointment with their birth experience and are met with "Oh, but you had a healthy baby, that's all that matters". No, you are invalidating that mother's experience when you tell her that.)
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| We did it! We had a natural birth! |
A couple years after Azalia's birth we were thinking about trying for another baby. We also watched this
movie. I was doing a lot of reflection on my first birth experience as we prepared for our second child. And I realized that the kind of birth that we were wanting and hoping for was not going to be in a hospital. It would be in our home.
I began reading birth stories online about women giving birth at home. I could feel how empowered they felt, I could see the strength in their stories. I knew what natural birth felt like....I wanted to know what it was like to give birth to my baby in our home. I didn't want to worry about labor slowing down or stopping when I was transported to the hospital. I didn't want the pressure of an epidural. I didn't want a doctor (yes, the backup doctor attended Z's birth) telling me to lay on my back and cutting me without consent. I wanted to walk around my own home and smell my things and eat whenever I wanted. I wanted to cuddle up with my little one and my husband in our own bed. I wanted to feel safe.
Then, we had our miscarriage. Losing
Seraphim made me even more convinced about home birth. I wasn't sure if we were going to have another baby, but if we did, I wanted that baby born at home.
After the miscarriage, Joe and I discussed home birth. He was actually born at home! I assumed he would be 100% for home birth, especially since he knew we could birth naturally. I was wrong. He was hesitant. We decided to talk with some more people, I gave him some things to read. I really wanted a home birth, but I knew I would not be able to do it without his support. This birth was as much his as it was mine. I needed him to be just as passionate about it as I was. So I prayed and I waited.
