It does not matter if it’s a boy or a girl, multiples, there’s no two alike.
I’m hear to tell any pregnant mom out there, to relax, not be afraid of everyone’s personal pregnancy journey. If by chance you’ve been told you will have to get a C-Section, do not panic.
(Albeit there will be someone that will surely say that there is a HUGE reason to panic because it’s a surgery, you don’t need to stress yourself nor your baby, so BREATHE).
I’ve had two C-Sections, one after going into labor (everyone knowing my child was breech) which turned into an emergency C-section. And the other was scheduled C-section to again another breached baby. I will divide this into two parts, for both C-Section experiences to be, well that, separate.
For the first baby, there was an attempt at an External Cephalic Version (WebMD linked). explained in the article, I was brought into a room, on the Maternity Floor, heart beat monitor on the baby (my stomach) and an additional monitor for my heart. I had an epidural put in place to avoid any discomfort or pain and then was examined to verify position of baby.
Once everything was ready, a doctor, and two nurses, were in the room with me, the ECV began. Due to the epidural I did not feel anything, I could see the attempt of trying to flip the baby but after various attempts and noticing a dip in my heart rate I was examined and I had began to dilate so that put an immediate stop to the ECV without it actually working, because baby was still breech.
I had to stay overnight, to make sure I didn’t continue to dilate and go into labor. Once that 24 hour observation period was over I was released, only to have gone into labor that same night at home! By the time I got to the hospital, I was rushed into pre-op room, to wait on the anesthesiologist for the epidural, my child and body had other plans. Before the anesthesiologist arrived I had been fully dilated and going through it…I’m not going to lie I CURSED HAAAARD!!!!! Not because I was in pain, but because I had no control over my body at that point. And there is NOTHING more annoying than being told not to push when your body is literally not in your control.
Hightailed it into the operating room with a whole team of nurses, doctors, and a late appearance of the anesthesiologist and guess what?! No time for an epidural, they went straight to the gas and knocked me out. When I woke up, I was in recovery, not knowing what the heck had happened, other than knowing I was in a hospital.
Then my baby was brought to me and we went to our room to recover and get to know each other.