I always thought I was going to give birth naturally because that’s how it’s supposed to be. Right? That’s how I wanted it to be. My mom had 7 vaginal births. I assumed my experiences would be the same. I was wrong. Nothing really went the way I planned or imagined it would. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. Especially when God is in control. The wisest man to ever live once said, “You can make many plans, but the LORD’s purpose will prevail.” That was King Solomon in proverbs 19:21.
A cesarean section better known as a C-section is “surgery to deliver a baby. The baby is taken out through the mother’s abdomen. In the United States, almost one in three women has their babies this way. Some C-sections are planned, but many are done when unexpected problems happen during delivery. Reasons for a C-section varies.”
The procedure is usually safe. However, it is a major surgery and carries risks. It takes longer to recover from one than from a vaginal birth. While some women may have problems attempting a vaginal birth later, some are able to have a vaginal birth after cesarean (VBAC).
I had a C-section with both of my pregnancies. The first time, I had a complete placenta previa. The baby’s placenta completely covered my cervix — the outlet for the uterus. A placenta previa can cause severe bleeding during pregnancy and delivery. If you have one, you might bleed throughout your pregnancy and during your delivery. Thankfully that was not my story. I had a lot of discomfort and pain but never experienced the bleeding aspect. That to me was a blessing. My doctor ordered me on rest the entire pregnancy. I needed to have a scheduled C-section to avoid going into labor. The placenta would’ve came out first and I would’ve been at risk of losing too much blood. The baby and I would’ve been in serious danger.
My second C-section was scheduled because I wanted to have my tubes tied. I did have the option to have a vaginal birth after cesarean. That meant scheduling a separate time after giving birth to have the procedure done. I did not want to take the chance of waiting or my insurance not covering the procedure later on.
I have two handsome boys. That is more than I ever imagined being blessed with. They are miracles! I read miraculous stories of promised babies throughout the Bible; Abraham and Sarah, Rachel, Hannah, and Elizabeth. I’m sure there’s more that weren’t recorded. I’m humbled to say I’ve experienced such miracle, twice. We are grateful for our two and that is all we wanted.
The C-sections were successful both times. I’ve been able to properly healed by 6 weeks both times. Glory to God! You need a microscope to find the scar. Thank you doctors. Of course genetics and how my skin heals naturally played a role in this also. A C-section is not an easy thing to go through. Childbirth in any form is hard.
I wanted to watch the doctors perform the C-section but that’s not allowed. I’ve always been fascinated with medicine since I was a child. My dad’s uncle was a doctor and he would give me medical equipments to play with. He just knew I was going to be a doctor one day. I disappointed him and my parents (I say this lightly). My dolls got all of the shots. That counts for something.
I prayed and trusted God both times for a good outcome. The doctors were amazed at how I managed to stay so calm and engaging, because their patients usually panic and give them a hard time. I was so proud to always respond “we prayed so I’m not worried.” It’s interesting how I can easily trust God in some situations and manage to be anxious in others. I want my initial response in every situation to always be complete faith in God. I’m not there yet but that is where I strive to be. I know it’s possible.
I had my first born at 37 weeks and my second born at 39 weeks 3 days.
I won’t go into the emotional aspects of pregnancy and postpartum. Not yet anyways. That healing is still ongoing. It’s a blog for another day.