Hi there! I know this is ranty, but I could use a reminder that I'm not crazy, if you guys don't mind.
I'm 16 weeks pregnant with my second child, and just got approval from my OB and my MFM to attempt a VBAC. I had planned for a natural birth the first time around, and really struggled with how much grief I got from my in-laws over it. I was *pretty* sure that I would be fine - I researched the crap out of various methods, developed a plan with my hubby, and was preparing myself as best I could. Then at 23 weeks I had mild, rhythmic cramping that kept me up half the night. Nothing painful, and I had an appointment with my OB the next day, so I ignored it and mentioned it to her.
Long story short, by the time I got to her office I was almost 5 cm dilated. After 5 days on hospital bed rest with a mag drip to stop labor, I began to experience actual pain for the first time. Nothing unbearable, but still pretty intense. It was focused in my lower back, it came in waves about two minutes apart, and I felt the overwhelming urge to get off my head (trendelenburg position) and walk or rock. I told my husband and MiL, who were in the room, that they needed to call a nurse because I'd gone back into labor. My MiL's response was "you CAN'T be in REAL labor...you're talking. You're not in enough pain." Turns out not only was I at 10 and complete, I had a placental abruption. THAT was the pain I was feeling. I ended up with an emergency c-section, and our little boy spent 8 days in the NICU before passing away.
Fast forward two years. I got the approval for my VBAC, and was thrilled! I was also happy about the fact that I wouldn't be getting grief this time around. I survived labor AND an abruption with no pain meds without screaming, crying, cursing, etc. In my eyes, I'd "proven myself," as ridiculous as it is that I was made to feel that I had to in the first place. You would THINK that this decision would be between me, my doctors, and perhaps my husband. But that's not the way things work in his family. They ask nosey, intrusive questions, and it's easier simply to answer them because otherwise we get to hear about it in the guilt-tripiest ways for years.
So the questions from my MiL start, and I answer them truthfully - if everything goes the way my doctors intend for it to, I'll be delivering at such and such hospital. Yes, vaginally. No, I don't intend to have an epidural. At which point I got to hear about how I was being stubborn and willful and putting my desires above my own welfare and that of the baby. I was then beseeched in that "I only care about what's best for you" voice to PLEASE reconsider, because everyone knows that mothers who go natural put themselves through unnecessary pain, and that if I do that, I'm going to end up in labor for 24 hours and telling the nurses to "get that thing away from me" when the baby is born, rather than being able to enjoy the experience and love my new baby right away.
My desire to wait until the cord stops pulsing is divisive and new-agey, my desire to opt out of eye-ointment is dangerous and irresponsible, and I am clearly already failing as a mother for even ASKING about hospital policy regarding these things.
I did my homework the first time, and have brushed up on it this time around. My husband fully supports me and has made these decisions with me. This is NOT my first time giving birth. And yet the constant barrage of criticism from someone I am not in a position to confront or to cut out of my life is getting to me. I found myself doubting everything we'd decided, thinking maybe I should just go with the flow and let others make these choices for me. I know that's NOT okay...and I could really use a reminder that a handful of negative people don't know jack and their opinions don't matter. Please?
Re: Family critical and unsupportive; I could really use a little encouragement, please.
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Congratulations on your pregnancy, and congrats on the ability to attempt vbac!!
Your body, your baby, your decisions. You don't even need to tell them the reasons or how your doctor and research support your decisions. Tell them to back off. (And if they keep asking personal questions, ask them personal medical questions...or just tell them it's none of their business.)
Look at it this way. If you (and your husband!) don't start setting boundaries with your MIL right now, then she's going to take that as permission to continue intruding on your parenting decisions for the foreseeable future. Don't let that happen. Make it clear now that while you value her love and respect her opinions, at the end of the day, this is YOUR child and YOU get to make your own decisions about how you birth and parent your child.
My husband and I have made it clear to all four of our parents that while we will always respectfully listen to their advice and opinions, at the end of the day, they MUST respect our right to make our own choices. Even when they think our choices are mistakes. If they can't do that, then it has real ramifications on the relationship we choose to have with them, be that limiting certain topics of conversation or actually limiting contact with them until they can choose to politely agree to disagree.
You are clearly a very strong woman. You can conquer this roadblock. ;-)
DS, May 2011
DS, May 2011
This. Exactly. You can set boundaries and still be respectful and not push anyone out of your life. But if you let them tell you what to do and give them the impression you're ok with it, it's never going to end.
It's your baby, your body, your birth experience. Do whatever you think is best and disregard all the "opinions". You can never make everyone else happy, so you might as well focus on making yourself happy.
Maybe a peacemaking "I really appreciate how much you care about our family, thanks for asking. Hubby and I and our doctor are all on board with what we plan to do. We can't wait to meet our little one!" A brush off, still