The title of this entry is conflicting to me...
1) It was a great joy to know I was having my baby, and he would be safe and healthy!
2) The question mark (?) comes from my feelings of wanting my body to do what it was supposed to do (as I've mentioned in a previous post). It's a difficult place to get to emotionally knowing you technically won't be doing anything to give birth to your baby. Of course item 1) above helped me get to that place, that and my husband being supportive of my feelings and reassuring me that it made Jacob's arrival no less wonderful.
3) It was a great joy to be able to tell our entire families and friends when we'd be expecting Jacob's arrival. I was so thankful to have both my parents, my step parents, my sister, and all 3 grandparents...Jeremy's parents, sister & brother in law, aunt, and cousin...all there to support us before hand and to love on Jacob after we came out of surgery.
4) (?) Not a fan of getting to kiss on your child for a few minutes and then have to let him go to the nursery, where they took a 1/2 hour to get him back to me. Jeremy was not happy either b/c he knew I'd want to be holding & feeding Jacob ASAP and b/c he wanted to check on me....I can only imagine how he felt at that moment: so happy to have his baby boy, loving the joy of seeing him and touching him, frustrated that they were taking so long, anxious b/c he didn't know if I was out of surgery and ok, feeling pulled in two different directions to be with his new son and his wife.
5) Recovery: It was a joy to be able to shower, put makeup on, and have my day planned.
I can't speak from the experience of vaginal birth, but I think the pain of a c-section would be comparable at times. My thoughts are the vaginal birth gets all the pain before the baby comes and the c-section gets all the pain after...I'd call them even. My joy was knowing that I have had 4 surgeries already in my life, and I had recovered from all of them really quickly. I also knew my tolerance for pain was slightly high, and I knew I could focus through and picture the end result....which was super helpful on day two when I wanted to put my fist through a wall b/c I hurt so bad. Now mind you I hadn't taken pain meds since I'd had surgery...had the spinal and then ibuprofen and super tylenol all of Thurs. and Friday until about 6pm I gave in to the percoset (sp?). I wasn't trying to be a hero, I just knew some pain meds made me dizzy and nauseous every time I moved, and I didn't want that feeling while trying to enjoy Jacob. Other than that day, I was fantastic...and on percoset...LOL I stopped taking the percoset regularly on Mon. (the day after we came home), I then just took them as needed, mainly towards the end of the day.
6) I received one of the best surgery prizes ever....Jacob Andrew. I love him so much.
1) It was a great joy to know I was having my baby, and he would be safe and healthy!
2) The question mark (?) comes from my feelings of wanting my body to do what it was supposed to do (as I've mentioned in a previous post). It's a difficult place to get to emotionally knowing you technically won't be doing anything to give birth to your baby. Of course item 1) above helped me get to that place, that and my husband being supportive of my feelings and reassuring me that it made Jacob's arrival no less wonderful.
3) It was a great joy to be able to tell our entire families and friends when we'd be expecting Jacob's arrival. I was so thankful to have both my parents, my step parents, my sister, and all 3 grandparents...Jeremy's parents, sister & brother in law, aunt, and cousin...all there to support us before hand and to love on Jacob after we came out of surgery.
4) (?) Not a fan of getting to kiss on your child for a few minutes and then have to let him go to the nursery, where they took a 1/2 hour to get him back to me. Jeremy was not happy either b/c he knew I'd want to be holding & feeding Jacob ASAP and b/c he wanted to check on me....I can only imagine how he felt at that moment: so happy to have his baby boy, loving the joy of seeing him and touching him, frustrated that they were taking so long, anxious b/c he didn't know if I was out of surgery and ok, feeling pulled in two different directions to be with his new son and his wife.
5) Recovery: It was a joy to be able to shower, put makeup on, and have my day planned.
I can't speak from the experience of vaginal birth, but I think the pain of a c-section would be comparable at times. My thoughts are the vaginal birth gets all the pain before the baby comes and the c-section gets all the pain after...I'd call them even. My joy was knowing that I have had 4 surgeries already in my life, and I had recovered from all of them really quickly. I also knew my tolerance for pain was slightly high, and I knew I could focus through and picture the end result....which was super helpful on day two when I wanted to put my fist through a wall b/c I hurt so bad. Now mind you I hadn't taken pain meds since I'd had surgery...had the spinal and then ibuprofen and super tylenol all of Thurs. and Friday until about 6pm I gave in to the percoset (sp?). I wasn't trying to be a hero, I just knew some pain meds made me dizzy and nauseous every time I moved, and I didn't want that feeling while trying to enjoy Jacob. Other than that day, I was fantastic...and on percoset...LOL I stopped taking the percoset regularly on Mon. (the day after we came home), I then just took them as needed, mainly towards the end of the day.
6) I received one of the best surgery prizes ever....Jacob Andrew. I love him so much.
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