If you’re like me, you planned for a natural birth. You made a birth plan and a c-section was merely a footnote. That was most likely not going to happen to you, even though it happens to more than 30% of American women.
I thought of my C-section Mamas today as my scar, after seven months, was itching. There it sits, always red and sometimes itchy.
This is when I should say those scars are battle wounds and wear them with pride! Yes, on a good day, maybe. But let’s get real: most days it just feels like I’m scarred, marked, imperfect.
I didn’t “achieve” a vaginal birth, the kind of birth I “should” have had.
But I will say this: C-sections aren’t easy. At first, I declined pain meds and my first post-surgery walk to the bathroom was horrific due to the pain, and I’d just been through the pain of labor.
The recovery is beyond difficult. You’ve had major surgery. Oh yeah, and you have an infant, who wants to breastfeed and cry and be held all the time while you can barely sit up.
But we warrior through because what are our other options? Our baby is here and he/she needs us, and the fact that we had major surgery is a minor detail compared to motherhood.
So, no, we didn’t have a birth that’s considered natural, but we made a baby and then got cut open in order to bring our baby into this world. And we have a gnarly scar to prove it, and it can be beautiful or ugly, depending on what day you ask me about it, but it is beginning to heal and so am I. I guess all I’m saying is, we’re pretty badass.