Hi K.,
I had a c-section with my 1st in March 2005 due to a failed induction ( I just could not get any good contractions to give me any progress). Other than the obvious joy of my son being born, I hated every minute of the c-sect... not seeing my baby be born, not seeing him all gooey, not holding him/nursing him until 18 hours after his birth because I had terrible reactions to the drugs and the recovery was pure misery for 3 straight months! I was barely out of the recovery room before I was planning my next birth to be a vbac... I remember telling my Dr. in the hospital that he'd be meeting me out in the fields to deliver my next baby. I was depressed for a long time after his birth feeling like I failed and missed out on the ultimate experience as a woman. Everyone told me all that mattered was that I had a healthy child. Of course, I was grateful for that and ultimately that is all that mattered but for me personally it was more than that.
Well I got pregnant with #2 in Dec. 07 and had her 9/1/08. I was adamant about a vbac, I prepared myself the best I could... hired a doula, took hypnobirthing classes, read everything I could get my hands on. I was ready!! I worried, I cried a lot but I knew I could do it and as my due date drew closer I panicked at the thought of being overdue and forced into a repeat c-sect. Well at 1a.m. on my due date, my water broke! I was elated...this was really going to happen. After a few hours and barely any contractions, I started to worry, then my clear amniotic fluid turned green indicating the baby had a bowel movement in utero. At this point I was becoming aware that my plans may be changing. I went to the hospital to be monitored and was informed that if I did not start having regular contractions on my own within 6 hours, that I would need the RCS (no pitocin to start contractions in a vbac).. I was devastated, I cried like a baby and had a full on panic attack complete with telling my husband that I changed my mind and wasn't going to have a second baby after all!!! (temporary insanity!!)
The day progressed and no strong labor had started, the RCS was coming. I made it clear that I wanted to see my baby as soon as she came out, I wanted her with me in recovery, I wanted my son to be able to join us asap and to be the 1st to see his sister and I wanted to witness him seeing her for the 1st time. All of my requests were met (maybe just because I asked or maybe because they felt sorry for the crazy lady!...either way I don't care cause I got what I wanted!) During my surgery, my Dr. said I had a very weak point in my original scar, he called it a "window". My husband actually has me on tape saying "Well then I guess this is how it was supposed to happen." My baby came with me to recovery right on the bed with me, I was able to nurse her within the 1st hour and my son was waiting to greet us when we got to the room. While the recovery was still miserable for me, actually worse than the 1st time, the experience was a great one. I have no regrets, remorse, or feelings of missing out because this time I truly feel it happened as it should have. I have learned that for whatever reason, my body just doesn't seem to labor normally. I am OK with that now...I still wish I could have experienced childbirth the old fashioned way but have learned to appreciate the things I didn't have to go through like vaginal tears, weak bladder, etc.
I am sorry this was so long...perhaps a bit of therapy for me to put it all in writing. I don't regret all the prep. work I did for the vbac because I truly feel that I did all I could to get the vbac I wanted but it was out of my hands. What I am most happy with is that I feel my daughter chose her birthdate, it wasn't chosen for her. It was def. her time to come and that makes me happy. If you share any of my feelings of regret over "missing out" then I say go for the vbac, educate yourself and if a RCS is necessary then somehow you will feel like you did all you can. If you go the RCS route, maybe don't plan the date but wait til you go into labor like someone else had suggested. Thanks for reading this and letting me share my story with you. Best of luck to you whatever you decide and best wishes for a healthy baby and easy delivery whichever way!!