My VBAC journey began with me looking on “YouTube." Believe it or not, I was originally looking up maternity clothing hauls, instead it ended up leading me to a VBAC video. That’s how I found out that it was possible. I truly believe that this was an act of God.
I was always told by my doctors that because I had my first c-section that I would have to keep having them, even though my first c-section was the result of an induction gone wrong. There was no medical reason that I couldn’t have a vaginal birth, so when I discovered that women were having vaginal births after c-sections I was angry. I felt lied to, and when I found out how much doctors got paid for c-sections versus vaginal births, I felt manipulated. So I set out to find a doctor that would allow me to have a trial of labor; I couldn’t find one. So then I started looking for a midwife (I was hoping to find one that worked at a birthing center). I had some trouble with that. Because I was already 16 weeks, I started going to the “TriHealth Nurse Mid-Wives." They told me that I would have to have a c-section through their doctor. I did however let them know that I wanted to have a VBAC, and If I found a doctor that would allow me to have a trial of labor, I would switch.
So I started attending their practice. They told me that later in my pregnancy I would need to see their doctor to schedule surgery. I knew that was not what I wanted, so I never said anything. I talked with the doctor one time. He told me that he would not allow me to have a trial of labor. Needless to say I didn’t want to talk to him again. God somehow allowed me to slip through the cracks. The nurses forgot or somehow overlooked me. They didn’t catch the fact that they wanted me to schedule a c-section until a week before my due date. They scheduled an appointment for me to talk to the doctor on Monday, and the doctor had my c-section scheduled for the next day. I told the doctor that I was a stay at home mom with three children, and I needed more time. He basically told me tough. He said he was booked, and tomorrow was the only time he could get me in. To make a long story a little shorter, I didn’t go.
I got on the computer, and started looking for anyone one that could possibly help. I found someone with ICAN in another city, by the name of Julie. Julie gave my information to a woman near me named Melissa (a doula). Melissa hooked me up with a midwife named Julie, who works with another midwife name Felicia. Long story short all of these wonderful women came to my house and helped me deliver my baby. And I will love them forever.
I went in to labor at exactly 41 weeks. My labor was 14 hours long, and I only pushed for 30 minutes before my 7lb15oz baby was born.
YES IT HURT! BUT I AM NOT A BROKEN WOMAN!....AND NOW I KNOW IT!!! THANK GOD!!!
P.S Shame on all the doctors that got paid off of my ignorance. Never again. And YES I CAN!!
I was always told by my doctors that because I had my first c-section that I would have to keep having them, even though my first c-section was the result of an induction gone wrong. There was no medical reason that I couldn’t have a vaginal birth, so when I discovered that women were having vaginal births after c-sections I was angry. I felt lied to, and when I found out how much doctors got paid for c-sections versus vaginal births, I felt manipulated. So I set out to find a doctor that would allow me to have a trial of labor; I couldn’t find one. So then I started looking for a midwife (I was hoping to find one that worked at a birthing center). I had some trouble with that. Because I was already 16 weeks, I started going to the “TriHealth Nurse Mid-Wives." They told me that I would have to have a c-section through their doctor. I did however let them know that I wanted to have a VBAC, and If I found a doctor that would allow me to have a trial of labor, I would switch.
So I started attending their practice. They told me that later in my pregnancy I would need to see their doctor to schedule surgery. I knew that was not what I wanted, so I never said anything. I talked with the doctor one time. He told me that he would not allow me to have a trial of labor. Needless to say I didn’t want to talk to him again. God somehow allowed me to slip through the cracks. The nurses forgot or somehow overlooked me. They didn’t catch the fact that they wanted me to schedule a c-section until a week before my due date. They scheduled an appointment for me to talk to the doctor on Monday, and the doctor had my c-section scheduled for the next day. I told the doctor that I was a stay at home mom with three children, and I needed more time. He basically told me tough. He said he was booked, and tomorrow was the only time he could get me in. To make a long story a little shorter, I didn’t go.
I got on the computer, and started looking for anyone one that could possibly help. I found someone with ICAN in another city, by the name of Julie. Julie gave my information to a woman near me named Melissa (a doula). Melissa hooked me up with a midwife named Julie, who works with another midwife name Felicia. Long story short all of these wonderful women came to my house and helped me deliver my baby. And I will love them forever.
I went in to labor at exactly 41 weeks. My labor was 14 hours long, and I only pushed for 30 minutes before my 7lb15oz baby was born.
YES IT HURT! BUT I AM NOT A BROKEN WOMAN!....AND NOW I KNOW IT!!! THANK GOD!!!
P.S Shame on all the doctors that got paid off of my ignorance. Never again. And YES I CAN!!
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