I love hearing you stereo thump through my wall at 8:30 in the morning when I just get my child to nap
I’m talking to my friend about birth and how i didn’t want Oliver alone at all when the nurses took him but Brent’s my mom and Brent’s mom were useless after he was born.
Birth in its self is slightly traumatic, I mean, your body is contracting and your in pain and you know you’re going to be pushing out something huge.
Throw on top of it that that Brent was gone, my blood pressure skyrocketed days before and was high when I got to the hospital so I was Immediately hooked up to an iv and pitocin and had to stay on my side with my bp getting checked every five minutes for the first few hours. They told me I couldn’t record the birth for my husband. My placenta didn’t come out. I had to call the Red Cross myself after being awake for over 24 hours and pushing out a baby. Obviously at the time I didn’t think about what I wanted to be doing different. Now though i can think of more Id change. I know you’re tired if hearing me whine about it and people have way worse births but I was looking toward to a totally different birth and not one thing went how I wanted. They say not to get your heart set on a certain birth but man, nothing was how I wanted.