WordPress tells me that this is my 100th blog post so I wanted to make it a special one. One of the topics I haven't written about yet is breastfeeding. This is because it's a highly emotive subject, certainly for me and many others, and it's one of those topics that everyone has an opinion about. I'm saving my breastfeeding journey for later but today I'm writing a post that I hope will be useful to both expectant and new parents and that will also be an interesting read for others.
For a long long time I struggled with the fact that I had a caesarean birth, I felt my body had failed, that a woman's body is made for giving birth naturally and that I couldn't. I blamed myself for not having enough knowledge around the decisions I made during labour and not knowing how to help myself to progress. I don't know exactly when it happened but around the time I got my new job in summer last year I had a revelation of acceptance.
Why didn’t I question the constant foetal monitoring, the breaking of my waters or the syntocinon (artificial oxytocin) drip to induce my contractions? As an educated women in her late 20s who had attended the hospital’s own antenatal classes you’d think that I would have wanted to have a part in these decisions but the truth is I just went along with it. I trusted the doctors and knew them to have more knowledge than me and to want the best outcome for me and my babies. The thing is though, in a medicalised environment, do they always know what is best?