Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Babies, Birth, Children, Friends, Girlfriends, Relationships, Women | Posted on 29-05-2012
Birth stories (La La La). I’m not listening.
Not because I don’t like pain and contractions and epidurals.
I just don’t want to hear about YOUR labor story or HER labor story. At least, not so much.
I mean, you probably don’t want to hear about MY labor story, right?
It’s like this. You get a group of women together and when one starts talking about HER labor story, the others want to jump in and share their stories. When I was in labor…
“I was 6 centimeters dialated.”
“I had a water birth.”
“I only pushed twice.”
Blah, blah, blah. Then suddenly, everyone is talking at once. And no one is listening to anyone. And then women start trying to top each other with who has the most impressive-scary-wild-amazing birth story.
You nod. You gasp. You sympathize. You oohh and you ahhh. Because, like, that’s what you’re supposed to do when chatting about labor with fellow mothers.
But do you really care about the other woman’s story? No, I didn’t think so. Deep down, you want to tell YOUR story.
So here goes Pippi’s birthing and labor stories in the off-chance you want to hear:
- First baby. Was induced. In labor for 20 hours. Had a midwife. No epidural. Wanted one at the last minute, but it was too late. Pushed for 30 minutes. Learned true meaning of “ring of fire.” Baby arrived healthy. Whew.
- Second baby. Was induced. Had Mexican food the night before. Mistake. In labor for 14 hours. No epidural. Umbilical cord wrapped around baby’s neck; the nurse told me to to lie down, with minimal movement, for the remainder. Doctor was on her way…running late. The nurse asked me if I could hold the baby in. Are you kidding me?? Pushed for 15 minutes. Baby arrived healthy, despite the cord. Whew.
- Third baby. Was induced. In labor for 13 hours. No epidural. It was approaching midnight. Tried so hard not to have an April Fool’s baby. Pushed for five minutes. Baby arrived healthy three minutes after midnight…on April 2. Whew.
Post a comment with your labor story. I would just LOVE to hear it. 🙂