stellarella
02-09-2007, 11:28
I apologise in advance for my sookielala moment. I wanted to post in the private Birth Trauma section but I dont have the password yet...
I've never really identified myself as someone suffering birth trauma, after all when I consider what some women go through mine shouldn't really be that bad. However it is becoming increasingly obvious that I have a lot of unresolved pain and anger surrounding Oscar's birth.
Since I had Oscar quite a few of my friends have had straight forward births ranging from 4-6 hours in length, although length is far from the issue here. They all had completely natural births, no tearing, quick recovery, they were dream births...etc etc.
I just heard this morning that another friend gave birth in 5 1/2 hours, she dilated to 8cms in 2 hours.
I want to feel happy for my friends however every time I hear one of these stories it feels like kick in the guts. I spent a fair bit of this morning bawling my eyes out as my heart just aches for a beautiful/natural birth.
DP had no idea I felt like this until he saw my reaction this morning. He told me I shouldn't be feeling this still 14 months after Oscar's birth. I feel like a spolit brat. I cant even bring myself to be happy for this new mummy. I just feel cheated.
*I'm so sorry if you are reading this (unlikely), I am so happy for you but my own issues are getting in the way.*
There wasn't anything particularly 'text book' traumatic about Oscar's birth. I mean at no point were he or I in any danger. He was never in distress, he was always fine, I wasn't given an episiotomy, no forceps/ventouse, no c/sec, no awful CPs, no birth rape...it was just an incredibly long birth, it was beyond ridiculous how hard I was contracting for all that time...I just dont understand how I could have been working so hard and yet not much was happening.
I dont understand why I did everything right and yet it didnt really help my body work effectively...I dont understand why I had to learn this cruel lesson of fate.
Why did I have a posterior baby regardless of what I did to turn him? Why did I suffer the stress of the 19 days I was 'over due'? why did I suffer a 2nd degree tear from his shoulders of all things? Why did I have so many beautiful dreams leading up to his birth about what it would be like? Why did he never engage? Why was his head de-flexed? Why did he turn the long way around? Why did I suffer maternal exhaustion? (well I know the answer to this one :rolleyes: ) Why why why why why?
I feel like I am in limbo. I dont know how to move past this pain. I dont know what I can work towards next time or what I can improve. I dont have anything to grasp or hold on to in order to give myself hope.
I have a video of Oscar's birth but I cant watch it because it feels like a horrible nightmare that just went on too long. I feel sorry for me when I think about it.
On a more positive note I have managed to suppress the bad parts of it and focus on the good bits. Amazingly I have found beauty in parts of it, joy and happiness. But then on those odd occasions I hear of another birth or I think about all the dreams I had which were shattered I just turn into a complete mess.
I feel like the universe has failed me and I cant work out why or what I have done wrong to deserve it. I just feel like I was dealt a bad hand and I feel powerless. If only there was something I could cling to in order to regain some control.
My feelings are all muddled. I cant pin point exactly where the pain comes from. I suppose its grief for the birth I never got, or the trauma of what I went through for all those hours and even those weeks leading up to the birth...the pressure from people wanting to know why he wasnt here yet...the weeks of pre-labour which I thought would shorten my 'real' labour as everyone assured me my body was working in preparation...
I feel like my body is a total failure...I feel like its broken, not designed for birth...as much as I know thats not true, my irrational side tells me that I wasnt made for giving birth...I will never be able to give birth without 'help'...I am a very independant person and I dont want 'help'...I want to do it on my own as with everything else in my life.
I was told I have an android pelvis by my gorgeous midwife (or a suspected android pelvis), she didnt say it to upset me she was just being honest as to why Oscar wasn't engaging and why he eventually engaged posterior and then never budged until he was under my pubic arch. Now confirmed by my osteopath I also have strange hips :rolleyes: ...I went to him to be 'fixed'....but apparently I cant be fixed.....f*cking typical! I am so angry. Its just not fair.
God I could go on forever about this...
I dont know what I will do if the same thing happens next time. I want to fall pregnant and brush all my demons away with the next birth, but what happens if nothing changes next time...?? I cant imagine what my emotional state will be then.
I also feel really alone bacause I am an unusual case. I havent met anyone who had a similar experience or who knows where I am coming from...
Anyway, if you got this far you must be really bored :sleeping:
Thanks for listening.
I've never really identified myself as someone suffering birth trauma, after all when I consider what some women go through mine shouldn't really be that bad. However it is becoming increasingly obvious that I have a lot of unresolved pain and anger surrounding Oscar's birth.
Since I had Oscar quite a few of my friends have had straight forward births ranging from 4-6 hours in length, although length is far from the issue here. They all had completely natural births, no tearing, quick recovery, they were dream births...etc etc.
I just heard this morning that another friend gave birth in 5 1/2 hours, she dilated to 8cms in 2 hours.
I want to feel happy for my friends however every time I hear one of these stories it feels like kick in the guts. I spent a fair bit of this morning bawling my eyes out as my heart just aches for a beautiful/natural birth.
DP had no idea I felt like this until he saw my reaction this morning. He told me I shouldn't be feeling this still 14 months after Oscar's birth. I feel like a spolit brat. I cant even bring myself to be happy for this new mummy. I just feel cheated.
*I'm so sorry if you are reading this (unlikely), I am so happy for you but my own issues are getting in the way.*
There wasn't anything particularly 'text book' traumatic about Oscar's birth. I mean at no point were he or I in any danger. He was never in distress, he was always fine, I wasn't given an episiotomy, no forceps/ventouse, no c/sec, no awful CPs, no birth rape...it was just an incredibly long birth, it was beyond ridiculous how hard I was contracting for all that time...I just dont understand how I could have been working so hard and yet not much was happening.
I dont understand why I did everything right and yet it didnt really help my body work effectively...I dont understand why I had to learn this cruel lesson of fate.
Why did I have a posterior baby regardless of what I did to turn him? Why did I suffer the stress of the 19 days I was 'over due'? why did I suffer a 2nd degree tear from his shoulders of all things? Why did I have so many beautiful dreams leading up to his birth about what it would be like? Why did he never engage? Why was his head de-flexed? Why did he turn the long way around? Why did I suffer maternal exhaustion? (well I know the answer to this one :rolleyes: ) Why why why why why?
I feel like I am in limbo. I dont know how to move past this pain. I dont know what I can work towards next time or what I can improve. I dont have anything to grasp or hold on to in order to give myself hope.
I have a video of Oscar's birth but I cant watch it because it feels like a horrible nightmare that just went on too long. I feel sorry for me when I think about it.
On a more positive note I have managed to suppress the bad parts of it and focus on the good bits. Amazingly I have found beauty in parts of it, joy and happiness. But then on those odd occasions I hear of another birth or I think about all the dreams I had which were shattered I just turn into a complete mess.
I feel like the universe has failed me and I cant work out why or what I have done wrong to deserve it. I just feel like I was dealt a bad hand and I feel powerless. If only there was something I could cling to in order to regain some control.
My feelings are all muddled. I cant pin point exactly where the pain comes from. I suppose its grief for the birth I never got, or the trauma of what I went through for all those hours and even those weeks leading up to the birth...the pressure from people wanting to know why he wasnt here yet...the weeks of pre-labour which I thought would shorten my 'real' labour as everyone assured me my body was working in preparation...
I feel like my body is a total failure...I feel like its broken, not designed for birth...as much as I know thats not true, my irrational side tells me that I wasnt made for giving birth...I will never be able to give birth without 'help'...I am a very independant person and I dont want 'help'...I want to do it on my own as with everything else in my life.
I was told I have an android pelvis by my gorgeous midwife (or a suspected android pelvis), she didnt say it to upset me she was just being honest as to why Oscar wasn't engaging and why he eventually engaged posterior and then never budged until he was under my pubic arch. Now confirmed by my osteopath I also have strange hips :rolleyes: ...I went to him to be 'fixed'....but apparently I cant be fixed.....f*cking typical! I am so angry. Its just not fair.
God I could go on forever about this...
I dont know what I will do if the same thing happens next time. I want to fall pregnant and brush all my demons away with the next birth, but what happens if nothing changes next time...?? I cant imagine what my emotional state will be then.
I also feel really alone bacause I am an unusual case. I havent met anyone who had a similar experience or who knows where I am coming from...
Anyway, if you got this far you must be really bored :sleeping:
Thanks for listening.