We, as women, are too hard on ourselves, and childbirth is no exception:
I know women who have delivered healthy, happy babies but still felt like failures because they “gave in” and got the epidural.
I know women who think those who give birth without pain medication are martyrs, or superheroes, or just plain crazy.
I know women who think epidurals are for selfish, lazy women who don’t care enough about their health, or their baby’s.
I know women who wanted to have a natural childbirth but didn’t have a clue where to start in order to make that happen, so they didn’t even try.
I have been guilty of this. So many times, I said “I would never…” only to find out later that yes, actually, I would–if I were in your shoes. I think we’d be a lot easier on ourselves–and on each other–if we could understand why other women make the choices they make.
That’s why I’m telling my baby story this week. Four of them, actually–one for each child, and all of them very different. And if f I’ve learned anything from 4 deliveries, it’s that things don’t always go according to plan.
This week is devoted to childbirth, but like so much I talk about here, it’s not just about childbirth: it’s about our hopes and our dreams, our beliefs and our fears. It’s about focusing on what’s truly important. It’s about learning to make the right choices for you and for your family.
So, even if you’re not having kids for years, or you’re way past that stage, or you’re not planning on ever having kids, I hope you’ll stick around to hear how I’ve been humbled when my strong beliefs met the real world.
You can read all posts in this series here.