I didn’t sleep that night. I knew I should. And I was certainly tired enough. I even went to bed early. I hoped I would be able to settle. That I would relax. But instead of drifting off, I watched the minutes on the clock change. My mind raced. I could feel my blood pumping…
Category Archives: Cesarean
Going Home
Their voices drifted across the corridor I was sitting, dressed and ready on the edge of my bed. The newborn slept serenely in her car seat on the floor. My husband and son were waiting with the car, parked out front. The only think that stood between me and freedom was a volunteer with a…
Packing My Bag
I need to pack my bag. Even though my c-section isn’t scheduled for nearly two weeks, my pregnancy is full-term. And, in theory, this baby could come anytime. Last time, my bag was ready at this point. I was convinced, like every first time mother, that the baby would arrive before his due date. That…
Scheduling My Cesarean Section
My second cesarean section is scheduled for 8 weeks from today. It’s hard for me to say that. It’s not what I wanted to say, not how I envisioned this process before I had children. My first c-section was not planned. To say the least. It was an emergency, the result of a labor that,…
The Scars I Bear
Being a mom changes you. In many ways, most ways, those changes are humbling and consuming and beautiful. But some of those changes aren’t particularly flattering. Some of them, I could live without. The scar from my cesarean section, for instance. Long after the incision healed and my abdomen stopped burning, that scar served as…
