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Unassisted Childbirth (UC)

04.29.07 | commentary, labor & delivery, motherhood | 5 Comments

It’s so last month (when I was fiercely interested in this), but just a couple thoughts on UC from the past few days. I find it highly compelling/appalling that I, my sister, and at least one of my best friends feel very strongly that our first child and/or ourselves would have died if not for serious medical intervention at the delivery.

In my own case, I was two weeks overdue and experiencing much less fetal movement. When I was admitted to the hospital my amniotic fluid was (dangerously?) low and I was dilated to 1 cm. I was induced and 28 hours (not to mention the shadow of the valley of death) later, I held my slightly large baby.

My sister and my friend were each also overdue and had cords wrapped around necks and various other fetal and maternal distresses. Of course, some of these distresses are probably attributable to the induction techniques, and maybe I could have stayed at home waiting, waiting for that baby to come and everything would have been fine. There’s no way to know now. And in many ways, I am sad that I missed some of the ecstatic aspects of birth I might have experienced if things had been different.

I thought about emailing Rixa to ask at what point she would have gone to a hospital with her recent pregnancy. Would she have waited past two weeks overdue with a sluggish belly? But how could a hypothetical answer to a hypothetical situation shed light on anything?

I do worry, though — is our belief in the absolute necessity of medical intervention on this “natural,” “you’re-not-sick-you’re-pregnant” event appalling because we have been conditioned to just trust medical science and to believe that it saved us? That would be bad.

The worst argument, in my mind, for unassisted childbirth is that women have been giving birth at home for thousands of years. Not a good point — they were also dying for thousands of years. Of course, there are horror stories for both hospital births and unassisted births.

My friend offers a great analogy about the birth day. It’s like a wedding and reception, she says, compared to the marriage itself. The wedding lasts maybe an hour; the reception maybe even three hours. The marriage can last forever. Birth, in a hospital or at home, will only last — I don’t know, for some awfully unlucky women, maybe even a few days? But the having a kid and being a mother, that can last forever too.

totally unrelated, but fun to read

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