Sharing pregnancy and birth stories
Something I noticed during my pregnancies and after having my boys is that there are definitely a lot more horror stories floating around out there than there are low-drama, no problem, happy to be pregnant, great labor stories.
Why is it that “they” and sometimes “we” feel the need to scare women who are not yet moms or who are pregnant and have not yet had their babies? It’s not like scaring them makes our experiences more valid. When I tell people that I had pretty great pregnancies and very, very fast labors, people look at me like I’m crazy not to have had some horrible experience. I just don’t know what comes of scaring someone like that. It just seems mean.
I’ve noticed the same thing. So much so that I almost tend to feel guilty when sharing the stories of my 3 great pregnancies and births. People don’t seem to believe that it’s possible to actually enjoy pregnancy, let alone enjoy giving birth.
I know what you mean. Sometimes, I feel a bit guilty, too. I don’t think pregnancy is something you have to hate to be a good mom.
I loved being pregnant and had a reasonable birth experience of the sort that wasn’t what I planned but resulted in a healthy baby and the lesson that my plans weren’t going to be particularly important over the next few years. I did have an awful experience with neo-natal nurses who tried to convince me to give formula to my baby within hours of her birth. The lactation consultant later said that my experience was a perfect example of my mothers give up on breastfeeding but I had done my homework and was stubborn. I don’t tell the whole saga, though, just that breastfeeding is natural, just like sex, and both experiences improve if you work through the rough spots. A little humour, a little advice and permission for it not to be easy from the outset.