I became a mama at the age of 26. I was gainfully employed as a registered nurse and working with a parenting program. Babysitting was one of a handful of jobs I had as a teen. I naively felt prepared for motherhood. I had read the books and done my research. I was ready to meet our first little blessing and hold him in my arms.
He arrived after nearly 18 hours of labor. That alone humbled me. I had a birth plan. I knew how things were “supposed” to go.
I wanted an all natural birth and ended up with a pitocin laden induction and hyperventilated through a vacuum assisted delivery. It was not perfect and not at all what I had “planned.” [Read more…]