Sectioned Off


What if I told you my baby’s birth wasn’t ‘real’? By definition, my baby cannot exist. If my baby did not exit my body from between my legs like science tells us it was supposed to, was I ever even really pregnant?!

I’ll grant you this little nugget for nothing…there is zero make-believe about 48 hours of slow, painful, unavailing labour. Ask my husband if you require verification, he’ll tell you how he caught my sick in umpteen cardboard kidney dishes precisely every 3 minutes for at least 20 of those hours.

I’m not here to divulge the details of my birth story (not today, anyway!). What I’m trying to say is that it WAS ‘real’. I most definitely WAS pregnant. A baby most definitely DID exit my body, and she most definitely DOES exist.

Yep, my baby was born by c-section. It was an emergency c-section, not that it should matter. I HAD originally planned to have an elective, for two reasons;

  • I was told early on in my pregnancy that I had an abnormality to the shape of my uterus, which could potentially make it difficult to carry a baby to full term and often results in a c-section.
  • I had (and still have!) a phobia of giving birth. I didn’t feel my body could handle it, nor that I could handle what it would do to my body if I survived.

I had my mind made up early on about the way I wanted my baby to come out; the safest possible for both of us. Confident about my decision to opt for an elective section, I was ready and prepared to get everything put into place.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t long before I made the disheartening discovery that by dropping the ‘C-Bomb’, I was committing a cardinal sin of pregnancy. I found myself berated for my choice, subject to disparaging remarks about ‘people’ (in case you need a translation from passive-aggressive to plain English, that means ‘you’!) thinking they’re ‘too posh to push’, a litany of complaints about the procedure itself, and how the culture of my generation promotes chopping up our bodies in order to get what we want from them.

It caught me completely off guard to find that on confiding my very personal decision, I’d been so quickly rebuked, and ended up feeling like I’d somehow be a less deserving mother for making it. At home, I sobbed to my husband, who obviously told me to forget everything I’d been told (in fact, I believe what he actually said was “f*ck ‘em, Jo” – ever eloquent, my Jack…) but pregnant and hyper-sensitive, it wasn’t as simple for me to just let these words run off me like water off a duck’s back. The comments weren’t just from strangers, some of them had come from people I knew, liked and respected. I tried to keep up my pre-pregnancy ‘no f*cks given’ facade, but behind closed doors I was hurt and confused.

Long story short, I eventually allowed myself to be browbeaten into having a ‘natural’ aka vaginal birth. Despite knowing what I did about my weird-shaped womb and harbouring a lifelong fear of childbirth, I wanted to enjoy and be supported in my pregnancy, without any further exposure to the criticism I had already faced.

As my pregnancy progressed, I watched my growing bump in awe. With every scan, every listen to the heartbeat and with every kick, flutter and wriggle, I became more and more convinced that my body could do it the ‘proper’ way. After all, it was already doing things I previously never imagined it would. “It might actually be ok!” became my new mantra, and although I wasn’t expecting a picnic, I acquainted myself with the concept of traditional childbirth through daily reminders of just how many people I knew that had done it before me, how they all lived to tell the tale, and that it was only temporary (except the part where you’re presented with your very own actual human baby to take home; arguably the scariest part of all – SERIOUSLY permanent!).

Anyway, it turned out that I was unequivocally and monumentally wrong. It wasn’t ok, and I couldn’t do it. I was in labour for 2 days before doctors intervened and my daughter was born by emergency c-section. As they stitched me up, the surgeons told me that from the position she had been wedged in, there was physically no way that she would have come out by any other means, even if my labour had progressed to the point where I could have started to think about pushing (I didn’t get past 5cm dilated!).

I will be forever frustrated with my pregnant self for not sticking with my original plan to have a c-section delivery, as that was what I needed, and what I ended up having…albeit under far more traumatic and precarious circumstances for both me and my baby. I had been affected by the c-section stigma that tells us we only earn respect as a mother if we follow in the footsteps of our foremothers and give it the old ‘heave ho’, at whatever cost to our health.

I’d like to highlight that I am certainly not in opposition to vaginal births. After all, that is the way nature intended, and had my body been able to do it safely and successfully, this would have undoubtedly been everyone’s favourite. I wanted to believe so badly that I would be able to, that my fears were unfounded and that everyone (myself included) would be so proud when I actually did it, but it just wasn’t to be.

I was offered counselling afterwards, which although I think is fantastic, I gratefully declined. I found the car crash labour a far more traumatising experience than the eventual c-section. I was just glad it was over and that my baby was here and healthy (though the poor little thing did have a Klingon head where she’d been desperately bearing down for days in a position where there wasn’t an exit!)

The advances of medical science mean that fewer women now die in childbirth. What’s humbling to keep in mind is that in times gone by, I could have easily been one of them had my c-section not taken place, and I know at least several other Mothers who could say the same for themselves and their baby.

I do not wish to implement blame. It is no one’s responsibility but my own that I chose not to trust my instincts and go with the delivery I had planned. What I’m bothered by, is that somehow, because my c-section wasn’t planned, the prejudice attached to the elective c-section no longer applies (or at least no longer to my face). Why did I have to go through the physical and emotional trauma that I did, risking my health and that of my baby, in order for the birth of my child to be deemed acceptable? I know this is by no means a universal opinion, and ultimately it shouldn’t matter what anyone else thinks…but it affected my pregnancy, and I’m perturbed by the idea of other mothers needlessly finding themselves in similar situation.

An advocate for c-section birth, I am not. Surgery of ANY kind should not be taken lightly, and if there’s a safer way for Mum and baby, then I’m all for it. Despite what some may say, it’s certainly not an ‘easy way out’ to endure major abdominal surgery, to then be responsible for a completely helpless little human whilst you attempt to recover. With any childbirth, I think we can all agree that there is no easy way out.

Whatever the way our babies come into this world, we are ALL amazing. Instead of focusing on our differences, let’s celebrate new life, let’s celebrate motherhood and let’s celebrate supporting one another in our unique journeys…it can be a rough old ride out there; us mummies need to stick together!

Did you have a c-section, what was your experience? Perhaps you had a c-section, but wished you had a vaginal birth, or vice versa? I would love to hear your thoughts and opinions!

Jo X

10 thoughts on “Sectioned Off”

  1. I am so sorry that people made you feel that way because of your decision on how you wanted to bring life into the world. It’s a shame that people are so quick to judge on something that will not in the slightest affect them in any way shape or form.
    I had a colleague who had suffered so much from when she gave birth to her first child that it led to an emergency c section, so she knew that with her second child there was no need to think twice about what she wanted to do and she planned a c section. She says it was the best decision she had made and I and many supported her choice to bring her child to the world in the best way possible to keep both her and little one in good health.
    I hope your recovery was not too bad and that people will support you in whatever future decisions you make my lovely x

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    1. Thanks for reading darling! I will definitely be doing the same as your friend next time and having a planned c section next time! And hopefully without giving two hoots about what anyone else has to say! Thank you for reading and commenting, really appreciate it 😘😘

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  2. How come this doesn’t apply to any other procedure? I do think women have a lot of unnecessary pressure brought to bear in so many aspects of our lives. Existing can be a minefield sometimes, let’s not make it harder by ‘birth shaming’. You did a wonderful thing Jo, be proud of making another little human. Surely that’s awe inspiring enough for anyone! X

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  3. How sad that just about every woman can relate in some way to this! I’m lucky enough that my birth went naturally and without a hitch as that was scary enough – I don’t think I would’ve coped with a section. Yet it’s seen as the ‘easy’ option if you chose it.
    Getting sliced open side to side? I don’t think so!!
    Loved this post and think it’s a very accurate representation of the judgement we face as women, when ultimately it’s our own body and we know ourselves best, therefore nobody should have the right to judge. Xxx

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    1. Thank you so much for reading and your thoughts on this! It’s refreshing to hear such open mindedness, especially from someone who had a straightforward birth experience with their baby. Thank you so much ☺️


  4. Reading your post brings back memories of my sections and how i was made to feel ashamed to of had them. I needed them as I have a thin womb and was told I wouldnt been abled to labour properly. I now stick two fingers to those who say that i was too posh to push xx

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  5. So glad I’ve come across your blog! I thought I was the only one who thought like this, that having my baby by c-section meant I hadn’t earned the usual superwoman status that comes with giving birth the “natural” way. I was hoping for a vaginal birth but in the end my baby was not in the correct position and after 36 hours of labour, at 6cm diallated, I developed pre-eclampsia, became dangerously ill, and had to be rushed into theatre for an emergency c-section. Your story has so many similarities to mine. We, as mothers, are all amazing, however we have brought our babies into the world. Thankyou for your honest words. P.s. My baby girl is also called Thea xx


    1. Ah I’m so grateful you have had a read and glad it resonated with you! Sounds like your story was of the same vein. Thanks so much for taking time to read and comment. Thea is a great name 😉


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