When I first learned that my own daughter would be coming through the emergency exit, as nature's exit wasn't going to cooperate-I felt a crush of disappointment. As though I wouldn't get credit, or have really given birth, if the emergency exit was made. Would it hurt? (could it possibly hurt worse than the labor I was in!?!) Would she be okay? I had never had major surgery before. I mean, had anyone read my 7 page detailed birth plan!?! I specifically noted on page 2, item #3 that I did not want a Cesarean birth!! Scary to say the least, but being pregnant was pretty scary for me too.
Alas, I had no choice, it was out the emergency exit or not at all. So into the operating room I was wheeled.
I emerged with a very different attitude about medical miracles, and an appreciation for how lucky we were that the emergency exit is even possible. I also felt pretty good, certainly not in pain. And after a few months of mental closure, I even started to give myself credit for my daughter's birth. As though I had studied and practiced for 9 months and I was sure to get the recognition I deserved. Ha!
When my friend learned that she too, had no viable choice, we discussed the situation. I showed her the video of my experience, she asked questions. "It is best, we are so lucky to have this option", I assured her. (Could these words be coming out of my mouth?!?)
And into the operating room, my friend was wheeled. I worried about her-will she panic? Will they get the anesthesia right? Will the baby be okay? Will my friend recover well? How will she heal with a toddler at home and now a newborn? Then I remembered who I was dealing with here. The girl who has faced (almost) everything and never stumbled. This mama is tough as nails. She can handle it.