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Jessica’s Cesarean Birth Story

July 7, 2020 by blog

Share your story with ICAN to be featured on our Instagram and Facebook! All cesarean and birth-after-cesarean stories are welcome: the difficult, the triumphant, the still-processing, and the stories which haven’t yet been shared. Sharing your birth story can be freeing, healing and profoundly powerful. It can bring others hope, comfort, and reassurance that they are not alone on their birth journey.

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The top of our birth plan said our main goal was a healthy baby and healthy mommy, and that’s what we got… Just not exactly in the way we wanted it. But I can say with certainty Lexi is 100 percent worth everything we went through. Just a warning- this story is long…

The plan was for a med free birth. I read every book I could get my hands on to help prepare and we hired a doula to help us achieve our goals. I can proudly say I went though 28 hours of labor with no medication and 4 of those hours I was on pitocin… So in a way I got to experience part of the med free birth I wanted.

Lexi’s birth story started on Thursday January 19th. I was 4 days overdue and had to do labs earlier in the week to make sure my high blood pressure hadn’t turned into anything worse. I had been on bed rest 6 weeks for high blood pressure- doing labs weekly to keep it in check. At 10pm I got a call from the on duty midwife at the hospital- the labs had come back and they were showing mild pre-eclampsia. It was time to induce. If I went any longer it could be bad for both me and the baby.

Nick was on his way home already, luckily, because I was a crying mess. Neither of us slept much that night- we were too worried and excited.

We were told to come to the hospital the morning of the 20th. The midwife said either 6 or 8am. We chose 6 because we wanted to get it over with. This was the beginning of a very long 2 days.

We arrived at the hospital and the nurses looked worried. It seems there was a baby boom. We were told there was only one room left and it had no hot water. So we sat in triage for about 3 hours while they did more labs and monitored the baby and me.

We finally got a room, a very nice large one too, at about 9am. But there were too many women in labor so they couldn’t start my induction but wouldn’t let me leave. So Nick and I sat around, until finally at 4pm it was go time.

We started with Cytotec. It’s a gel to help ripen the cervix. I had to be on monitors the entire time but used wireless ones so I could walk in between each round. It made me crampy, but nothing painful. We did a round at 4, 8 and then midnight. With the midnight dose I got a sleeping pill to help me relax. Little did I know it would be the longest stretch of uninterrupted sleep I would get to this date. When I fell asleep I was having light cramps but nothing strong.

At 4am my nurse came in and let me off the monitors for a break. That’s when I noticed I was having real contractions. Nick was asleep and I didn’t want to wake him just yet so for the next 2 1/2 hours I labored in bed trying to conserve energy. Around 6am I texted our doula, Jessica, and told her I was getting close to needing her. I asked her to leave her house around 7am.

At about 6:30am I woke Nick up. I also ordered breakfast. Just before 8 my breakfast arrived but I was too preoccupied to eat. I went to the bathroom and felt a big gush- my water had broken. Nick called the nurse and she confirmed it. I went back into our room to sit on the rocking chair to eat breakfast and there went another huge gush- my water was definitely broken!

And that’s when things got fun. Just the thought of my breakfast sitting there made me sick. Jessica arrived as I finished changing my soaked yoga pants and I started throwing up. The puking would be a big theme of the day. Everything I ate and drank came back up again all day.

The contractions continued to pick up pace and soon I decided to get in the bath tub. I spent a few hours laboring there. The warm water felt great. The contractions weren’t super painful, just intense. Jessica taught me how to moan through them which helped a lot. She also made it so peaceful. She turned off the lights and lit battery operated candles. It was very relaxing.

Sometime around 11am I had a few contractions in a row where my body started bearing down. I was out of control and just pushing with everything I had. Jessica noticed the change and called our nurse Katie to come check me- I was 7 centimeters. They told me to try not to push but it was very hard. My body was taking over. Katie told us the baby was so low she was trying to push her way out even though my body wasn’t ready. Each time my body tried to push it would also make me heave. I remember sitting in the relaxing bath with candles all around throwing up into a bucket while Nick and our doula had the leave the room because I was heaving so hard! Once the contractions that made me throw up would end, I remember laughing to myself about how funny that had to look.

Even at this time I wasn’t ready to ask for medication. I was handling it just fine. Nick tells me I was laughing and joking with everyone in between contractions. I remember some of that but so much is a blur.

Around 1pm I got out of the tub and tried sitting on the toilet backwards to open up my pelvis more. Lexi didn’t like this because her heart rate dipped. I had to get back in bed for more monitoring. At this point Katie insisted I get an IV. I had avoided one until that point and I agreed. I knew it was best for Lexi.

For the next few hours Jessica helped me into various positions and I also walked the halls some- trying to get past the last 3 centimeters. All this while my wonderful nurse Lainey held the monitors on me so I could move around. I spent a lot of time in child’s pose trying to get the baby to move out of the funky position she was stuck in that was holding my labor up.

Late in the evening the on call midwife, who was more like a very cold doctor and just what I wanted to avoid by using a midwife, came in our room to check me. I still hadn’t made any progress. She suggested pitocin. It scared me but I agreed.

I don’t remember the contractions being stronger with the pit but I do remember not really getting a break. Nick says I’m crazy and it was much worse- I was pretty much screaming through them at this point though I just remember going into myself and zoning out.

After a few hours of pit and no change the midwife wanted to really up the dose. At this point I had only slept about 6 hours in nearly 2 days and needed a break. They gave me a shot of Nubain. The drug let me sleep in the 3 minutes between contractions but didn’t take away the pain. I had now been feeling the urge to push for about 8 hours and still wasn’t complete. With each contraction my body was pushing completely on it’s own. I was shaking from trying to stop it.

Around 7:30pm the midwife came in again. Still no change. She wanted to up the pit even more. I asked if she thought an epidural would relax me enough to help me along. Everyone agreed it was worth a shot.

I felt defeated and scared. I don’t even like blood draws and I was going to have a needle in my back! I was hysterical. At 8pm the most painful part of my labor began. I can honestly say the epidural was worse than the 16 hours of hard labor I went through. The numbing shot made me jump. Then the epidural felt horrible going into my back. The doctor kept wiggling it around and asking where I felt the catheter. It felt like forever. And after all that it only took away half the pain and never got rid of the urge to push. I could move my legs and lift my butt. My body was still bearing down but the pain from the contractions was lessened. But it was my last hope. The midwife told me Lexi was trying to mold through. She was lower than most babies are when it’s time to push and I still was far from that point. I hoped this would relax me enough.

Over the next 4 hours they upped the pit but it didn’t help. At midnight, a full 32 hours after the induction began, and 42 hours after we got to the hospital the midwife and doctor on call suggested a c-section. Once again I lost it. It was not what I wanted. Not what I prepared for. By this time I had developed a fever and was on antibiotics, Lexi’s heart rate was up and so was my blood pressure. I agreed but bawled my eyes out while Nick and Jessica worked to calm me. I just kept thinking- healthy baby, healthy mom.

At 1am on January 22nd we were taken to the OR. I had horribly painful contractions the entire way. Nick had to wait outside while they prepped me. My epidural had completely worn off so I had to be increased. But it wasn’t working. It took more than a half hour for them to get enough of the drug in me. I heard the doctors talking about having to put me under and I yelled at them that it was not happening! My entire body was shaking so hard from all the drugs they were pumping on me and from my nerves. I can remember not being able to fully feel my legs but hearing them hit the table as they shook.

Finally at about 1:40am I was numb. They started cutting and Nick was let in.

The doctor said to me- if it feels like someone is sitting on your chest it’s because they are– that’s how stuck Lexi was– a nurse was sitting on my chest and using a vacuum extractor on her butt to get her out.

At 1:44am our beautiful, not so little girl was out. One of the doctors said- look at those pouty lips. Another said- woah- you gave birth to a 3 month old! Lexi was 9 pounds, 3 ounces and 22 inches long! Her first cry is still the best thing I’ve ever heard.

Nick went to her while they cleaned her up. He was so nervous her forgot to take pictures. Then he brought her to me. I was in love. Before we left the OR Lexi was laid on my chest to do skin to skin contact. She was so alert and not even crying.

We got to recovery and I was told I couldn’t leave until I could move my legs. I quickly lifted them both up. The epi had worn off just as the last stitch went in, but I didn’t care. The nurses were shocked that it only lasted less than an hour. I still had to stay in recovery for monitoring. During that time I tried breastfeeding Lexi. She latched on immediately and perfectly. Jessica, who joined us in recovery, said it was the best first time, unassisted latch she’d ever seen.

We returned to our room around 4am. A family of 3. Exhausted and in love.

My recovery has been amazing. Considering I went through nearly 2 days of labor and a c-section I feel great and was never in much pain. We went home after just 2 days.

Am I sad I didn’t get the natural birth I wanted? A little. But I did get exactly what I wanted- a healthy baby. And I also learned just how strong I am. And just how great of a team Nick and I are. I’ve also got a pretty good prize to show for all my hard work.

Congratulations, Jessica, and thank you for sharing your story with us!

Filed Under: Birth Story, Cesarean, ICAN

Andrea’s “Big Baby” VBAC Birth Story

June 23, 2020 by blog

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When I unexpectedly got pregnant with my second child I immediately knew I wanted to try for a VBAC, especially after the traumatic experience of my first labor and birth. It took a lot of work and a lot of educating myself but I built an incredibly supportive birth team and I am so grateful for all of them.

My due date was Sept 1. That day came and went. My induction was scheduled for the evening of Sept 9. I ended up with a total of three membrane sweeps. I struggled with several weeks of prodromal labor and a few false alarms at labor and delivery.

On Sept 6th, after my 3rd sweep, I finally was having consistent contractions getting stronger and closer for longer than an hour and a half at a time. We went to the hospital that night when my contractions were about 6 mins apart. Got there and was 2.5cm and 90% effaced. That morning at my last sweep I was only 1.5 cm 70% effaced. So they had me walk for 30 mins and check again. I did. No change. They wanted to send us home. But I wasn’t convinced we should leave. So I asked them to let us walk again. So we did. When we got back on the monitor my son’s heart rate dropped for THREE MINUTES. It was absolutely horrific. They flipped me on my side. Put an oxygen mask on me. Poked me several times to put in an IV. Checked my cervix. All while I’m laying there bawling and shaking. He recovered. But now we were admitted. I’m so grateful I insisted we stay. 

I ended up laboring for 30+ hours. They gave me Pitocin and after probably about 16 hours, my contractions became too painful and anytime I would get into a position that made them bearable, my son’s heart rate would decelerate. So epidural it was. This anesthesiologist had the hands of an angel. Perfect epidural experience. Thus beginning what I like to call my labor vacation. I got a break from my crazy 2.5 yr old and my day to day. And was surrounded with incredible people (my doula, awesome l&d nurses, my amazing midwife, and my fiancé). My labor was SO FUN. I was respected, informed, and included in every decision that was made. I did stall at 4 cm for probably about 12 hours even after breaking my water.

My midwife gave me another hour to progress before calling for a cesarean. So at this point I was okay with whatever happened. I already had an amazing labor and a much better experience than my first. I had a 30 min conversation with my nurse about my requests and options for surgery. When my midwife checked me, I was 7 cm and fully effaced. Holy crap. So we kept going. I started feeling like I needed to push with my contractions and my doula tried to talk me out of pushing until it was unbearable not to. My midwife came in and checked me. I was almost fully dilated but there was a tiny lip of cervix left so she had me push to see if we could get him past it and we did. So we started pushing. They turned my epidural down a bit. Enough that I wasn’t in pain but that I was able to control my body enough to change positions because I HATED pushing on my back. I pushed for an hour and a half. Throughout that time I would feel for my baby’s head to see how far I had come. Which I never expected I would want to do. His head finally came out, and his cord was wrapped around his neck. When they told me to push again I pushed as hard as I could and he didn’t budge. I told them I couldn’t push anymore. He was stuck and had deceled again. My midwife had to help him out. He was born and I pulled him onto me. But he was born floppy and had to be taken by the NICU team to make sure he was okay and I tore from the assist so I needed stitches. He was with the NICU team for about 30-40 mins before I got him back but he was PERFECT and get this… NINE AND A HALF POUNDS. He was 21 in long and his head was 13.5 in. He was born exactly at 41 weeks. He is the most perfect, chubby, dark-haired baby we never knew we needed. And I am so grateful I got the amazing, healing experience I needed after my traumatic first birth.

Congratulations, Andrea, and thank you for sharing your story with us!

Filed Under: Birth Story, ICAN, Midwife, VBAC

A Statement From ICAN

June 2, 2020 by blog

The last week has been filled with anger, grief, and reflection. In the past, ICAN has, indefensibly, remained silent on issues that demand a voice. That silence ends today. There are no words for the heartbreak, fear, and anger that so many of our members have been facing not only now, but for generations. We stand in this fight against systemic racism, injustice, white supremacy, and the historic oppression of Black communities. The wide, sweeping changes needed to eliminate these racial inequities demand a united voice. We stand with the Black community and will do the work it takes to be a better ally.

Here are a few organizations leading the fight against racial injustice whom we are learning from. We encourage others to join us in amplifying their voices.

4Kira4Moms
Black Mamas Matter Alliance
Color Of Change
Commonsense Childbirth Inc. – National Perinatal Task Force
Elephant Circle
National Birth Equity Collaborative
Shades Of Blue Project
The Conscious Kid

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Jessica’s Induction VBAC Birth Story

June 2, 2020 by blog

Share your story with ICAN to be featured on our Instagram and Facebook! All cesarean and birth-after-cesarean stories are welcome: the difficult, the triumphant, the still-processing, and the stories which haven’t yet been shared. Sharing your birth story can be freeing, healing and profoundly powerful. It can bring others hope, comfort, and reassurance that they are not alone on their birth journey.

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Jessica shares her VBAC birth story. Thank you for sharing your story for all to read!

Blake’s birth story starts with Lexi’s. After a day and a half of intense induction with her I ended up having a cesarean. One I very much didn’t want. She has her own unique story, though. And I’m proud of all I went through to have her. 

Even before I got pregnant with Blake I knew if we had another baby I would be doing everything I could to avoid another cesarean. 

Through my pregnancy with him I stuck to my strict diet in hopes of having a smaller baby this time, I saw a chiropractor to make sure he was in a good position; unlike his sister, and I did exercises at home to do the same. I also kept my weight gain to just 20 pounds, rather than the 75 I gained with Lexi. 

This time around I was able to avoid bed rest for high blood pressure, which kept me even more active. However, by 39 weeks my BP was slowly creeping up again. Nothing dangerous, but we were watching it. 

I had an appointment with my midwife the day before Thanksgiving, and the day before my due date. The labs I did the previous week showed I had a little protein in my urine, but she wasn’t concerned because I had very little swelling, my BP at home while resting was perfect, and my blood tests came back great. 

We talked about how I didn’t want to go much further than 41 weeks and I asked about my induction options if the baby wasn’t there by the following weekend. My midwife said she would ask around to the other doctors. 

I was told to go to the hospital on the Saturday after Thanksgiving to have some repeat labs and a non stress test for the baby, and we went on our way. 

Cut to Thanksgiving. Nick, Lexi and I enjoyed one last family outing as 3. We saw The Good Dinosaur at Alamo DraftHouse and ate our lunch there. It was really the perfect day. I teared up as we were leaving the theater knowing soon we would be a family of 4. Little did I know how soon. 

We got home and were relaxing on the couch when my phone rang. It was the on-call midwife at the hospital. The on-call doctor had looked over my chart and was concerned about the protein in my urine from the previous week. They wanted me to come in for monitoring and labs. I was in shock. I was assured it would take less than an hour and it was ok to bring Lexi. So the 3 of us loaded up in the car and went to labor and delivery. 

Once at the hospital they took blood and hooked me up to monitors to check the baby. About an hour later the doctor came in and said I was still spilling protein and they were concerned it could get worse and we should induce that night. 

I was blindsided! We had Lexi with us and no family in town. I didn’t have a bag packed. I also knew my best chance at a VBAC was to go into labor on my own. I asked to go home and come back in the morning. I wanted to put Lexi to bed one last time and pack my own bag. 

After talking to the doctor and the on call midwife and our doula we decided it was best for me to stay and start a slow induction that night. 

Nick took Lexi home and we called my parents to come watch her. 

Around 10pm the on-call midwife, Ava, came in to start my induction. Because of the risk of uterine rupture we couldn’t use the same drugs we used with Lexi. Instead we used a cook catheter. They filled a balloon like catheter with water to manually dilate me. It was uncomfortable but not painful. They gave me a sleeping pill to help me relax and get some rest. 

After it was place Nick came back to the hospital because my parents had arrived from Chicago to watch Lexi. He brought me dinner. It was the last solid food I would eat for 24 hours. 

At 7:30am on Friday Ava woke me up to remove the catheter. It had gotten me to 4 centimeters, which was the goal. And I was having light contractions on my own! She gave me a huge hug and told me I was going to get my VBAC. 

The nurse then let me order some Jello and an Italian ice. Because I was a VBAC patient I was treated like I could be taken for surgery at any moment. It was very frustrating. I was so hungry and thirsty all day long. I snuck drinks of water whenever possible. 

At 9am my nurse, Kelsey started Pitocin. I had the drug with Lexi after I stalled out. It makes contractions very intense without a break in between. 

We started it very low, though, since I was having some on my own. 

At 10am our doula, Jessica, arrived. After that she and I walked the halls and sat on the exercise ball to get me progressing more. 

Over the next few hours they slowly increased the Pitocin and I alternated waking, bouncing and laying down using a peanut shaped exercise ball to help keep things moving. 

Around 2pm things suddenly got very intense! It was a very sudden change that I had trouble coping with. I asked to get into the bath tub, which helped so much with Lexi. 

Just before 3pm I got into the huge soaking tub in my room. I was expecting instant relief like I had during Lexi’s labor. Instead things got even more intense. I wasn’t getting a break in between contractions. They were coming one on top of each other. I felt like I couldn’t even catch my breath. On top of that the monitors around my belly kept sliding as I was trying to find a comfortable position so Kelsey had to keep trying to put them back on. Having someone constantly touching me and pulling at the monitors hurt my focus even more. 

After only 40 minutes in the tub I said I needed an epidural. It was not at all in my plan but I knew my body was very tense from the back to back contractions and I knew that would slow me down. Jessica tried to talk me out of it- like I had requested prior to labor- but I told her I knew I needed it. I was afraid of stalling for hours like I did with Lexi and knew I needed some way to relax. 

The anesthesiologist arrived about 20 minutes later and I requested a very light epidural so I could still move. Placing it was much easier than it was with Lexi, but it was still very uncomfortable. I hate the feeling of a needle in my back and with non stop contractions it was hard to hold still. I think I almost broke Nick’s hands holding him so tightly to keep from moving. 

The epidural was a walking epidural so while it took away about 80% of the pain I still felt pressure with every contraction and I had most of my movement. We spent the next few hours getting me into multiple different positions using the peanut ball. I was even able to get onto my hands and knees. Anything to move the baby lower and help me dilate. 

Around 6pm after our nurse kept having to fix the monitors on my belly we decided to break my water and put in some internal monitors. 

The new midwife, Megan, checked me when she broke my water and I was 7cm. She also noted that Blake’s head was “like a bowling ball.” She said he was very low and his head was still very round with no molding. She said it was a great sign for my VBAC because it meant he had plenty of room. 

With the internal monitors my stomach and back got a break from the bands that had been around them since about 2pm the previous day and we could really move me into different positions to get past the last 3cm. 

Around 8:30pm I felt different. I could feel intense pressure and suspected I was completely dilated but I tried to ride with it and let Blake get lower on his own. With in about 10 minutes my whole body was shaking. 

We called the on-call midwife, Theresa, at about 9pm to check me and she said I was complete! It was time to push! It brought me to tears to know my body had done it. Now I had a little more work to do to get Blake here. They turned down the epidural so I could have even more feeling and mobility. 

About 20 minutes into pushing Blake’s heart rate dropped very low and then shot way high. Theresa called the on-call doctor, Dr. Winter. I had been told before that he was the most VBAC friendly doctor in the practice so I was hopeful he would help me keep fighting since we were so close. 

Dr. Winter asked me to stop pushing and breathe through some contractions. That was so hard to do! I now had full feeling and they were intense. They gave me oxygen to try and help Blake. 

The room started filling with more and more people and they were all just watching the monitors and Blake’s heart rate. 

I kept my eyes closed tightly. I just kept telling myself it was going to be ok no matter what happened. If I needed a cesarean I could do it again but I just tried to stay positive. 

Jessica asked if we could try pushing again and Dr. Winter agreed it was worth a try. She grabbed a sheet and she and I played a sort of tug of war game with it. Using the leverage I got from pulling on the sheet helped a lot. And instantly Blake’s heart rate stabilized. He was ok. We could continue pushing!

Soon I could feel a change. Everyone kept saying they could see more and more of Blake’s head. Nick announced Dr. Winter was taking off his watch so we must be close. That made me laugh and gave me the energy to keep going. 

At 10:11pm, about an hour after I started pushing, I felt a pop and out came Blake’s head. He was already screaming before my next push delivered his shoulders! 

Instantly he was on my belly. The nurses worked to clean him up without ever taking him away. 

I couldn’t believe it! I had done it! I dreamed of this moment ever since Lexi’s birth and we had done it. I couldn’t stop laughing and crying. I was just so happy!

Nick gave me a hug and said “I told you it was going to work out.” He was right. He had faith the entire time even when I worried I wouldn’t be able to do it. 

Soon Blake wanted to nurse and latched on with ease, just like his big sister. 

With in a half hour our room was about empty. The nurses tucked him in on my chest and said they would come back in a few hours to weigh and measure him. We had uninterrupted bonding time. 

As the last nurses were leaving one asked if anyone had called the OR to tell them we weren’t coming. That’s when I realized how close we had come to needing a cesarean. If it weren’t for Dr. Winter, I would have been rushed to the operating room. He took time to let Blake recover and saw how effective my pushes were and let us continue. My midwife told me the next week that he told her it was the right call to give us time. He said Blake came out screaming and so responsive that he knew there wasn’t ever an issue. 

I am so thankful for doctors who believe in a woman’s right to options and those who trust our bodies to do what they are made to do. 

It was a lot of hard work and some scary moments but I am so happy with how things went. I knew instantly it was the right decision when Lexi came to visit the next day and was able to jump right in bed with Blake and me and I never had to worry about her hurting an incision on my stomach. 

This picture below shows all of the emotions that flooded out when Blake was born. I’m still so happy and proud we were able to have the birth we wanted.

Thank you, Jessica, for sharing your story!

Filed Under: Birth Story, ICAN, Midwife, VBAC

Chapter Leader Spotlight: Diana Snyder

May 28, 2020 by blog

“I am most excited about supporting women who are crushed by their cesarean experience, whether primary or CBAC. These women are often not well supported. Having been there, I know how it feels.” – Diana Snyder, ICAN of Eastern Massachusetts

Please share a little about yourself.

I am a lawyer and also a doula. I have a 3 year old son, born by cesarean after a homebirth transfer. I am a former collegiate athlete (track & field). I am an avid music fan.

How did you find out about ICAN?

I had a homebirth cesarean (HBC) and so I did attend meetings once I felt able. However, I knew about ICAN for around 6 years before that, since I have been involved in birth work a long time. I enjoy how ICAN raises awareness about the disparity between evidence/guidelines and actual practice.

What would you say are some of your strongest beliefs about cesarean/VBAC awareness?

That it is important to respect each individual person’s limits. Just because someone could push harder for better care, or switch providers, or decline something, doesn’t mean it’s the right choice for them. Not everyone will avoid a cesarean, and that’s not our fault.

Where is your chapter (region)? What areas does your chapter serve?

Eastern MA. We hold meetings in Arlington, MA (north of Boston). We mostly get attendance from the greater Boston area; unfortunately none from Western MA, NH or RI.

If you could change one thing about the birth climate in your area, what would it be?

More midwifery practices that practice real midwifery. All hospitals here have CNMs, which is great, but they are all academic medical centers (Harvard teaching schools) with rigorous standards of care. Even at the hospitals with great ‘natural birth’ and VBAC stats, there is a lot of Pitocin, a lot of questioning if you refuse things, etc. The midwifery practices are more obstetric than they are midwifery. Also, it’s hard to have a VBAC after more than 1 cesarean….VBAC after 1 cesarean is common (at least in the metro area) but VBA2C or 3C…not at all.

Where can we find out more about your chapter?

Our public chapter Facebook page is here, and we also have a private group for support and discussion here.

Thank you, Diana, for all you do!

Filed Under: Chapter, Chapter Leader Spotlight, ICAN, Volunteers

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