Adolescent phase is the time interval when neither you are a child nor you have come of age. Teen girls begin to feel profound mental as well as physical transformation in them in such state. In such circumstances, she does need an intimate as well as educated friend with whom she could discuss her private matters. A friend or mom may guide her but up to some extent due to their knowledge confinements. Hence, in such conditions she does require a doctor to escort her through this era of makeover. A general physician can help her, but perhaps not able to answer many questions which are percolating throughout her mind frame. It is only a gynecologist, who will carry about the bucket of perfect answers to her all doubts.
The reasons to pay a visit to a gynecologist:
• Help you realize your body as well as how to take care of it
• Permit the doctor discover problems early on so they can be healed
• Provide you plus the doctor a sense of what is usual for you so you can become aware of any problem changes, such as symptoms of vaginal infection
• Give details what a typical vaginal discharge ought to look like as well as what could be an indication of a trouble
• Teach you how to guard yourself if you have sex
The best Gynecologist in Gurgaon Sector 56, Dr. Ragini Agrawal states that your gynecologist can elicit a precise response to any inquiry you have about the numerous changes that may be taking place to your body. It’s advised to build an association with your gynecologist in long term so he or she recognizes your health as well as what matters to you.
When should I contact a Gynecologist?
The ideal age for the teenage girls to consult a gynecologist is between the 13 and 15. He or she will clarify your doubts if:
• You are having troubles with your period, such as excruciating pain, bleeding heavily or else bleeding for longer than natural, or it has blocked coming on a regular basis
• You have stomach ache, fever, as well as fluid sticking out from your vagina that is golden, gray, or else green with a pungent smell — all of which are promising signs of a solemn condition recognized as pelvic inflammatory disease (PID) that requires instant treatment
• You have ever indulged in sex (oral, vaginal or anal) otherwise intimate sexual contact
• It has been 3 months or even more since your previous period plus you haven’t obtained it again
• You are having sex as well as missed your period
• You have not obtained your period by the age of 15 or else within three years of at what time your breasts began to develop
• You’ve enclosed your period for two years as well as it’s still not regular or else comes more than one time a month
Shannon Keller, MSN, CNM, joined UNC Midwives in July 2015. She was a labor-and-delivery nurse for six years before becoming a certified nurse midwife, and she has seen many, many women through labor. In January 2016, Keller learned she was expecting her first baby.
So, what happens when a UNC Midwife gives birth?
“Midwifery care is so much more than delivery. It’s how you’re cared for during your pregnancy and throughout your life. You develop a relationship and mutual trust. Being at UNC means we have colleagues in maternal-fetal medicine and general obstetrics, with whom we can collaborate or consult should a complication arise. I was really happy to deliver in a hospital that offers really great low-risk care within this larger scope of safety. This is what I tell my patients — I felt safe and respected here, and you should, too.”
UNC Women’s Care offers a variety of risk-appropriate prenatal and maternal care — from (free!) volunteer doulas and Centering pregnancy to experts in complicated pregnancies. Visit My UNC Baby to learn more or make an appointment.
Do you dare?
To walk your path.
Because I will dare you,
To walk your path.
I feel your pain,
Regardless! Walk that path.
I know you don’t want to,
But please walk that path.
It will hurt,
But you need to walk that path.
“Why?” You will ask me…
“Do I need to walk that path?”
I’ll ask you..
“What else will you do?”
Life fading away, day by day.
Knowing the huge potential in you,
Not doing anything, might drive you crazy one day.
I will tell you one day,
I have raised you my beautiful child,
Not for the perfect and happy life,
But for the beauty you may find in the struggles of your path.
I will tell you one day,
Cry if you need to,
But get up an continue.
My child, I will tell you one day,
This is exactly what my own mother told me one day!
Stop complaining, and be thankful for all you have:
An amazing mind,
An amazing heart,
An amazing life of love.
Just as I am reminding myself today,
I will also remind you one day.
And you will go and start your path,
With all the conversations we might have had.
Shining your light everywhere you go,
Finding a piece of love, in every single sorrow.
Make a beautiful prayer for me my child,
I will be in need of it by that time✨
P.S. This poem is especially important to me because I wrote it in a time when I was pregnant but didn’t know it yet.
It’s that time of your pregnancy! The baby shower is around the corner. If you’re apprehensive about how well your guests will mingle, here are two games that your friends and family will love. Use them to avoid those awkward silences and encourage people to loosen up. You’re baby shower will be a memorable event that people will still talk about years from now.
The only caveat is that you must not reveal the names you’ve chosen or the gender of the baby before the shower. So, hopefully you read this article in the earliest weeks of your pregnancy.
Whether you believe in old wives tales or not, put them to use. Divide guests into pairs or groups of three or four. Larger groups are fine if you have several guests. Then encourage them to use their knowledge of old wives tales to make a list of questions. They’ll get to ask you each question on their list and your answer will help them determine the sex of the baby. Give them time to analyze your answers and then let them share their guess.
If grandma doesn’t want to know the gender of the baby until he or she is born, tell your guests that you’ll be revealing the answer the day after the baby’s born with a thank you card. Of course, this means you’ll need to have thank you cards prepared so the hubby can send them for you.
This game is a great way to keep the anticipation and excitement building until the birth while letting those who want to know whether you’re having a boy or girl indulge in thinking about it.
Here are a few old wives tales that may help guests create their questions.
Predicts A Girl
- Craving sweets
- You can eat garlic but not smell like it
- Intense bouts of morning sickness or nausea
- Mom-to-be’s hubby is gaining weight too
- Carrying high
- Baby’s heart rate is faster than 140 bpm
- Craving ice cream
- Acne breakouts
- Left breast is bigger than right
Predicts A Boy
- Creating sour and salty foods or protein
- You have a pregnancy glow with lustrous hair and beautiful nails
- Feeling mellow
- Carrying low
- Feet feel colder than normal
- You’ve added a half size to your normal shoe size
- Bad headaches
- Fall asleep on your left side
- Area around nipples gets darker
- You’re more clumsy
Using blue paper, make a cutout for each letter in your baby’s full name. Do the same with pink paper for a girl. Even if you know the gender, don’t tell them. You’re guests will get to figure out the name of your baby if she’s a girl as well as the name you’ll use for a boy. Make several sets and put them in baggies. Divide your guests into groups. Given each group one blue baggie and one pink baggie. Tell them that they will need to unscramble the letters and create a name out of each bag (two names total, one for a boy and one for a girl). The group that accurately determines the names you’ll give your baby depending upon if he is a boy or she is a girl wins. You can also decide who wins based on speed or time. Give a prize to the winning group.
Here are a few suggestions to enhance this game:
- Play music while guests decipher the names
- Put the lettered cutouts in a handmade box
- Add a clue and deliver it in a unique way
If the idea of dividing your guests into groups stresses you out, try this. Divide the number of guests by the number of people you want in a group. Then cut out that many pieces of paper. Number each piece of paper. Make copies of each piece. Have guests draw a number out of a hat, then ask them to find the individuals who drew the same number. This is a good way to mix and match groups while encouraging people to mingle with those they haven’t met.
Games are a fun way to get the party going! Of course, no party is complete without great food and drinks, so remember to include them. Sorry, mom-to-be, you’ll have to stick to mocktails for now. But don’t worry, you’re guests will have a blast. Just remember to thank whomever put this party together for you.
Today only about 1.5% of births in the United States take place outside of the hospital. But more and more women are becoming interested in going back to their roots by choosing to give birth at home.
Why are families interested in home birth?
Laboring and giving birth at home is an irreplaceable experience. The compassionate, gentle care, and the calm, undisturbed environment is a unique atmosphere for mothers, partners, and babies that you don’t find anywhere else.
What you get with home birth care…
When planning a home birth, your midwife may come to your home for prenatal visits. Your prenatal visits are longer and more intimate than hospital appointments so you get really comfortable with each other and have time to talk about any fears that come up.
Your midwife will usually have a second midwife (whom you meet during your prenatal visits) who arrives before baby is born so that you and baby each have your own care attendant. You can labor at your own pace, eat and drink as you please, and birth in any position that feels best. You are essentially in charge of your birth experience. After the baby is born, your midwife stays for a couple hours to make sure everyone is settled and breastfeeding is successful. What’s really unique and special about home birth midwives is that they visit your home to support the adjustment of having a new baby multiple times within the first few days and weeks post birth.
A mother has the right to choose where she births her baby. And if she feels most safe, secure, and comfortable at home, home birth may be an option to consider.
A little history about midwives and birth…
For as long as humans have existed, women have been giving birth out of the hospital. There was a higher rate of infant and maternal deaths due to the lack of medical supplies and technology as well as sanitation. But close to 95% of births were successful.
Hospitals were growing in the 1700–1800’s but doctors were not trained to deliver babies in that time. Midwives were the primary care providers for women having babies. And even by the year 1900, only 5% of births took place in a hospital. Gradually, trust was handed over to doctors and the view of birth shifted. Women no longer should have to “suffer” and labor should be managed to ensure that it is safe.
Click here for a historical timeline of midwifery and childbirth in America.
Have you ever found a moment of extreme spiritual and emotional joy, right in the middle of a painful and chaotic situation? I have. It was the day my granddaughter was born.
The situation was, to say the least, dire. My daughter was in a terrible relationship which she couldn’t seem to let go of. She felt torn between her need to have someone special, and the needs of her baby. Social services had been involved with the pregnancy since month four.
They were sure Julie couldn’t handle the baby and, since the boyfriend was demanding, selfish and very controlling, they were concerned about him around Julie and the baby. He had a previous relationship where he left his girlfriend when she was in labour. Social services were not impressed with his behaviour.
To me, although I could see where social services were coming from, it was like they were vultures round that baby, just waiting to take her away from Julie. I felt like she should have a chance to bring up her baby. I had seen women completely change personality when their babies were placed in their arms, and I really wanted my daughter to have that chance.
On the day, I got a call at around 7 pm Julie had gone into hospital. She had had one false alarm so I wasn’t terribly excited, but still, I hurried to the hospital. It turned out that she had had pains all day, and then around 5 pm her waters broke at home. She didn’t call an ambulance because they wouldn’t stop to pick up the boyfriend, who was at the skate park.
She struggled to walk ¼ of a mile or so to the sweet shop where she was friends with the family that ran it, her belly huge and the baby heavy on her pelvis. She got them to call the boyfriend then call an ambulance. She had been at the hospital an hour or so before I got there.
When I arrived big tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt frightened about what was going to happen. I remember walking into the room where she was, still fully dressed, eating crisps and crying into the packet. She had a long thin room to herself with a bathroom. Lots of equipment was already in the room, the boyfriend sat there with some bags, he didn’t want to eat. He seemed quite nervous.
Turned out my daughter was crying because when she saw me she knew it was for real, the baby was coming. I am not sure why her waters breaking didn’t give that away but sometimes women in labour don’t think normally. I know I didn’t.
A midwife bustled in and strapped a monitor to her tummy, we could hear the heartbeat just fine. The machine printed out a strip of paper so I could see that everything looked normal, regular. I had three babies myself so I knew that this was all part of the drill.
After about thirty minutes another midwife strode in and examined her to see how far her cervix was dilated. They were satisfied that things were moving in the right direction and her labour was moving along. So we all then had to troop to the delivery room, bags in tow, where we met two more midwives who would help her through the rest of the labour and delivery.
The room was bigger, there was pain relief in the form of Entonox (gas and air) and more equipment for the baby if it needed some basic resuscitation. There was a window with curtains closed and everything was clean and neat looking. The midwives were older women, I was glad about that. They were closer to my age and I felt they would be experienced. I was excited but apprehensive; I had never seen a baby delivered before.
I was so impressed with Julie. She stood up and leaned on the bed and she worked so hard to get that baby out. I kept telling her how well she was doing, how she was doing a great job. My heart felt like it was breaking like crystal glass when she said to me: “Mum, don’t let them take my baby away from me.” I promised her I would do everything I could.
The midwives offered her gas and air, it was piped in from the wall, she just had to hold it in her mouth and inhale; she had maybe five breaths but she didn’t like it.
Our calm, efficient midwives were keen on monitoring the baby closely so they put a clip on the babies head. I always worried about that, my babies had them and I didn’t know how the clip, clipped. However, Julie said okay, and that was that.
Julie just worked with her body and laboured away, head down focusing through the contractions. She just did so amazingly well! I felt so proud of her, my baby having a baby and doing so fabulously. To be honest, she did much better than her mother did in all her labours, and that is the truth.
It was just a few hours after I had arrived at the hospital and the midwives said the babies heartbeat was lowering and had been for 20 minutes. My thought was — if it had been low for 20 minutes why hadn’t they done something already? — but it just meant it was time for Julie to get on the bed and actually deliver our wee baby.
Julie didn’t want to go on the bed, her forehead furrowed with worry, she was concerned about pushing the baby back up. We all assured her that it wasn’t going to happen and she needed to be on the bed for the next bit. She clambered on and she did a couple of huge pushes. I saw my little granddaughter delivered; she slipped, out face down, on her nose.
No damage was done, they immediately cleaned her up a little, weighed her, and wrapped her in a blanket. She was utterly beautiful. She didn’t cry much, but she looked at us all with her big blue eyes. Julie lay her back in her arms, exhaling with relief. Her smile was wide as she gazed down at her perfect baby girl.
I wasn’t as happy. Every time Julie lay the baby back in her arms, the baby seemed to go purple. I told Julie to hold her more upright, but I could see there was something wrong. The midwives were busy with Julie delivering the placenta. I said the baby needs some oxygen.
They didn’t take any notice of me, so I said it louder, this baby needs some oxygen. Still no response from the midwives. I slammed my fists down on the bed, panic was rising in me and I stated firmly and clearly: “This baby is going purple, she needs some oxygen!” At last, I had their attention and they came and looked at her, straight away they took the baby over to the Resuscitaire machine, and gave her some oxygen.
It didn’t take much oxygen and our little baby was looking pink and well again.
It’s hospital policy that both mum and dad hold the baby topless for 30 minutes so they can bond. I was hopping from one foot to the other, waiting for my turn to hold her. She was so amazing. The whole experience was amazing — the birth of another human being. And I was allowed to watch. My eyes filled with tears at the experience, the awe-inspiring feeling that I was somehow closer to God at this precious, unforgettable moment.
The midwives were very good to me. Ever curious, they showed me the embryonic sac and the placenta. Then even showed me the clip that they put on the baby’s head.
It was a hugely powerful experience and one that I will definitely never forget. It truly was the miracle of life and whatever you believe, God or no God, Sky-Daddy or not, it was a momentous experience I would never want to miss. If you ever, ever get the chance to see a baby born, my advice would be, take that chance. It was emotionally moving and spiritually rewarding in ways I could never anticipate.
Everyone has this “idea” of what their delivery or birth story should be. As a women you are told to create a birth plan. Originally I had every intention of doing a water birth. My delivery would be laid back and in a room full of love with my husband, mom and mother in law. Although I didnt get my water birth, my delivery room was very mellow and there was more love in that small room than our hearts could handle.
In my last post I shared that at 35 weeks, February 8, I was admitted into high risk with my second kidney stone. I was unable to have the surgery to remove the stone because of the baby and how far in the pregnancy we were. The around the clock medication wasn’t safe for him either. Decisions had to be made. This is not the way anyone wants to bring their baby into the world. This is not the way I had planned to bring MY baby into the world. We had to determine if it was better to leave the baby until closer to our due date (March 10), Or induce now to prevent any type of addiction for the baby due to the pain medication I had been on in the hospital.
I had been in pain for 7 days now and was super swollen from all the IV fluids. It was my 27th birthday. Friends, family, even my doctors came to the hospital to celebrate with me. I will never forget my 27th birthday. Not just because I was in the hospital but also because I found out that morning, in 24 hours they would be starting my induction. Taking Evan a little early was better than risking any type of drug addiction. I would be meeting my son for the first time!! This is when all of the fear set in. I would be close to 37 weeks by the time Evan made his appearance, but that was still early. I was so afraid of the challenges my baby would face because of everything I had been going through. I didn't want to see my baby in the NICU and I knew this was a possibility. That night we had a heart shaped pizza in the hospital and talked about how Evan would be here soon.
They started my pitocin and epidural on Wednesday February 15 around 10pm. No shame in my game, the epidural was amazing!! It may not have been my planned water birth but It was our new story and I was going to make the best out of it. I was 3cm dialated and contractions were starting to come more regularly. I can honeslty say the contractions didn't phase me at all. I’m not sure if it was the epidural, or the fact that my kidney stone pain felt so much worse that anything I experienced in labor.
It was a VERY long night. I didn’t progress quickly at first.( I guess this is normal when you are being induced.) Around 5am my water finally broke! I started to change every 1–2 hours. I remember around 10:30 I was 6cm dialated. My labor and delivery nurse told me it would only be a few more hours and we would be ready to push. They kept encouarging me to rest, but I couldn't. My adrenaline was going strong.
Around 11:30 I felt a strong contraction. I paged my nurse to make sure everything was ok because something didn't seem right. She decided to check me early. I will never forget when my nurse looked me in the eye and asked me if I was ready to meet my son?! I started crying hysterically. I wasn't expecting to hear those words already. I had dreamed of hearing that for years! I felt so many different emotions. I was SO excited, a little guilty and also scared. I was so worried about what struggles Evan would face being born preemie. I felt guilty because my pain was the reason in taking him early. Everything that I was afraid of slowly disappeared every time I pushed and was able to watch my baby making his way into the world.
After a very long 2 hours of pushing, My doctor asked me If I wanted to pull out my son? I reached down and pulled my baby boy onto my chest.
February 16 at 1:58pm, Evan Nicholas Jones was welcomed into the world. I can’t begin to explain the way I felt. My heart was exploding. Evan was more than perfect. Not only was he perfect in our eyes he was perfect in the doctors eyes. He may have been preemie but he was so strong. Evan beat all odds. All the symptoms we were expecting to see in him, didn’t exist. Evan was a miracle in every way.
Did I mention how amazing Evan’s daddy is? He didnt leave my side from the day I was admitted to the day we were discharged as a family. Nick spent every night with me and catered to me. I was unable to get myself up at times for the bathroom and he would be right there to help me every step of the way. He coached me and kept me laughing through out delivery. He was my crutch through it all. Evan is so lucky to have such a supportive father, and I am so lucky to have him too.
This baby boy has such a special spot in his mommy and daddys heart. Life with Evan feels so full and complete. We are finally a family of 3!
As we move forward and learn to become parents I know we will face so many challenegs. If there is anything I have learned through out this journey, It’s that together Nick and I are strong enough to handle it all. Enjoy some pictures from our delivery. Coming soon: Life as a mommy to the blog and how post- partum is no Joke!
With love from Evans mommy
I recently answered the question “How do you think about using your leadership role to advance diversity in product?” for Elpha’s ongoing series on women in tech. Here’s my answer in full.
One early morning, I was ready to present my team’s weekly progress to the business and technical leadership. The CEO looked at my giant pregnant belly from the other end of the boardroom table and asked me how I was doing. Looking around the table of men watching me, I gathered myself, forced a calm smile, and lied “I’m great.” “That’s good” he said, “not all pregnancies are that easy, know you.” He meant well, but he didn’t know that I had just had another sleepless night filled with contractions, leg cramps, and heartburn. He didn’t know that I was going through a pregnancy from hell and was petrified of my long commute to the office because I was getting very little sleep and could start getting contractions at any point. A few weeks earlier, I’d gotten rear-ended by a careless driver on the freeway and spent painful and terrifying hours strapped in a baby monitor at the hospital. My fear was not exactly unsubstantiated.
After that leadership meeting, my manager took me aside to tell me that I needed to work on my leadership presence. I didn’t look confident, he said. He too meant well. I was the first woman to be pregnant at our rapidly growing 200+ people company and the first in his entire professional life. He had no idea what I was going through.
I took my manager’s feedback seriously because leadership charisma is key to product management. You have to lead and inspire your team without formal authority. And you have to represent the team’s work to the rest of the org to make sure the team is always moving in the right direction and never gets bogged down in cross-functional miscommunications.
At first, I was having a hard time reconciling this new feedback with the feedback I’ve been hearing for years. Colleagues had always identified leadership charisma as one of my greatest strengths. So what was going on?
Listening to The Charisma Myth during my commute, I finally figured it out. My physical discomfort came through in my body language, voice, and posture, so I didn’t exude confidence. The Charisma Myth tells you to wear comfortable clothes and avoid getting the sun in your eyes for important conversations, but there was literally nothing I could do to get more comfortable with a giant baby growing inside me.
Looking back at my pregnancy and postpartum time, I miraculously managed to make a lot of progress in my work during that year. Probably much more progress than most able-bodied men do in a year. But not nearly as much progress as I made in the following years. And making that progress was ridiculously hard. I think about all the mothers who’ve gone through this experience multiple times during their most productive years and people with disabilities whose chronic physical discomfort prevents them from “looking confident.”
We all know that diversity is good for business in many ways. Most obviously, the dudes in blue checked shirts sitting around our boardroom table had no experience or ability to empathize with 50% of the world’s population and some of the ultimate users of the products we were building.
But how do we actually enable diversity and inclusion when all our work models are designed around just one type of individual? The good news is that more and more people with different backgrounds are getting to leadership roles where they can redefine what leadership looks like. It’s a tricky balance because to get there we need to try to fit in and fake it till we make it. Once we’ve made it though, we can use that position of power to make the path for other people from diverse groups easier. Having struggled ourselves, this is easier said than done. I’ve seen many women in leadership roles turn a blind eye to blatant sexism, not to mention unconscious bias. They are tired. They feel like they have seen much worse. But that’s no excuse. You have to continue trying to do the right thing, even when it’s hard.
I’ve thought about this responsibility when hiring product managers. To try to level the playing field, I introduced a task to get more diverse candidates further in the hiring pipeline. Non-diverse candidates tend to have had lots of advantages due to their privilege that causes them to look better on paper, but not necessarily be better at doing the actual work. I got lots of pushback for my task both from colleagues who preferred it to be a presentation that tested the candidates’ leadership presence and from the most privileged candidate in the pool who didn’t want to be bothered completing the task and mansplained that I didn’t know what I was doing. But pushing through the pushback paid off. Using an objective measure, the few diverse candidates in our pipeline perform better on the task than most non-diverse candidates. The takeaway is not that diverse candidates are always better PMs. Rather it’s that diverse candidates tend to stop themselves from applying unless they are really good. They do this even though I’ve tried to design job descriptions to avoid gendered language, share with groups like Women in Product, and advertise the fact that I’m a female hiring manager, which is fairly rare for product roles.
I’ve also thought about this when organizing events for Women in Product. Our sponsors sometimes want male product leaders to keynote the event or moderate a panel, particularly when they don’t have female executives in product leadership roles. It’s something we’ve had to push back on given the central role a keynote speaker plays at an event. Junior female PMs need to be able to look at the speaker and think “This could be me. I could do this.” Because they really could and, one day, it will be them.
Preparing for a birth, especially a first birth, is important. Which is why many first time parents attend classes, read books and brace themselves with the knowledge of what to expect before heading into the delivery room. AND HERE lays the first lesson your child will teach you… they are pretty unpredictable!
Many soon-to-be parents go into the delivery room with their minds set about the big E. But things happen… parents who had planned on a “drug-free” delivery find themselves in a situation where getting one is a medical necessity. Or a woman who had planned on getting one can show up to delivery already too far along to receive it.
So before you continue, know that while education yourself and creating a birth plan is important, the safety of both mother and baby trumps all. Like many parts of life it’s best to make a plan and then adjust accordingly. In the meantime here’s a run-down of what you need to know about the epidural debate.
Statistically speaking, epidurals are safe for mother and baby. Permanent injuries, such as paraplegia or long-term back pain, are as rare as they are extreme: In 2009, the British Journal of Anesthesia concluded the risk was one per twenty thousand, or lower. Most complications, such as headaches, or lower back aches, are relieved within a few days after the birth.
The reason women take an epidural during labor is to relieve the pain of contractions. Once the epidural kicks in, the mother can benefit from some R & R as her cervix continues to dilate in preparation for the birth. Ideally, the epidural wears off enough in time for the pushing stage, and the mother has enough feeling in her pelvis and legs to purposefully push her baby out to be born. That having been said, there are a few caveats: 1) Epidurals do not necessarily relieve all of the pain, 2) it’s impossible to plan the timing precisely for pushing. Therefore, when accepting an epidural, keep in mind realistic expectations.
Women who choose to forgo the epidural are usually able to do so because they use natural means to relieve contraction* intensity. Contrary to popular opinion, they are not heroines who can handle high levels of pain — they just relieve it without drugs. Coping mechanisms include relaxing the body with comfortable positioning (e.g. upright versus flat on the back), hot water bottles, warm showers, massage, vocalizing/singing, hypnosis, dim lighting, smiling (believe it or not), and hearing encouraging messages from others. Other relaxation techniques are useful such as lowering the shoulders, releasing the jaw, softening the cheeks, and leaving the fingers open instead of clenching them.
But these natural-pain-relief techniques are not for everyone. Or perhaps they work well for a while, but labor continues for so long that the woman tires out. Whatever the reason, more than half of birthing women use an epidural for contraction relief.
Every woman can weigh the decision about epidural for herself. Knowledge is power and there are no hard-and-fast answers. Do your research, and prepare for the type of birth you prefer. And if it’s not what you intended, take everything into consideration and for sure give yourself huge kudos because no matter how the birth transpired, you. gave. birth. You went through a lot to have a baby. That’s your story, and that’s amazing. And if you want to plan differently for a consequent birth, you can.
- Refers to natural contractions. Conversely, contractions from Pitocin are not often relieved naturally; Pitocin-induced labors are often accompanied by epidurals.
Originally published at www.miamiobgyns.com on February 2, 2017.