often times i hear people say that the process doesn't matter as long as the outcome is good. meaning: it doesn't matter how your baby arrives as long as it arrives healthy and well. i don't buy it though. i think it does matter and i think that moms feel pressure not to focus on the process especially if the outcome is good. now i had both a great process and an immediate great outcome, so why should i complain about anything? what could possibly have ruined the experience for me? it's very unfortunate, but there was one nurse at the very end of our stay at the birthing center that really ruined the wonderful experience i had there. it's difficult to look past that negative aspect even though else was so right. perhaps my perception would be different if my negative experience occurred in the beginning but since this was at the end and emotions run high as well as we often remember what last happened over what happened first.
we only needed to stay at the birth center for 24 hours after baby is born. since that was almost 3 am, we stayed til the morning. the doctor had come and signed our release forms. we were packing up and getting ready to go. we told the nurse we were getting ready to leave and to call a wheelchair. she did not call for a wheelchair and instead proceeded to keep us there for an additional 2 or 3 hours. she declared that aria had not peed or pooped since being born so she couldn't let her go. she tried to call the doctor to discuss this but unfortunately the doctor was not responding. at one point the nurse came in with some formula to feed aria. i said no, absolutely not. she did not like that i didn't let her do what she wanted. we said we were ready to go and would sign a waiver if we needed. she said...well, you could do that but your insurance probably won't cover your stay then. she tried to put a fear in us to do what she wanted. i finally had enough...went to her station and said: listen, this form here is our release form. technically you can not keep us here and we are leaving right now. please call for the wheelchair. at that point she realized i wasn't backing down and everything i said was true. she didn't like it and in fact, did not call for a wheelchair but instead frantically called the doctor again. i continued to finish getting ready because i was gonna leave no matter what. the nurse actually got the doctor that time and the doctor said, yes let them go. suddenly she was all friendly with us and quickly called for a wheelchair. i just wanted to get out of there.
that, unfortunately, is one of the memories at the fore front of aria's birth but i rarely talk about it since everything else was so great. so in the end, it does matter. your birth story will be with you forever. make it count.
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