Daddy R and I were watching The Office the other day…the one where Pam is pregnant and crying while watching dog commercials…and I said something along the lines of at least I wasn’t like that when I was pregnant and Daddy R said yes you were just like that. He said while I wasn’t super emotional and crying at work I was at times unreasonable. I, of course, have no recollection of ever being unreasonable!
That got us talking about our different perspectives about the pregnancy and especially about the birth. I have very tender, and I suppose sentimental, memories of giving birth to Baby C. Perhaps this is because I did hypnobirthing and went into labor expecting to have a good experience…and came out of labor wanting to remember a good experience…but I honestly don’t recall it as being that bad. I remember the contractions as being manageable and I have vague memories of being tired during the pushing part. Daddy R’s recollection of the birth is completely different. He remembers the contractions much the same way that I do but his memories of the pushing part are much more gruesome than mine. I suppose I should lend some credence to Daddy R’s version of events as he actually saw everything and was actually very physically present during the labor. I on the other hand didn’t see anything and went through the labor feeling as if I was sort of outside myself. I imagine that feeling of being sort of physically detached during the labor combined with the immediate elation of finally having my baby and then the insane hormone changes and the exhaustion all combined to give me birthing amnesia.
We didn’t discuss it but I bet that we have different views on how the first few months went too…I bet Daddy R’s version involves Baby C sleeping through the night from two weeks on!
For the record I was never unreasonable and Baby C didn’t start consistently sleeping through the night until around four months!