My redeemer baby came many years after my first three: bam, bam, bam. When I had an inkling I might be pregnant again I had a talk with God. I was embarrassed and sad that I had cried at the news of my first 3 pregnancies. I didn’t want that to be the case this time.
I felt the sweet voice of God releasing me and redeeming me when He said, “You can be as happy about this child as I was with the news of your first three pregnancies.” Wow! God rejoiced over Raimy, Timothy, and Gabrielle. Now God Himself was telling me I was pregnant even before I peed on the stick of the home pregnancy test. Wow. Yes, I was so happy. The whole pregnancy was normal, healthy, and good. I was thrilled. I would be giving birth to my redeemer baby in Bolivia.
His due date came and went. The doctor became nervous. He talked of c-section, the cord around his neck, too short cord not letting him drop, and too big of a baby. I begged for an induction – to give it a try. He said I would have to sign a waiver that I was choosing against the doctor’s suggestions and I would be held responsible for any consequences, including fatalities. Ah! I felt backed into a corner, powerless, lorded-over, bullied with no where to turn. We finally agreed to schedule the c-section.
The whole procedure was sterile, mechanical, and impersonal. It felt routine and professional yet joyless. I was very glad we were able to talk them into allowing DaRonn into the room. They invited DaRonn to watch Tyler come out of the cut they had made. He chose to stay beside me. They brought him out and exclaimed that the cord was wrapped around the neck twice. So, it turned out that their assessment of a short cord was incorrect – the cord was long enough, just caught up around his neck a few times.
Tyler Cole Washington was born the morning of September 7, 2006 in Cochabamba, Bolivia. His weight was similar to the first 3 at just over 7 pounds. This was considered “huge” in Bolivia where the babies are around 5 or 6 pounds usually.
Having a c-section is like a natural birth in reverse and in slow motion. The slow pain of recovery from the surgery lasts weeks compared to the relatively fast and intense hours of labor pains. I don’t recommend a c-section if it can be avoided.
Tyler was the most fun, most adored infant. He is my Bolivian boy.
If for nothing else (aside from the obvious joy of bringing the birth of my son) the c-section was useful to point me in the path of midwifery. I didn’t know until that day when a natural birth was “robbed” from me that I had such a great passion for midwifery, natural birth, and helping women enjoy the process of pregnancy, labor, and delivery the way their bodies know how to do it. For that part, I am grateful. Even the c-section experience will be redeemed.