I was induced at 41 weeks because my blood pressure was too high (around 140/100 or something like that). I didn’t want to be induced. I wanted a completely natural childbirth and labor. But when I was a week over due and I was so impatient and had false labors several times in the last week and a half and the midwife said I needed to be induced, I agreed. Unlike apparently most induced labors, I had no pain medicine, no other interventions, and a relatively easy delivery. My baby had some health issues that he had to stay in the hospital longer for, but generally a healthy baby. His doctors really didn’t know what caused it, but said it probably was because of my blood pressure. His health issues made it very hard to breastfeed, and I ended up pumping breast milk for him because of him never really latching on properly. He is now on formula and healthy, but every time a make a bottle for him in public, I feel guilty and ashamed. Nearly all of the moms I know breastfeed only and some of them for longer than a year. I have one friend who weaned her 3 year old right about the time her second baby was born. I don’t know why I’m rambling about breastfeeding. It is like a stab in my heart, the fact that I didn’t persist like I should and I gave up. But my real question is why do I feel guilty about allowing myself to be induced…… I know my blood pressure was in a dangerous place and that I was late, but I still feel like nature failed me in that. I’m having a really bad self doubting episode right now and I’m venting it out on the internet because it’s 5am here and I have no other sounding board. Sorry…… Was induction my only choice at that stage? Or should I have insisted that my midwife allow me to have bed rest and wait and see? I’ve heard that pitocin is a nasty drug and it’s way over used. And that’s what was used on me. I have heard of a link between pitocin and autism and seen a link in my family. My brother was induced and is autistic, my nephew was induced and has slight autistic tendencies. One of the things I remember as a kid when my brother was diagnosed as autistic is that my mom blamed the pitocin on the autism. Is there a link? I’m not sure. My son is very active and social and doesn’t act anything like my brother did (according to my mom) when he was a baby, but there is still the doubt in my head.
I guess this self doubt is because I watched "The Business of Being Born" a few days ago about how dismal and intervention hungry the United States’ practices of childbirth are. It’s really scary and eye opening.