Accepting the Journey, After Two C-sections

I have had two caesarean sections, TWO. I love my daughters more than I thought it was possible to love two of the messiest people in the whole world (or that’s what it feels like when I’m cleaning up after them), but I never thought I would have one C-section let alone two. That’s how the cookie crumbles I guess. My first was an emergency C-section after labouring for way longer than I would have liked, and the second C-section was because my daughter was breech, six days overdue and way too big to be turned around.

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