
Last night, I was flipping through the channels and stumbled upon… OK, OK, I was watching Grey’s Anatomy. (Yes, it’s still on TV and yes, sometimes, I still watch it when I’ve exhausted my Netflix options.)
One of the main characters on the show went in the labour, and I braced myself for what I knew was likely about be a horrific fright-fest, and also, probably a pretty big disservice to women, like most television births usually are.
I wasn’t wrong.
The birth quickly turned terrifying. I won’t go into all the gory details, but think fast-moving labor turned home cesarean birth. I can’t quite express how horrifying the scene was, but I can only say, I felt particularly glad I’d already had both of my babies at the time of my viewing it.
