tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post8969698110505710220..comments2024-03-26T04:27:54.485-06:00Comments on Du Wax Loolu: Postpartum modestyJesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15942269316108576622noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-14429745505905754182011-02-27T13:06:32.192-07:002011-02-27T13:06:32.192-07:00I'm modest to a fault, so I can't say that...I'm modest to a fault, so I can't say that anyone other than nurses and Eric saw anything much. I had a c-section so they weren't really moving underwear around after the initial hours of labor, and the incision wasn't anywhere you wouldn't see in a swimsuit so that helped. The nurses did have to get me to the bathroom the first few times and showed me how to use the peri bottle and helped me up, but I don't remember thinking that was weird at all. Maybe it's because that wasn't my first time in a hospital setting? I'm not sure. Either way, I was SO glad to be home where I could have my shirt off in total privacy!Elizabethhttp://www.hernewdeal.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-549273498776282472011-02-25T21:50:18.264-07:002011-02-25T21:50:18.264-07:00Well, after my c-section, a nurse came and wiped m...Well, after my c-section, a nurse came and wiped my...well, you know...all night long. I couldn't have cared less. I also got stuck sitting on the toilet the first time I was allowed to get up to pee and had to have the nurse help with all of that fun too.<br /><br />I had to leave my room to go see my girls, so I had to get dressed. I did, however, frequently pump in the NICU and had my boobs exposed to basically every hospital staff member there. Plus some other families that were with us...and once their 5 year old daughter saw my boobs. So yeah, what modesty?Erinhttp://stateiamin.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-37985369305279493922011-02-23T21:30:36.752-07:002011-02-23T21:30:36.752-07:00ha!! I totally had people coming in to look in my ...ha!! I totally had people coming in to look in my undies and mash my ute. So funny how all the sudden it seems normal to have someone inspect your pads for you. And i had no idea they would do that even though i read a ton before!Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15071843644430529274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-32676980103111162012011-02-23T16:58:29.957-07:002011-02-23T16:58:29.957-07:00You are not alone. I remember having these thought...You are not alone. I remember having these thoughts as I took my first shower after birth. There I stood, stark naked, leaking fluids and having a nurse help me into the shower and I didn't care one bit.<br /><br />Everyone saw my butt. Everyone saw my breasts. It just didn't matter anymore.<br /><br />I did feel bad for the man who came to clean the bathroom, though. It was...messy.Mollyhttp://theselittlemoments.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-5833960147580846832011-02-23T08:43:27.903-07:002011-02-23T08:43:27.903-07:00I went back to full modesty once the baby was born...I went back to full modesty once the baby was born. I was constantly shifting my gown to make sure I was appropriately covered. Since moving around was such a chore after the c-section, I asked visitors politely to be done visiting when it was time for me to get up and walk to the bathroom.3carnationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15942247215569463561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-2138337243529864022011-02-22T20:30:31.180-07:002011-02-22T20:30:31.180-07:00Well my birth experiences have involved things lik...Well my birth experiences have involved things like catheters and even a suppository (I know, ew!) so yeah, modesty wasn't much of an option.Kelseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02256355039094301578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-91497826524150476632011-02-22T20:10:17.432-07:002011-02-22T20:10:17.432-07:00With my daughter I gave birth totally naked on all...With my daughter I gave birth totally naked on all fours. The gowns just got in the way so I threw them off at some point. It was just me, my midwife, husband and 2 nurses but if anyone had told me that was what I would do beforehand I would have laughed in their face. With MAD I wasn't nearly as strict with who was in the room during the birth (for labor I wanted to be alone, though). I told them I didn't want any "extra" people in the room but there were a few nursing students and a resident there that had never seen a drug-free birth and by the time they asked I couldn't care less. Mark said there were 9 people in addition to us in the room at the time of the birth, I didn't notice them. But, this time I was in a more traditional laying-on-the-bed position. <br /><br />Both times I couldn't wait to ditch the gown for my own clothes. I have these super-stretchy, comfy gaucho PJ pants that were awesome (as Temerity Jane would say, they had optimal floppiness). And I wore a nursing tank that provided maximum openness down to my navel for skin-to-skin and nursing. Then, because I was chilly I wore a long cardigan which I would button up as needed (because, lets face it - that tank did nothing to contain the girls).<br /><br />Pre-birth I was all about the nursing cover and using a blanket for public nursing but then M wouldn't have it... and I couldn't maneuver with one. Until she was about 2 months I just made sure I would have a private-ish place to nurse if out and about... many times that was the car. Once we both got the hang of it I was more comfortable nursing in public. I've even done it in front of my dad - which 5 years ago I would have never, ever considered.kakatyhttp://www.kakakakaty.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-15835413672463574672011-02-22T17:27:26.967-07:002011-02-22T17:27:26.967-07:00This sounds very much like my own experience, and ...This sounds very much like my own experience, and these were all of the parts of the hospital experience that I loathed. The labor and birth, the time afterwards with my husband and my new baby girls felt perfect - I just wish I had a little more, for lack of a better term 'dignity'.<br /><br />I realize that all these things are normal, and not one of them makes me flinch when it is someone else, but it often felt like nurses/doctors/hospital employees helped themselves to touching, prodding, or discussing personal things in front of visitors too freely. Before, during, and right after the birth I was surprised that I didn't really care - but when things wound done, I really would have preferred a bit more sensitivity in this area.<br /><br />I am and always been painfully shy, so I bet other people care less. I have already discussed with my doctor working things differently this time (we are expecting #3 in about five weeks), and I think I am going to ask for less staff in the room, and more oppurtunities to ask for help if I need it - intead of entertaining a parade of random hospital personnel.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13145556227715044411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-55129131508937881812011-02-22T14:54:40.904-07:002011-02-22T14:54:40.904-07:00I've always been a prude, I never lost the mod...I've always been a prude, I never lost the modesty but in the hospital with doctors I tend to not care/play it cool. i used the gown, but I used my own undies because snug boxer-briefs hold that mess together better than mesh undies. I also had a lot of people coming in my room but they all knocked and it started to annoy me and I wish they'd just freaking come in already. The most unnerving thing about my hospital stay was realizing somewhere at the end of it, that the nurses could hear everything we were saying in the room from the nurses station. So all the bad shit we were saying about them being incompetent? yeah. I hated nursing in front of a nurse because I wanted to figure that out on my own (with 2nd/3rd kids) and not have someone interfering. With my first, in the nicu, there was a dr there who was just tossing my boob left and right with reckless abandon and I was so giddy with the possibility that the kid might latch on that I did not care.jen(melty)noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-26621231806371602022011-02-22T13:55:43.659-07:002011-02-22T13:55:43.659-07:00I have always been very modest and shy (I didn'...I have always been very modest and shy (I didn't take a shower for a week at camp because it was locker-room style), but in the hospital I didn't care. When the nurse was helping me to the shower the first time after my c-section, I took my gown off right in front of her, and if someone had told me beforehand I was going to strip in front of another adult---even a nurse---when I didn't have to, I'm not sure I would have believed them. I also PEED in front of a nurse, and that one even more so: I MIGHT have believed that SOMEONE ELSE SIMILAR TO ME might do such a thing, but I would have thought _I_ would have done so only if forced. And after the first time, I didn't blink when the nurses came in and just immediately started prodding and peeking without mentioning they were going to. I agree: their attitudes (along with the surreal feeling of the whole childbirth experience) REALLY affected how I felt about things.Swistlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13126937282657655091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-25301229091615266182011-02-22T13:16:19.709-07:002011-02-22T13:16:19.709-07:00I wore the gown and mesh undies but my boobs were ...I wore the gown and mesh undies but my boobs were out a lot of the time and I could not believe how many people just paraded into the room without knocking includin the guy who collected the trash and dirty linens and the guy who brought the meals. I vaguely remember several people coming thru the room when I was in labor (not the midwife or nurse ). And the whole peering in your undies thing... Yep- cringe!Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12867018103109905690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-14035559898384601242011-02-22T13:11:35.602-07:002011-02-22T13:11:35.602-07:00I wore the gown with Bud, but it was usually unsna...I wore the gown with Bud, but it was usually unsnapped and loose because neither of us had any idea what we were doing when it came to nursing. With Lucy, I wore my own clothes. She was in the NICU and I was being wheeled all over the hospital to get to her. I decided I liked that, and wore my own clothes after Liv too. I just pulled down my pants when the nurses came in to "just check your bottom, dear."Salyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13792107257082868851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-81057590757044806932011-02-22T11:03:04.598-07:002011-02-22T11:03:04.598-07:00I always wore the gown, but we had relatives and f...I always wore the gown, but we had relatives and friends in and out of the room all the time, and often without much of a knock- more of a "here's a tap to indicate that my body will be following this tap into your room in point five seconds." So I kept it on, but it was a pain and was always getting gross from the blood and stuff. I did leave one or both of the shoulders unbuttoned most of the time for nursing ease.<br />AND since I luckily didn't tear this time, no one was checking my underwear! First time that's happened out of the three deliveries. I thought they'd check it for the bleeding at least, but at the hospital I delivered in with Jameson, they just kind of depended on me to tell them if it seemed too heavy. I think since I'd had two kids before they figured I'd know what was normal?Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07141742419364168878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-74450593403298128892011-02-22T10:21:17.334-07:002011-02-22T10:21:17.334-07:00I could not have said this any better!
All my mo...I could not have said this any better! <br /><br />All my modesty was out the door when I was trying to arrange my tucks pads, on the ice pack, on the pad, in my mesh undies while squatted over the toilet.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01481543127426431887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-49972134964485920332011-02-22T10:14:52.643-07:002011-02-22T10:14:52.643-07:00OMG Jess you are freaking me out! LOL. But I'm...OMG Jess you are freaking me out! LOL. But I'm glad you're writing it. I need to hear it. <br /><br />I have no idea how I'm going to be in this situation. I do have some PJ's I'm planning on bringing to the hospital but have no clue if I'll actually wear them.Jenihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09882836672279336027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-86454301643960283902011-02-22T09:59:29.422-07:002011-02-22T09:59:29.422-07:00haha, i can't tell you how fast i flew to the ...haha, i can't tell you how fast i flew to the comments to read more about this. like you, i feel like one of the HUGE bonuses of reading blogs is finding out all these Things No One Told Me, so THANK YOU :)Alicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15287792370490363047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-35926413250909544482011-02-22T09:23:39.081-07:002011-02-22T09:23:39.081-07:00Yeah, you're definitely NOT alone. I tell my ...Yeah, you're definitely NOT alone. I tell my friends without babies all the time that you lose ALL modesty while having a baby. Some can't imagine it, but at least when it happens, they'll be like, "Oh yeah, Mary told me this would happen!".Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17841385181387874830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-33767576828810656822011-02-22T09:22:29.836-07:002011-02-22T09:22:29.836-07:00This sounds pretty normal to me. I actually don...This sounds pretty normal to me. I actually don't remember what I was wearing, although many of the pictures of me during this time seem to indicate very little. Also, especially after my second, that lack of modesty kind of stuck around. I went back to work (baby in tow--yay) six weeks after delivery, and once in a one-on-one conference with my boss whipped out my boob and started nursing. He almost knocked over a chair in his haste to get out of the room. So: cringe. Yet at the time it felt fine, and I chalked it up to prudishness on his part. (Lack of modesty PLUS self-serving rationalization! A great combination!)Melospizahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02967972017593146047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-36855430930970458632011-02-22T08:48:53.446-07:002011-02-22T08:48:53.446-07:00Nope, you're not alone at all! I always felt l...Nope, you're not alone at all! I always felt like if I had any residual pride left by the time I was done having the baby, it all went away when I had nurses checking and changing my pad several times a day. It is definitely on my list of things I never would have thought I'd experience.Mary Ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00642408904193300541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-86834352920165061652011-02-22T08:43:45.631-07:002011-02-22T08:43:45.631-07:00I just don't like to be naked, so I as definit...I just don't like to be naked, so I as definitely dressed. In fact, I wore my own nursing pj's while I was there. And I breastfed in public, but no one ever saw anything so I don't consider that having anything to do with modesty.Jessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04536607888498028285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-61529675173490264482011-02-22T08:38:18.599-07:002011-02-22T08:38:18.599-07:00Definitely not alone! I don't think I wore any...Definitely not alone! I don't think I wore anything except a blanket and mesh panties in the hospitalCharlottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16305726968179291142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-59907711530196485522011-02-22T08:23:42.381-07:002011-02-22T08:23:42.381-07:00I was pretty modest in the hospital, but I also ne...I was pretty modest in the hospital, but I also never got to the pushing point so it was probably a different story. I wore a nursing nightgown with the mesh underwear and yoga pants and a nursing tank once my swelling subsided. But now? I'll feed that baby anywhere, and I get annoyed when B offeres me a blanket to cover up. Feeding a child here, people, not exposing myself.Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04793480432068543767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-49433954246794897612011-02-22T08:15:30.172-07:002011-02-22T08:15:30.172-07:00Yeah, exactly the same experience. And then my mom...Yeah, exactly the same experience. And then my mom came to help out the next week and I was still getting the hang of nursing and pretty much couldn't do it with a shirt on.Janssenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13178196211079230972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-74286265319406767882011-02-22T08:08:45.596-07:002011-02-22T08:08:45.596-07:00My experience was way different, but I wish I'...My experience was way different, but I wish I'd had those same feelings! The c-section made me feel somewhat detached from what had happened, and I was in my hospital gown the entire time. I did have a nursing gown, though, so it was helpful to pull away and snuggle with Maddie skin-to-skin. I also refused to let anyone help me in the bathroom or the shower... which I DO NOT recommend. There is nothing stupider than a two-day postpartum/post-surgery woman cleaning her own blood off the floor because she's embarrassed. <br /><br />So yeah, much different - although my boobs? Yeah, NO modesty there whatsoever. Lactation, whoever - and over the next ten months my family ALL saw them at one point or another because I got tired of hiding away in a bedroom every two hours. <br /><br />I think what you did was perfectly, totally normal. My sister is an L&D nurse and it sounds like this is much more common than you would think.bessie.violahttp://www.bessieviola.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119996845182958780.post-19433407150957125412011-02-22T08:01:23.438-07:002011-02-22T08:01:23.438-07:00Oh, you're totally not alone. I had a lot of t...Oh, you're totally not alone. I had a lot of these experiences as well. So much so that when the doctors offer for me to stay longer in the hospital to 'rest'. I look at them like they are crazed lunatics. Rest? Hmph.<br /><br />I find that my modesty is pretty much compromised until I quit nursing and start remembering that normal people keep their shirt on pretty much all the time. Even in public where I would cover up as much as possible and still have the baby be comfortable enough to eat...you know, most people don't get naked in public even under a blanket.Mistyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01789220521394306503noreply@blogger.com