When my oldest son was born via C-section, I didnt feel like I'd given birth. I know, I know, friends and family kept telling me that it didnt matter how my son came into the world as long as he was healthy, and I knew they were right. But I had always wanted to experience a natural, vaginal birth and I couldnt help feeling cheated. (I realize not all women who have had a C-section feel that way.) I remember opening my eyes when I woke up from surgery and looking over at my baby boy laying there in the plastic container they put him in and thinking, "That baby over there...is my son?" I didn't feel any connection to him. It could be any child sleeping there. That one just so happened to be the one that was in my womb, I guess, I didn't see him come out. I didn't hear his first cry. I wasn't present at all for his birth. … Continued