Editor’s Note: This post comes from guest author, Dara T. Mathis, about her experience and care received during the birth of her daughter.

Last year, I gave birth to a 6-pound, 9-ounce baby girl via Caesarean section. It was one of the happiest days of my life, but it was also one of the worst. My daughter’s accelerated heart rate meant that I would undergo unexpected, emergency surgery. I have long been terrified of needles and surgeries, but I was even more concerned about my little bean’s health.

I chose the C-section because it was the best option for her safety. Still, I felt terror at the thought of being cut open. The news of imminent surgery brought tears to my eyes; the hospital staff kept them there. The doctor on call rushed through her spiel about why I needed to sign the forms now instead of weighing my options for a surgeon who wasn’t at the end of an 11-hour shift.

Wheeling me into the operating room, one of the nurses called me a crybaby. The anesthesiologist crouched in front of my face and told me that I was not in control. God was in control. Didn’t I care about my baby? It wasn’t about me anymore. I should dry my tears because today was the joyful day my baby would be born.


Our precious babies will always be important. But their mothers are, too.

And born she was, whole and healthy. For this, I was grateful, in awe of the wondrous little person swaddled in my lap. But I was wrecked emotionally. Anger and helplessness and pain washed over me in waves until it pushed water from the corners of my eyes. I would hide in the bathroom with the door shut. My baby had arrived and I was healing from the abdominal surgery just fine. So why was I crying?

My wounds were invisible, internal. And because I could not physically point to where I was hurting, I denied the pain. I told myself that I had no right to feel this way. It wasn’t about me anymore, as the anesthesiologist had informed me. The baby was all that mattered.

Months after my experience, I have come to understand that no person deserves the treatment I received from the doctors and nurses at the hospital. The verbal barrage aimed at me while I labored assaulted my dignity and self-esteem during an extremely vulnerable time. I am both thankful for my precious daughter and angry at the now-defunct maternity ward.

Inasmuch as we live in a country (the United States) that allows women the freedom to choose a variety of birth experiences for themselves and their children, I am confident in saying that all women want the same thing: safe delivery of their babies. Whether this safe delivery occurs through water birth, in a hospital, on a bed, or on an operating table, our desired result is the long-awaited baby. But this is not the only desired result of childbirth. Women have a medical need to emerge from the delivery room psychologically whole.

Verbal and physical abuse—let’s call it what it is—and violence against women in childbirth have been well documented. Mothers are being attacked by the very individuals who are there to assist them in delivering their babies. This is an outrage.

After writing an article detailing my ordeal, I was appalled to learn that my negative experience with hospital staff was not unusual. But why had I never heard about the rampant mistreatment of pregnant women prior to my own delivery? So many women responded that they had also received belittling comments, mockery, and even laughter at their distress during labor, all from medical professionals.


Dara with her daughter

Perhaps what is most insidious about this bullying is the culture of shame that it encourages: We are told to silence our pain. We are told we are just confused, or being selfish, or victims of our own hormones. Women are told that as long as they are holding an infant, the hole in their heart should not exist.

Some health care providers may see themselves as coaches delivering a dose of tough love to moms-to-be, but women have the right to expect humane, respectful treatment during this transformative process. Considerate care for a laboring woman is not “mollycoddling”; it’s common sense. Stress and external pressure during labor has the physical effect of disrupting and stalling the bodily process, while emotional trauma puts us at risk for post-partum depression, which has a direct effect on our babies. If the baby is the “most important” individual in the room, then the health of that baby’s mother is of paramount concern for the medical staff in the room.

Asking a woman to carry and bear a child and have no emotional investment in that child’s arrival is like asking her to be a ketchup bottle. A ketchup bottle is an empty vessel waiting to be filled. If the contents get stuck, you can have your way with a ketchup bottle. Flip it upside down. Shake vigorously. Curse at its dogged refusal to release the goods. Smack it firmly on the bottom a few times because it deserves this. By and by, a ketchup bottle will reward your tough love with a sweet glob of red sauce. No one worries about its manhandled dignity because only the ketchup matters; the bottle is just a means to an end.

But we are women, not ketchup bottles. We are not to be flipped off and shaken up in attempts to loosen our resolve to have the safe and affirming birth we desire. We have no use for abusive, infantilizing language that shames us for our actions, our choices, or our emotions.

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Certainly, motherhood calls upon women to assume the mantle of caring for their helpless infant. This does require sacrifice, but martyrdom is an entirely different thing. We do not have to take abuse—pardon my expression—lying down.

Many women do not know of the recourses available to them in the event of an incident. Because of the vulnerable position that new mothers are in, it can be difficult to handle the emotional trauma and also research the steps necessary to lodge a complaint. This is true for me; I never formally documented my experience with the medical staff. I’m relieved to hear that ImprovingBirth.org has released a toolkit that assists mothers in reporting inappropriate behavior against them during labor and delivery. [To view the Complaint Toolkit by Improving Birth: click here.]

It seems almost absurd to insist that women in childbirth are not inanimate objects devoid of feeling and feelings. We must take back the narrative of our birth experiences because we deserve happy memories. We deserve dignified treatment. One report, one story at a time can help change the sometimes hostile climate of a labor room for the better. At the very least, I’ve gained strength from speaking my truth and reading those of other women. And the next time I give birth, if anyone as much as snaps at me, I will whip the ketchup bottle out of my bag and hand it to them. Let them beat on that.

12910266_10107427024275663_1188753125_nDara T. Mathis is a freelance writer and editor whose work often interrogates the intersections of race, culture, and motherhood. You can find her writing about biscuits and other wonderful things at TrulyTafakari.com.

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  1. Jenny says:

    I’m so sorry you went through that. No one deserves to be treated that way. Thank you for sharing your experience.

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