So with my own kids I was a natural birth freak. Loved labor. Never took a med. Delivered at home once before the midwife got there...yadda, yadda, yadda.
Along comes the first set of surro-twins....placenta previa (undiagnosed), lots of bleeding, hey how about a c-section so you don't die right now. Yes please.
Twin set number two. VBAC...sure...but we don't really mean it we are just telling you that. When you are in labor in the hospital we will section you unless you want to argue with us in front of your IFs. Section please.
Surro singleton number 1: VBAC...yes please. Labor for hours. No progress. Labor some more. No progress....oops baby is breech and sunny side up and not pushing on cervix and besides cervix is still pissed off about being called incompetent last time so he's not giving up an inch of dilation. Fast forward 12ish hours. No dilation. No meds. C-section...yes please.
So you can understand my skepticism today when VBAC was brought up. I wanted to say, "Lady there's not a snowball's chance in hell that I am ending up with a vaginal birth and you know it but if you want to play modern in touch OB, knock your socks off. Sure I'll take a VBA3C because you and I both know the hospital will be so supportive of that." If it were my own kid I would fight for it but yeah...so not thinking my IF who is an ER and ICU physician will be considering this. So I will say VBAC please while in my heart I know it will be another section.
Honestly at this point it's whatever. If the guys get a healthy baby and I don't die, we'll call it all good, retire the severely overused uterus and ride off into the sunset where all good surrogates go.