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Shayna is my third daughter. I had already had one vaginal hospital birth with my first, Brittany, and one cesarean for a brow presentation with my second, Morgan. The last few weeks of my pregnancy with Shayna, she kept flipping from head up (breech) to head down (vertex). It was crazy to watch her flip. When I went to my 39 wk visit with my OB, Shayna was breech, again. The OB played on my fears and my pregnant state - being tired, very pregnant, etc. She told me that she would not allow me to VBAC if my daughter was breech. She told me that my baby didn't have as much room to move around in there so it was unlikely that she would flip again. She wanted to schedule my cesarean for 4 days later. I fell for all of it, hook, line, and sinker. I should have known better. Neither of my first two daughters had been born before 41 weeks. Shayna had plenty of time to flip again. She had already proved she had plenty of room! She'd been flipping for weeks. I showed up for the cesarean like a good patient. Shortly after she cut me open, it got ugly. I was staring at the light over the surgery table and realized that I could see what they were doing. It wasn't a mirror, so it wasn't a perfectly clear view, but it was pretty good. As soon as she cut my uterus open, I saw a little hand pop out. My first thought was, "Hi baby!" My second was, "That's not right." Shayna was laying transverse across my belly and had gotten herself wedged up under my ribs. I am very short waisted, this would not be hard to achieve. My OB called for the attending doctor to come assist her. She kept working, struggling more and more to get my baby out. She called for the attending to come assist her again and I heard one of the nurses tell her that he couldn't, he was delivering another baby. There was a student observing my OB perform my cesarean. She asked him to step back from the table. My OB was panicking. It is one of the worst things in the world to be a person being operated on and listening to your surgeon panicking. Naturally, then I had a panic attack, I think the first I ever had. I watched her add a vertical cut to the low transverse that she had started with. She did do everything she could to try to turn my daughter to get her to come head or butt first before she made the vertical incision. My daughter and I both had the bruises to show for it later. The incision she used is called an Inverted T. When my OB came to talk to me about the surgery, she told me that if she were to attend me through another pregnancy that she would insist on a repeat cesarean at 38 weeks and that I should never labor again. That my risk of rupture would be far too high to risk it.

After the natural birth of my fourth daughter, Thalea, discovering that it was indeed possible to have a vaginal birth after an unusual cesarean scar, I wanted to tell the world. I started a Yahoo group called Life After Inv T for women who had unusual cesarean scars like mine. It grew quickly. Eventually, there were so many scar variations that I had to change the name to Special Scars ~ Special Women. We then added a Facebook group. On June 24, 2011, our application for Non-Profit Organization was accepted by the state of Ohio. I was amused by the timing, it was my VBAC baby's 4th birthday. This organization has grown by leaps and bounds. We are nearing 800 members at the moment, though I know that we are only reaching a very small fraction of the number of women who have Special Scars. We support women all over the world who have unusual scars on their uterus.

Click here for more information about Special Scars.  The long version of the History of Special Scars is here.

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