Five months ago, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy via caesarean section. My labour hadn’t gone wrong, and no medical advice had necessitated it. I simply chose to.
Yet this choice seems to be one that people make all sorts of assumptions about – from the grumpy and reluctant consultant who told me how foolish I was, to the “too posh to push” brigade who categorise women who have elective C-sections as superficial or cowardly.
