I just wanted to share an experience that felt very healing to me. I had 2 c sections, and I've been working hard to make peace with it in my heart and mind. I don't think that anything can ever take away my longing for giving birth the way I dreamed of, but my boys and I had this little experience that filled my heart with some healing feelings.
My oldest DS (3 1/2) was looking at pictures of his birth (c-section) and of the pregnancy. He was amazed at how he was in my tummy. He then looked at me and said "I go in your tummy now!" I think perhaps he needed the experience too. Anyway, he crawled up under my shirt and snuggled there for a long time. I patted his back, hummed lullabies, and rocked while he was tucked up under my shirt. Then he said, "I come out now? Out of your tummy?" As he came squirming out from under my shirt, I envisioned giving birth to him the way I had wanted to. I imagined him slipping out of me, all goopy, under our own power, not being yanked out under cold bright lights. I pulled him up on my chest, just like I had wanted to 3 1/2 years ago. I held him and said the things I wanted to say at his birth. "I am so happy to see you! I love you so much!" etc etc. He seemed so happy. For me, under the power of my imagination, it felt real. It felt like a little piece of the big hole in my heart had been patched.
Here he was "in my tummy":

Baby was jealous and wanted to snuggle too:


I don't care that my shirt will now fit a small whale, it was worth it!!