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Originally Posted by Tam Well the short basic story of it is: I did go in to be induced, but that day they didn't know their head from their elbow, I was told stay home at first as there was no beds, then when we did get there there was no bed made, we eventually got showed to my bed then told "we will be with you shortly, we are waiting for the monitoring machine" and told again, and again and again, they then decided that as it had gone 5.30pm by this time that they needed to contact a registrar to see that it was OK to go ahead with the induction at that time (I have never heard anything like it, as I know that 10pm is one of the slots for induction). Anyway I was eventually told I would have it done the next day....... At 5.30am the next morning when they came to examine me, the machine which monitors the babies heartbeat was showing I was having contractions and on examination I was 3 cms dilated.....well this was ace, as I couldn't feel a thing BUT during the examination they couldn't tell if Alfie was breech or not, so I was examined a few times by different people, then they decided I had to have a scan.....YAY he was not breech! I was admitted to the labour ward from the ward I was on at 9.00am, but eventually got there at 10.00am after waiting on the scan.....I stayed comfortable and unaware of the contractions until til 7.30pm that night when I had to have an assisted ARM, and when I say assisted, Alfie was not engaged so a Doctor had to put his hand inside me and grab hold of Alfie's head to assist him down into the pelvis, as there was a danger that as the water came out, the cord would come out before Alfie engaged and Alfie could land on it and cut off his air supply. That was so uncomfy I can't tell you It made me swear, and I am so aware of what I am doing, so I try not to swear but I had no choice Anyway once that happened, I started feeling the contractions and they came on thick and fast and before long I was needing more than gas and air..... Cut a long story short, Alfie never did engage and after 10hrs of active labour, a change of midwives, a midwife with a terrible bedside manor who spoke to Paul and my sister like they were shit and no letting me know what the plans were norr any care and reseting the flow metre for my epidural or no concern for my SPD, I had to be taken into Theatre where they had to put me into stirrups, tip the bed on its side and help me push, I was very lucky as they were considering a possible C-Section, but I managed to push him out and they had to use a suction cap, but he came out with a tiny cry, was plonked on my belly and grabbed hold of my little finger, which made me cry and it was all over! The best bit about the experience, was although I had an epidural, I could feel Alfie being born, there was no pain at all, but I could feel him coming out, it was brilliant........and then when he grabbed hold of my finger, that was just sooooo lovely, I got all choked up! He is a very good baby, we don't even know we have him.....he is feeding an average of every 2-3 hours but he has a rotten cold so he takes what he can manage with his bunged up nose, then tops up again, but then he will sleep for 5-7 hours. As for the caffeine, I knew nothing about it when PG with Jade and she was as mellow as anything, she was another one we never knew we had......and she went thru the night from 3 weeks old.....sadly Alfie has had his cold from 3 weeks, but he is getting over it slowly, but is happy and content non the less! |
Hey there, sorry I didnt reply sooner.
Wow, 10 hours of active labour and nothing? That would drive me absolutely insane, I mean they say that for first time mothers the average labour tiime is 13 hours, so I cant imagine how frustrating it was for you being through it once already and having to endure 10 hours of labour with nothing really happening.
It must have been an odd sensation feeling Alfie being born even though you had drugs, some women cant feel a damn thing and apparently this can cause a distressed labour? though I dont know how true that is as I have never had a baby (as of yet)
Its so funny you should mention your second midwife being rude because mine is EXACTLY the same and I am contemplating asking for someone else. When I met mine for the first time she was more than aware that I was absolutely terrified of ANYTHING and everything relating to health/medical, so it was pretty obvious that I was going to panic- well all she could say to me was "Well, I want a quiet life"; I mean SERIOUSLY, this woman works with pregnant women, how on earth is she going to have a quiet life?
I'm telling ya, some people are so bloody rude.
In regards to Alfie and the little scare of having his oxygen supply cut off, that muts have been terrifying for you. It must be terrifying for anyone having to hear something like that, but thankfully he's here today and going strong.
Babies these days really can outlive ANYTHING; I mean when I was born I was 2 months prem weighing only 1lb, maybe 1 and a half, and I was very very unwell- My mother was drinking when pregnant, taking drugs, sniffing glue, you name it, she did it which is probably why I ended up so ill by having water and blood on the brain, but babies these days, wow, having water/blood on the brain is something minor this day and age, where-as when I was born it was most certainly something very major.
And did you hear about that baby born at 26 weeks? (or maybe it was 24?)
Children are such fighters and that's normally progressing before they're even born.
I'm so glad that everything worked out fine for you despite your long labour and worries that baby was breech (I breech baby has got to hurt, SURELY?)
Alfie is a gorgeous little boy and you should be very proud of him and yourself for producing something so special.
Again, about that midwife, if you decide to have more children and end up seeing her again, smack her in the mouth from me will ya
Oh and lastly, I hope Alfie gets rid of his cold soon. It must be awful for the little man having a bunged up nose, it's bad enough for us and we're meant to be adults lol.