Thursday 27th November
1am Went to bed abnormal, about 11am, after a restless few nights because of having a bad cold etc, DH said nothing was going to stop him getting a good night's sleep short of me going into labour. Famous last words! I awoke at 1am having felt a little gush, went to the toilet and it was clear my waters had gone. And boy did they go! It was like on TV! I'll never scoff at the lack of realism again! Rang triage to let them know. Started getting cramps after 15 minutes and contractions started by about 1.45am. I worried though as I couldn't feel the baby move so phoned triage again and was asked to go in.
2am-4.30am Me, DH and my Mum all at hospital on the monitor. Baby moving fine, waters still gushing, contractions coming maybe every 5 or 6 minutes but not very strong yet. Sent home to sit it out with the promise of a MW visit later in the morning. Went home and tried to sleep a bit.
9.30am MW arrived and checked me over then informed me it was policy to only allow 18 hours from waters going before being admitted for antibiotic treatment. They hadn't mentioned this at the hospital so was kicking myself for not being more active through the morning. Started to wander about trying to get things going.
1pm Contractions going off the boil so rang the homeopath or recommended a treatment which within 5 minutes brought the contractions on thick and fast. Coming regularly every 3 minutes and lasting for a full minute. Pain was getting pretty terrible so rang triage about half 1 to get the MW back with some gas and air. Going into agonies and it was not until about 3pm when the MWs finally arrived. There was a cock-up with the idiot in triage who we'd spoken to who thought my waters had gone at 1pm not 1am so no-one was in a hurry to get to me.
3pm Once the MW were there they gave me an internal and I was only 2cm. We filled the pool in preparations and my contractions went off again. I knew I only had til 7pm to get a good progression into labour or I'd have to go to hospital. Wasn't allowed in the pool until I was 5cm so was sat at the bed on my knees through the contractions.
7pm Had an internal which showed I'd only progressed to 3cm. There was no choice but to go to hospital. Gutted.
8.30pm Arrived at hospital. The MWs had got me the room with the pool in, which was nice. Had some toast as hadn't really eaten much all day. Shift changed so we got a new MW. It was really busy so we weren't seen much. Went on the antibiotic drip and sat on the birthing ball a bit. This seemed to slow the contractions so stopped with that! The pool was filled and I was allowed in to ease the pain of the contractions but told to get out if they went off again. In the pool they were coming the same, about 5 or 6 minutes apart and fairly painful but not too bad. Just on G&A.
11.30pm Had a weird change in the pain which became hugely intense and seriously awfully painful. By this time had a different MW in with me and she and my Mum began to wonder if it was transition. They thought the sounds I was making were pushing sounds and got me to push. It was the worst pain and I felt I was getting nowhere, didn't know how or where to push, it was terrifying and DH was desperately worried about me. After about an hour of this the MW finally got me out of the pool to see what was going on and found I was only 4cm dilated!! I was so cold and stressed by this point. I was given pethidine as the pain was incredible which though I didn't notice any pain relief I'm told did settle me a bit. I started dozing between contractions which though hugely painful were still only 5 mins or so apart.
Friday 28th November
6am The doctor came and popped me on syntocinon to bring the contractions up. I was told I'd be allowed 4-6 hours of this and if progress wasn't enough it would be emergency C-section. Lots of hugely hugely painful contractions as the drip built up so I caved in and asked for an epidural. Bythis time after the hours of labour and all the pushing in the pool I was physically destroyed and couldn't handle the pain at all. So I got the epidural. At first this was fine, my right leg went fairly numb but I could still move my left by itself. Then as the contractions increased in intensity it became apparent that the epidural wasn't working. Some time before my 4-hour internal the anaesthetist came to top up the epidural saying I could only feel the contractions because they ahd got more intense. Both legs were then pretty immobile but I could still feel everything in my uterus plus another window on the right side of my back. Boy was the epidural a mistake. On entenox for the pain but it was really not enough. We were waiting for the anaesthetist to come and fix the epidural properly (would need moving I think) but they were all tied up in theatre with emergency sections.
10am The magic time for checking surprised us all by showing I was fully dilated and ready to push. The drip was turned up more to bring on stronger contractions for pushing - it was clear that this entire time, though Byron was correctly positioned, he was not rightly so for dilation and I was getting nowhere at all without the drugs. The anaesthetist finally turned up to fix the epidural but it was pointless by then. I started pushing. It was indescribably painful and I was out of my mind with exhaustion. My legs and back were so numb I couldn't really push, couldn't feel what I was doing so the MW guided me and thought I was doing ok. Pushed for maybe 45mins before begging for instrumental intervention as I knew in my heart I couldn't push the baby out. Because my legs were so entirely numb the MW put them into stirrups so I could push against them without needing to try and control them. We also turned off the epidural in the hops some feeling would come back into my legs, given that it was doing nothing for the contractions anyway. Couldn't believe my home water birth was now me on my back in hospital on all medications with my legs in stirrups! MW said I was doing well but I knew it was too much for me. I asked for the ventouse and so the doctors were called for. Took so long for them to arrive (to me) and I was dying with the pain as I just couldn't use the entenox through any of the pushing stage at all so was essentially without pain relief at all. Had to have an episiotomy to use the cup (sounded like I needed one anyway though) and while the doctor was messing about with this it felt like an age and every contraction was killing me. I couldn't push anymore yet it as impossible not to push with the contraction and I was pushing 5 times per contraction. I was screaming and crying so much. (It's making me watery eyed just remembering!) Finally the cup was on and together we managed to get Byron out with one contraction and baby Byron Coleridge was born at 11.40am. He was put on my chest. I'd asked to wait for the cord to stop pulsating but they were worried about getting my stitches in and by that time it seemed almost pointless to do anything naturally. We waited a few minutes to get the most out of it then cut the cord and the placenta was delivered easily (had the injection of course) and I was stitched up.
So from natural home water birth it was pretty disappointing to have gone into hospital, had pethidine and an epidural, delivered on my back with legs in stirrups, and had both an episiotomy and an instrumental delivery. It was a total of 34 and a half hours of labouring.
The placenta was really healthy and Byron was completely covered in vernix still so we think he wasn't ready to come out and my waters had gone simply because they couldn't be contained any longer, hence not being able to do anything with my contractions.
I had to stay in hospital overnight because my waters had been broken for over 32 hours (or something like) Byron had to be checked for infection for 12 hours, despite me having received intravenous antibiotics every 4 hours since arriving at the hospital.
But of course Byron is totally perfect and DH and I are completely in love with him! I'm a physical wreck and can hardly sit because of stitches and piles but every day I feel a little better. So here is my new man!
got home had a shower sat down for a few hours as contrations wernt regular i didnt want to phonee then labour ward as my thinking it would be a waste of time and would maybe been told to wait.
1am me and oh went to bed and tryed getting to sleep but my contractions had started coming evry 6mins we made sure we had evrythink we need in hospital bag, money car seat e.g by this time is was about 2:00am oh phoned the labour ward explained the situation they told us to come in we phoned a taxi and got to the hospital at 2:45am.
i was examined i was only 2cm dialated i was bleeding i was crappin myself thinkin this ent normal my waters were a greeny colour cuz chloe had pooed in me lol. so babys heart was moniterd though out and my contrations were also being moniterd as they were still not regular i was put on the drip to speed things up abit and was having my blood presure taken quiet often because it was very high i had to take tablets to try and bring it down.At this point ild completely lost track of time and me and oh were knackerd oh was fallin asleep in the chair my contrations were getting stronger and much more painfull so first i was given paracetamol and then puton gas and air this was about 6:30am and gosh that is good stuff! made me feel very light headded i didnt wna take it cuz i made me feel funny but the contrations still hurt then i was put on pethline oh was told to get some think to eat and a drink cuz we were gunna be there a while.
i went to the toliet for a wee i said to oh i either need a S**T or this baby is cumming so i tryed to have a number two nothink was happening next thing u know i just felt the need to push so i was pushing on the toilet lmao! the midwife came in to cheak every think was alright then helped me back on to the bed what seemed like moments later she was telling me she could see a head.i was just pushing i couldnt feel the contractions any more.And then the midwife told us the babys heart rate was dropping i swear i had never pushed soo much in my life i scared me soo much i thought she was not gunna make it.
she came out making little shouts no cryes i thought some thing was wrong then they placed my beautiful little girl on my chest forgetting to tell me the sex she is sooo beautifull i am very proud of all three of us.
Also i was that out of it with all the drugs i had been given i said yes to them cutting me to get her out easier and to let a student training midwife watch somethink i would NEVER do!! lol
weighing 6lb 2oz Chloe Louise King :D:D:D:cloud9::cloud9::cloud9::cloud9:
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On Monday night my partner and I arrived at the hospital to begin the induction process at 6pm. Due to some minor complications, we ended up not actually being able to start the initial stage until about 11pm - then I was allowed to go to sleep in the maternity ward.
In the morning, there was absolutely no change in my cervix, so they repeated the same procedure with applying artifical prostigalins and we had to wait another night to see if it worked.
Wednesday morning, first thing, they checked me and I'd dialated 2cms, so they were able to rupture my membranes and start the oxytocin drip to bring on contractions, at around 9:30am.
At first it was great, I was SO excited to be having contractions, even though they hurt. By 11am I was in the swing of it, handling the contractions well and they were fairly strong and about 2-4 minutes apart.
At 1pm it became VERY intense and they midwife encouraged me to use the gas, because it was an induction, it was going to be more painful and intense than a natural labour, and with gas, I was handling it all great, my contractions were lasting 1 minutes and 1 minute between. I was so focused on what I was doing with each contraction the rest of the room had faded away, which was an amazing feeling, I did in that phase feel so powerful and in control - with the occasion outbursts of tears, I'll admitt!
At around 4pm I went to the toilet and there was heaps of black goop in my knickers and I panicked and called for help - this is where my memory of events is foggy because I (fortunately for my sanity) went into emotion shock.
Basically, bubba had pooped because he was stressed and because he was breech it came straight out - not the best way to find out the baby is breech. I can remember lots of doctors appearing and asking me lots fo questions - I had to try to fill in the gaps in my medical history between contractions and prove that I was mentally capable of consenting to an emergency c-section. They quickly ran through all the possible risks and complications and I dont remember a word anyone said.
I remember being really freaked out because an epidural scares me, I asked for a general... which of cause they said no... but...at the time, it was worth asking.
By the time I as ready for surgery I felt totally dead, I wasn't even scared anymore, but when my hubby was able to come and see me and he held my hand and talked about the baby we would have in just a few minutes I felt human again and after a few painless minute I heard the baby crying and I started crying, because everything was okay.
Jasper was born at 5:25pm, Wednesday 19th November, 7.8 pounds and perfectly healthy, 11 days overdue and well worth the wait.
I'd also managed with my labouring to get to 8cm dialated, so given another hour or so I'd have delivered him on my own if he'd not let us know he was breech, which I feel very proud to have gotten that far, even though it was a little bit of a shame it didn't really count!
Basically, over the next 3 days I spent in hospital all of the medical staff who'd examined me leading up to my delivery (I'd had 5 inernals by 5 different people during the 2 days before labour) came and apologised to me for not realising he was breech until I was well into labour, which was nice, although I'm just now realising how much it hurt me to have had that experience when they could have either not induced me and had a planned c-section or had they realised a few weeks ago, possibly actually re-position him and I'd have had a normal labour, possibly without the need for an induction!
I'll admit I didn't put him down for 3 whole days and nights, I barely even let his daddy hold him for more than a few minutes because I'd been so scared and so traumatised by the whole experience, I needed to hold him to make i it all okay... Its only been the last 2 days that I've been happy to let him sleep in his own bed - which he does beautifully, he feeds and sleeps so easily, I guess I deserve a little bit of an easy ride!
NOW for the bit that makes it ALL better! My baby boy!!!
They had to give me jelly to get my cervix ripened which ended up causing me to have terrible contractions, and the pain was so unbearable they told me at 11 if I was dilated to at least a 3 they could start my pitocin and give me my epidural.
They ended up checking me at 10:30 and I was a 3 so they started everything. Around 3:30 am they checked me and I was a 5. and then around 4:20 they checked me again and I was told 7, and just as the nurse left the room, I felt this terrible pressure and had this feeling like I needed to push against it. So I called the nurse back in and she told me I was complete. It had been only a few minutes since she had last checked me.
I pushed for about 5 minutes before the dr was called.
And then about 10 more minutes of pushing and she was out, I had to have an episiotomy and now have stitches down there but am glad its all over with.
Harley was born 3 weeks early and came out at 6:06am weighing 8lbs 1oz.
Here's a few pics of her!:cloud9::cloud9::cloud9::cloud9::cloud9::cloud9:
]]>I was scheduled for an appointment with my midwife for 11 o' clock the afternoon of November 18; just a routine checkup. I was a little upset because I felt that: A) My baby was never going to be born, and B) The appointment was just going to tell me the same. So I showed up and my midwife went to check me. She said that I was still at 5 cm, 70 effaced, and that my bag of waters was bulging -- so really, no change from last time. But she told me that she would check with labor and delivery anyway, to see if they would admit me to be induced. Because I was GBS positive, she was worried if I went home and went into labor, as far dilated as I was, I wouldn't come in in time to get my 4 hour course of antibiotics before the baby would come.
She came back in singing "Happy Birthday" and let me know that I was going to be admitted right then and there, that afternoon. DH and I were shocked, but really excited! We got our bags out of the car, went up to the third floor, and were admitted. First I got an IV with a saline drip and a penicillin drip. Then I sat in bed for four hours, getting regular Braxton Hicks and just waiting... it was the hardest part, lol, at least mentally. I wanted that baby NOW!:hissy:
So once the penicillin was finished, they started me on pitocin. I kept expecting the contractions to become more painful, but they stayed the same... just a mild, uncomfortable Braxton Hicks. They came back to check my cervix after an hour on the pitocin and found while I was 80 effaced and -1 station, I was still at 5 cm. Basically, the contractions weren't "real labor" contractions. So they decided to break my waters -- oh, joy!
The guy that broke my waters was still learning (he was being supervised), and yeah, it was waaaay uncomfortable. Apparently it was a very thick bag of waters that they really had to scratch at, and it hurt probably five times as much as a regular cervical exam. When they broke them I expected to feel a huge gush of water, but it was just a little trickle... not much at all. Maybe two minutes after they broke my waters the contractions started, and HARD. I mean, REALLY, REALLY PAINFUL. I didn't expect them to hurt so much, but they felt like -- honestly, I know this is pretty nasty -- the worst gas pains of my life. They also had a definite pattern to them, going from bearable and peaking to horrible, excruciating gut-wrenching pains.
The anesthesiologist had come in to explain the option of an epidural right afterwards, and had barely left the room by the time I whimpered, "Give me the epidural." Or maybe it was more like, "Ohhh, motherf***er, I want that ****ing epidural, NOW!" :blush: Yeah, it was painful, all right.
They got me set up for the epidural while I was contracting what felt like every other minute. The worst part was that the contraction monitor wasn't picking up my contractions, so I felt like I was the biggest wuss in the world. I wondered, if my contractions aren't even strong enough to be read and it feels this bad, what will intense labor be like?! I had DH squeeze the life out of my hand every time I had a contraction, even though it's normally the other way around. I just wanted a different pain to distract me, so he squeezed and squeezed until my fingers mashed together... and he felt horribly guilty about it, even though I kept saying, "Harder, dammit, squeeze them harder!" My right index finger still hurts, but hey, it was really effective in distracting me. But I digress.
A minute or so after I got the epidural in, my legs felt quite dead and numb, but I now felt this extreme pressure on my cervix. The nurse checked and found that I was 9 cm, 100 effaced, and the baby was +1 station. She lifted my bed to the upright sitting position and said that she needed to let the doctors know that I would be ready to push in a minute or so. Because the pain was so much less now, I was able to joke with my husband... I felt much, much better. I'm glad I asked for the epidural when I did, because the nurse said if I had waited any longer they wouldn't have been able to do it. I was just pleased that the contractions I was feeling were actual, factual labor contractions -- I wasn't just a big ol' wussy!:happydance:
The nurse told me after about ten minutes of sitting upright that I should do some practice pushing to get the baby down. So with every contraction she would have me push to the count of 10, then relax for a breath and repeat it two more times. After three sets of contractions and three practice pushing sessions, the doctor came in and it was time to deliver! Hallelujah!
At this point the baby's head was very far down, far enough that they could see his full head of hair (!). I started contracting and pushed for three more sets. I remember that it didn't hurt that much, but that there was a LOT of pressure. I could really feel him coming out... it was, like they say, taking the biggest dump of your life (I know, TMI):dohh:. But in a beautiful, miraculous way, lol. After one more contraction and round of pushing, David was born!!!!!!
He came out with a big gush of fluids, kicking and screaming and very upset at me. DH cut the umbilical cord, and they whisked the baby away to be cleaned up. I remember that DH was shaking and had tears in his eyes, and he couldn't stop smiling. It was so cute. I then delivered the placenta (this took like two seconds as they just really tugged the thing out, and it looked like a giant, nasty liver:dohh:), and got a few stitches. The stitching part wasn't at all bad, it just felt like someone was pinching at you -- though this is probably due to the epidural I got. I only tore to the smallest degree, though, so it could have been so much worse.
They weighed my son and he came out to be a healthy, hefty 8 lb 6 ounces! I did worry because I had to be induced that my dates might be off and he might be a little small, but thankfully that wasn't at all true. He cried until I got him on my breast and then he fed for 45 minutes, and slept for a few hours. I couldn't stop staring at him the whole time, he was just so beautiful. He is still so beautiful.
I spent the next two days in the hospital, recovering and bleeding like nobody's business. For about the next eight hours my legs were numb from the epidural and I couldn't walk. But now we're home and getting adjusted to it being the three of us instead of just the two of us! I've been lucky so far in that David is a pretty good little baby. He cries but not excessively, and he does have times after a good, long feed that he will actually sleep three hours without so much as a whimper, so I have been getting a lot more sleep than I expected! And he is so, so easy to breastfeed -- when he's hungry he will open his mouth really wide and actually latch himself on!:rofl: No encouragement needed, lol.
I am so in love with my little boy, my David Danger. :cloud9: I would go through this pregnancy all over again fifty times if I had to.
]]>So, I had been suffering with some blood pressure problems from about 36 weeks and was being closely monitored. I went along for a check at the hospital on Tuesday 15th and at that appointment they advised that they would examine me, if possible do a sweep and if nothing happened then they had booked me in for an induction the following Wednesday. Thomas was actually due on 26th October.
Well the sweep was done (painful), and the registrar said it was a good sweep and that she thought I would respond well to it as I was already starting to dilate slightly. She said there was a 50% chance of something happening within 48 hours.
48 hours later, nothing had happened, other than spotting. No pains or anything. That was Thursday evening, about 4pm. I was having to dip little sticks into my pee twice a day to check for protein (to do with the BP), so about 9pm I went to the toilet, peed in a cup and stuck the stick in. I then stood up to pour the pee from the cup into the loo, and liquid leaked from me onto my trousers. I sat back down on the loo, and more came out. Not a gush but a continuous trickle. I started shaking uncontrollably and called hubby. We both considered if this was wee or waters, so I caught some in the plastic cup and we decided it was waters (different colour to pee and smelled funny!).
So I put on a maternity pad and stood up - the pad was soaked and through to my trousers in no time - so now we knew. In view of my blood pressure problems, I called the hospital to see if they wanted me to go in - they said they needed to see me so off we went. Hospital was 50 minute drive from home. I was not having any contractions at this point.
We got there at about 10.30pm, and they hooked me up to the monitor and said that I was having contractions, but they were mild and irregular. Bubs was having some dips in his heartbeat so they kept me on the monitor and decided to keep me and said hubby home. He left eventually at about 3am. They left me in a side room on my own. I was now starting to feel the contractions but not more than bad period pains. I threw up and continued to get really shaky. However, they very quickly became stronger and more regular and I rang the bell and got given paracetamol. about 30 minutes later I rang again, and the midwife examined me and said I was 3 cm dilated and offered me pethadine which I had. She asled me if I wanted hubby and I said yes. She said the pethadine would take 20 minutes to work and left me with my tens machine on.
Well, they got worse very quickly an 20 minutes later I felt like I needed a poo really badly. I rang the bell and said I needed to push. I don;t think they beleived me, but she had a look and I was 9cm dlated. I had gone from 3-9cm in 20 minutes! They had no delivery suites available and my hubby was not there yet! SCared was not the word. I was told I was too late for an epidural but I was given gas and air, which I glugged on so much it stopped my contractions for a minute!
Eventually, I was taken into the only free room to deliver, which was the high dependency room which had no windows and was very medicalised. WEll ,then the fun started. I think they were all expecting him to be really quick, but I was pushing and pushing and he just wasn't coming. Eventually, they put me on a drip to strengthen the contractions. That did not make a difference. After 3 hours they decided to do a ventouse and episiotomy, and it transpired that Thomas had his fist against his cheek and his cord around his neck and wrist. That was why I couldn't get him out on my own. I was exhausted and had puched so hard, that I had fluid and air bubbles between the skin and flesh on my face and neck. It took days for this to go away.
Thomas is a real sweety and although I am still sore, have piles and not much sleep, I wouldn't change anything. ]]>
Seth was due 23rd October, and with him being my 4th baby i rather optimistically expected him to be slightly early.
I was wrong!!
After a very long, and miserable (and after trying every trick in the book) 6 days the mild pains i'd been having for the last 2 weeks, finally started to get stronger.
I went to bed on the night of the 29th, and realised at 2 am that they were coming every 10 mins. I got up, and tried to stay mobile, then awoke hubby at 3 am to let him know something was happening.
We decided to wait a bit longer at home, so we watched some TV for a while, and went to hospital, at 6 30am.
When the midwife examined me i was only 3cm, but with my history of fast labours she said we could stay in the breakfast room, and wait and see if anything happened.
I put on a tens machine, and kept walking around, but by 7 30am the pains were much worse, so the midwife examined me, and i was absolutely gutted to be told i was still only 3cms, but the midwife did say my cervix was now very thin, and stretchy. I went back to the breakfast room, and proceeded to burst into tears. Then i had two massive contractions, so the new duty midwife said she'd examine me, even though i'd only been examined 5 mins before. Well she did it, and i was 8cms. Hooray!! I tell you, i nearly ran down the corridor to the labour suite. GAS AND AIR!!
Once there the contractions continued, and they hurt ALOT more than i remember. Midwife didn't intervene, and just told me to do what came natural. So when i felt the urge i pushed. 1 push for his head, and 1 for his body. A second stage of only 1 minute. The cord was around his neck, and there was old meconium in his waters, but within 2 or 3 mins he was screaming, and put on my chest.
I wanted the cord left attached until it stopped pulsating, and he was really calm, and alert, then when it was time, i cut the cord, cause hubby felt queasy (poor love).
My beautiful baby boy weighed 8lb 15oz, and i feel truly blessed to have my four beautiful children, they are my life, and we are extremely lucky.
Seth is now 3 weeks old, and is already 10lb 2oz, he's breastfeeding well, and is beautiful.
I will post pics when i remember how xx ]]>
My story... or what I remember of it!!! And I warn you I am rambling on and on and on.........
I went into hospital on Saturday evening to be induced as I was due date + 12. I went in about 4ish and they settled me in. About 6 a clock they did and internal put in the first pessary. It didn't seem to have any effect and they sent my OH home at 8 - I was a gutted as I had been told he could stay until they assessed me to see whether I needed another one later on or whether things had got going! Anyway, by about 11pm I was starting to have some contractions, didn't need any pain relief other than the paracetamol I had had earlier in the evening. They carried on until about 3am is and then strated to wear off, but because they had started they wouldn't give another pessary! (I am rambling... sorry!)
Anyway, they assessed me again the next morning and because the baby's heart rate was a little lower than it had been I had to wait to see a doctor before they would give me my second pessary. By lunchtime, I had this and then just waited! A few niggles, but nothing much else! :dohh: They checked me again at 6ish with the hope that they'd break my waters. When the first midwife checked she said I was about 2-3cm, but waters weren't breakable! So I would have to have a 3rd attempt and OH would have to go home again :hissy: She got someone else to check, as I started to cry!, they said that it would be possible to break them so I was shipped off to delivery! :happydance: (was having contractions although not regular at this point!)
Delivery suite was fab, music on the radio, lights dimmed and gas and air on tap! All good! The midwife broke my waters at about 9pm and then it was contractions all the way! Had a lovely bath and tried to rest inbetween but they were coming quite strongly. By about midnight I had to have some diamorphine as it was agony!, then I progressed well. By about 7.30 I was fully dialated and ready to push! I had three midwives in there all giving me instructions - Huge apologies to them all as I must have been horrid to deal with!!! - I was pushing and pushing but was in alot of pain as original dose of diamorphine had well and truly ran out and I was trying to just manage on gas and air. In the end, things weren't moving anywhere and I was in agony so I begged for more - not in my birth plan, but heigh ho!!! - they gave me some and then it seemed to be all systems go.
They went to get the doctors and after 3 hours of pushing there was still no sign - at this point I was exhausted - no sleep for 2 nights - and I just didn't seem to be getting anywhere! Doctors decided I was going to need some help so decided a forcep delivery was the way forward!
My baby boy was helped into the world at 12.06pm on Monday 17th November weighing a whopping 10lbs!!! No wonder he got stuck on his way! I think my quote when I saw him was "He is a toddler!"
He is absolutely perfect and I would go through it all again tomorrow (well maybe not tomorrow...!!!) The pain and stress disappeared the second I saw him!
So sorry for the long winded way of saying that!!!
Ruby was due on Saturday the 4th October on which nothing happened to me, Ema however had baby Jacob and I really didn't mind her stealing my due date because she sure had waited long enough and it took the edge of the fact nothing was happening my end!
Wednesday 8th October
12.30pm went for a sweep which killed but was wierdly ok becuase I hoped and prayed it was going to get us somewhere.
Thursday 9th October
4.05am my waters broke - THE wierdest sensation I have ever felt in my life!
Hospital - nothing nada no pain nothing! booked in for induction 7.30 tomorrow if noting happens on it own in the mean time. But guess what nothing happened!
Friday 10th October
Lisa could probably tell you better than me what was hapenening today she had texts, phone calls, pics, the lot lol!
The first pesary was put in at 8.45 am i was 2 cm dilated but my cervix was high and thick!? by 12pm my contractions were ever 3-5 mins and had paracetamol and numerous baths but by 1pm the paracetamols weren't helping at all so I asked the midwife to examine me, I was not supposed to be examined untill 3pm (6 hours later) I was told there wasn't anyone available to examine me!!! 3pm came and went still paracetamol and baths, it got to 5.30 and I ordered Jim to find someone that second to examine me which after about half an hour they did still 2cm dilated but cervix thin and soft and had moved around!? i felt like the biggest failure why all this pain bt not much happeneing the midwife explained about there being alot of pain when you're induced!! Great!! So i asked would I have the next pessary now to speed things to which they basically replied we cant make your labour any faster becuase there isn't the staff available to deal with another labour yet so they were leaving me in all this pain becuase there wasn't enough staff to cope and they said I would probably end up on te ward that night as not much was happening well my heart broke! on the ward in this pain, without jim!!!
Anyway buy 8.30 I was writing around the bed like something not right I couldn't do much becuase everytime i got a contraction my bod froze. still nobody came to see me so all the mooing and the other farm yard animal noises i was holding inside came out and within minutes someone came to examine me and i was 6cm!! next question can I have gas and air now???? erm no we have to tak you into another room to have the baby I was like noooo i need someting now it took me ages to get to the labour suite but once i was there and on the gas and air boy was I ok!! the ok-ness didnt last long though becuase i was begging for an epidural (which every midwife there told me to have becuase i'd been induced) so the anethetist (sp?) came and sorted me out it was amazing but after about 20 mins... all of a sudden bang what the heel is that pain sooo bad they thought it may be too long since it'd been topped up but no we were fine so anethetist came back to check it had come out of my back so she tried again to which I got a pocket of pain on my right side but between the half working epidural and the gas and air I was fine but oh no she wanted to start again so she did and failed! so it was me, the pain, a glass of water some lip balm and the good old gas and air! the rest is just horrendus i'd never imagined pain like it i think if I hadn't have had the 20 mins pain free i would've been ok but i had in my head all the time epidural soon we'll be ok!!
Saturday 11th October
so by 12am I was ready to push so we got going and at 2 am I asked if she would be here within the hour and the midwife told me we'll see which obviously meant no! i was losing the will to live I honestly didn't have the energy to scratch me arse if it'd been itchy! Then Ruby Pooed which I was hyterical worrying about her so they put me on a drip and told me quite sternyl I had to get her out then all these people rushed in and it was explained that when she came out she would be taken to the table the other side of the room to be treated and we wont hear her cry as they delay it as they didnt want the meconium to go into her lungs. So I was still pushing but so exhausted was begging for a c section (the midwife said unles you mean that do not let them hear you say it, apparently it wasn't far off) poor Jim was encouraging me and telling me to keep going but he said afterward all what was coming out of his mouth was bull shit he knew in his heart i was knackered! then the consultant said we need to do an epesiotimy (sp?) so i told them all to piss of there was no way so i got the gas and ait jim said i sucked it for what seemed like about 5 mins did a ush so hard he thought i was going to have a heart attack but at 4.05am exactly 48 hours after my water had broken out came Ruby Olivia Baker weighing a huge 8lb 13oz and good 7lb'er they said when the first saw herboy were they wrong and I felt every ounce lol!!!
She was taken away but she was soon given back to us and she was the most beautiful little thing I had ever seen, looking back at photos now i realise she wasnt quite that beautiful but she is now and I lover her more than I could ever have imagined!
I really couldnt have done it wthout jim and the wonderful midwife we were lucky to have been given they were both amazing! It was the most painful but the most wonderful day of my life! ]]>
On November 13th I went to my doctor for a checkup because I had mild pre-eclampsia earlier in the week. I actually had two appointments - one with my family doctor and one with my ob-gyn. When I got to my family doctor my swelling was out of control and my blood pressure was really, really high so he sent me directly to my ob-gyn. The ob-gyn confirmed that I had full blown pre-eclampsia and admitted to the hospital.
On Friday I was getting worse so the nurses kept telling me that I would be a priority and as soon as someone delivered, I would be induced. Unfortunately for me, this past weekend was a huge baby boom because the neighbouring hospital's obstretics department was short staffed due to one of the doctors being diagnosed with cancer :(. Anyway, they were taking on births from other towns. Everytime I was getting lined up to get gel, someone else would come through the door in full blown labour.
Saturday came and the same thing was happening and I was getting REALLY fed up. After listening to one woman labour for hours and hours and sounding like she was being torutured the night before, I was pretty damn adament that I wasn't going to be induced anyway. My doctor finally came in at 6pm and talked to me and promised me I could get an epi. I was kind of confused because he had talked about a c-section because of her suspected size, but he wanted to try to see if I could go into labour by myself first. He gave me the gel and I started getting mild-moderate contractions.
At 9am on Sunday he came in and examined me and decided he was doing the section anyway :dohh: and that it would be within the next 3 hours. So they set me up on my IV and on a cafater(spelling) expecting I would be in surgery by 12pm. No such luck. I was stuck on that thing with the IV in for hours that I didn't need to be. I was getting really upset because every hour they would say "okay you're next" and then they'd say "Okay maybe in another few hours". So they gave me Nubane to calm me down which doped me up really good so I was zoned out. Then all of a sudden they got a call from the OR and they were like "okay we need her in here in 10 minutes" so they rushed me down there and I got an epidural (which took 6 attempts because I was so swollen that he couldn't find my spine. I'm sporting a nice bruise now). Then they started and a nurse was up at my head with me telling me what was going on. She didn't cry when she came out so I was really worried and kept asking the nurse over and over again why she wasn't crying. They finally brought her over to me and in my drugged up state the first thing I said was "Oh, thank God, she doesn't look like her dad" :rofl:
She was born at 5:50pm NL time. I was told at first that she was 7lbs 14oz, but the nurses thought she felt so much heavier so they weighed her again. Then the nurse who was doing my recovery came in and said "I have something to tell you, your baby wasn't 7lbs 14oz, she was really 8lbs 10oz - they forgot to reset the scale".
Her name is Renah Noelle. I originally spelt it Rinah but everyone kept asking me if it was "Ry-nah" or "Ree-nah", so in order to eliminate confusion I changed it to Renah :)
Anyway, here is the long awaited picture of my beautiful girl.
As some of you know I had a crap pregnancy and was told so many different things.I started to get very down and very worried but now the big black cloud has just gone and I wonder why I was such a wreck.Well this is how it happened :
Weds 5th november I had a growth scan to be told baby still doing well and they wanted me to carry on a bit longer.Induction for 17th November if I hadn't delivered before .I had an internal and the doctor said oh sod I may as well do a sweep as I'm here.I wasn't effaced or anything so it looked like it wouldn't work.I came home thinking it was a total waste of time.
Friday 7th November I woke up with awful period pains and I had a huge show which continued till sun eve.I was getting lots of twinges but no contractions.
Saturday 8th November.I was still losing mucas/blood and getting pain but still I thought it was just my body getting ready.I had a tough day with it.Had to take pain relief as it got to bad.Went to bed to get no sleep as my back and pelvis were constantly throbing.
Sunday 9th November. My god what a day!Pain not so bad but so busy with the kids doing homework and washing I probably didn't feel it.I couldn't keep off the loo as I felt like I had to spend a penny constantly. In a gross kind of way I got a little excited every time I went to the loo as I saw more show so knew it wouldn't be long.4pm we sat and had a roast.I then got my 1st mild contraction.I didn't think it was much so just carried on.They were coming but not regular.5:30pm I put the kids in the bath and oh my god my back was agony so I laid on bed whilst Ady (OH) took over.I could not get comfy so put the washing away and washed the kids hair.I then got a big contraction so I noted down the time to then get another.They were 8 mins apart so I thought I'll leave it till 5 mins then go in to hospital.Ady didn't believe me so got a beer out and relaxed on sofa.7pm the contractions jsuddenly dropped to every 5 and my god they hurt.Ady then panicked and rang the neighbour to come and take us to the hospital.when she got here the contractions were every 3 minutes!She refused to take me so rang 999 and got an ambulance.I was panicking that I was going to deliver at home so started to run around (the best I could)getting the kids to bed and packing a few bits up.I was getting them left right and centre.I had one on the stairs and one in the loo!My neighbours 19 yr old daughter was with her and she was terrified.Put her off for life though he he.Mandy (neighbour) was fab helping me through them whilst Ellie (daughter took over phone and spoke to the lady at the control centre.Finally the ambulance arrived.I started to get my shoes on and the paramedic said "Oh no we are not going any where the contractions are to close"I looked at him and started laughing and said very funny! He said no the midwife is on the way we need to clear a space so started to move my furniture back.I was bloody horrified!my kids were upstairs and I was scared because of all the pregnancy problems.When he heard there had been complications he changed his tune.He said can you make it? I said I dont care we need to give it a go NOW!!!In all the commotion I realised Ady had dissaperered.Ellie went looking to find him in the conservatory smoking and drinking a beer looking terrified!Bless him.Well we grabbed everything up and bolted to the ambulance.I had another contraction on the path outside.Had to get on my hands and kness.My god my poor neighbours got a fright!So got in ambulance.Got strapped down and off we went sirens blaring!My god it was so hard.He wanted all my details when I was getting very strong contractions and now only 2 mins apart all whilst being thrown aroud the ambulance!FUN!We got to the hospital at 8:30pm.I had to go down the corridor on all fours on the trolley with people staring at me contracting.I wanted to die!We got put in a room and it was all go!The midwife stripped my bottom half off did an internal and I was 6 cm dilated already so we knew it'd be quick.I wanted it all natural so just walked around and breathed through the contractions.I then got this mad urge to ring my text buddy Bubba4.Poor sod got a shock :rofl: Ady was gobsmacked at me.Called me mad.I then realised the memory card was full on the camera so through my contractions I started to delete them all 100!The pain was getting worse so caved in and had gas and air which made me feel sick.All the while I wanted to push so bad.So I did but I could feel somethihng holding the baby back .It was very strange.Like a bit of elastic.I pushed and pushed but gave up after 15 mins.Had another internal at 10pm to find I hadn't dilated much only 1cm.But she said my waters were very tight against baby's head and thought they were holding me back.I did not want them broken by hand so grinned and beared it a bit more.It got to half 11 and I really was struggling with the pain so I asked for an epidural which is so unlike me as I always shuddered at the thought but I really could not cope.So I got all prepped up and in came the Anathetist.He wasn't to happy to do it as the contractions were so close.But he did it anyway.I really struggled to keep still as the contractions were like hot pokers going through my tummy.He did say I'll bet you a tenner no sooner I pull out the needle she'll deliver.Well he did the epidural At 11:54pm and my waters finally went at 12:13am.Then the pain really kicked in.The epidural didn't have time to work so I felt it all.I pushed and pushed and finally I felt the head go right down so panted away and then bliss the epidural must have kicked in but 2 pushes and Abigail Louise was finally born! 10th November 2008.I pulled her staright on to my tummy and checked the sex.Then me and Ady cried like babys!:cry:She was so tiny it really scared me.She was checked over and weighed.All was fine and she weighed in at a healthy 6lb 7 & and a half oz.Then I had to deliver the placenta.A very strange expierience.When it came out we realised that was the root of all my problems it was all bumpy and broken and in 2 bits.No sooner as it was out of me the black cloud went.I din't feel sick,dizzy or drained I felt alive!It was amazing.I had a wee to find I didn't sting.I had a blissful shower and then I fed her.She fed from 1am till 5pm the piggy!
I came home at 10am and have not looked back since!I'm eating again and I feel so good.I'm back in my jeans and my skin is glowing.It is so strange.I'm existing on 4hrs sleep a night and running the house as normal but I feel fine.I cant get over it.Both of us still cant believe she is here.She is so good and very contended.She feeds evry 2 hours and takes from both boobs.
I feel angry that they never picked up on the placenta problem and it could have been very dangerous but thankfully it didn't come to that.Another thing I will say is that all this proves the doctors aint always right as they told me to prepare to deliever a tiny baby.I bought loads of stuff that she wont fit in to so I have donated them to the speacial care unit.All the stress and worry was uncalled for.But I also was right that my body was doing something wrong and just wished they had listened to me more.But We have a beautiful daughter and all the worry is over.
My family is now complete and I feel very blessed as I have lost 9 angel babies.To all you ladies who feel like giving up please don't.God works in a very strange way.I lost the sibling to Abigail at 13 weeks but was rewarded with the most precious gift ever xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I'm on :cloud9:
I've been having problems with my internet connection and have only been able to access B&B via my phone until now.....
Billy was born on 30th Oct by planned section due to him being breech. All went to plan and he came into the world at 11.36am weighing 7lb 12oz and was perfect!!!! He needed a little help breathing at first which is apparently common for section babies.
I am soooo in love with my little man and he is good too hardly ever cries.....sadly he didn't read the instruction book when it came to breast feeding and we had to give up after a week.
I attached (hopefully) a little pic....
just to share the news, i gave birth on 27th Oct to a gorgeous little girl. this is the 1st chance i have had to come on here so sorry it a little late. i have attempted to attach a pic, hope it works. she was 8lb 9oz, now she 9lb 14oz (only 3 weeks on, is this a normal weight gain?) she is very gready bless.
the birth went great, got all the way to the pushing stage on gas and air, only they then informed me that she was lying back to back so i could not deliver on gas and air only. had epidural and forcepts. had stiches but they broke in the 2nd week, got an infection but as soon as they broke, they hurt no more. they put me on anti biotics and now baby and mother both doin well :cloud9: She is beautiful and no one can quite explain the immense intense love you will feel from the instant you see your little one!!
good luck to any mother to be's who may be reading this!! its all worth it :happydance:
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Wednesday 5th November - Had regular doctors visit where we made the decision to induce because of the PUPPPs rash. We went to hospital at 3pm and had Cervadil inserted (like a tampon but with drugs to ripen the cervix). Was montiored for an hour and then sent home.
Thursday 6th November - Cervadil fell out at 6.30am but was back at the hospital anyway at 8. Inserted second cervadil and was monitored. sent home. Went to see 'W' at the movies (was rubbish by the way). Afterwards I was worried the cervadil had fallen out so we went back to the hopsital. It had slipped a bit but still in so I was sent home to come back in the morning.
Friday 7th November - Went back at 8am having not really felt any cramps or anything so I was expecting a third Cervadil and home again. In fact things had progressed to a stage where they were ready to admit me and start the induction process. They didn't have a bed ready for me til 11 am so we went and had some breakfast and sent some emails out in anticipation of Baby Phillips arriving.
Got to the birthing room at 11 and was delighted to find that the Rockyview Hospital lived up to its name. Had a gorgeous view of the mountains. I could appreciate it at that point! Got hooked up to the IV (ouch!) and the started the Oxytocin. Nothing much happened for a while so they kept upping the dose. I read for a bit and Rob went to check emails, have lunch etc. Was getting some contractions but they were easy to manage. Until about 5ish anyway (not sure on times). Then it was time for the gas and air. I wasn't convinced it was doing anything other than tasting bad but apparently I started going on about the episode of Friends with "smell the fart acting" ooops.
About 7pm (just as Rob had gone to get some dinner) they came and checked me and decided it was time to break my waters. That was pretty grim - not only did I have the doctor with the crochet hook up there, but Mikey's head was too low for them to be able to get a grip on the sac so the nurse had to puch hard on my stomach to creat a bubble to get hold of. It was over in a few minutes with a big gush of fluid. After that the contractions got a lot more intense. All the nurses recommended I had an epi because induced labour is often harder than natural labour. Because it goes straight into hard labour with no natural progression.
I tried for a couple of hours but was really struggling with the contractions so we took the doctors advice and the anaesthetist was called. By 9pm I was still only 1 cm dilated so another reason for the epi was to relax my pelvis etc. Had the epi at around 9. The anaesthetist shouted at me :o( - well I had a contraction just as he was administering the epi and I was not allowed to move. Try not moving through a contraction! Ha! At least he apologised after.
Once the epi had kicked in I was able to get some sleep and when they check me at 1am I was 3cm dilated. They check me again at 3 and no change at which point the doctor called the physician and they decided that this baby was not coming out the conventional way. From making the decision to go for a c-section to Michael being born took about 20 minutes! They topped up the epidural and wheeled me in. Oh yeah, and i started vomiting - nice! I was crying too coz I was scared/upset about having to have a section but it was the best thing in the end. My onlymemory if it really was the anaesthetist asking Rob is he wanted to see his baby being born and him saying no thanks. Followed by a short pause and then "What am I saying, yes of course I do!". Afterwards in recovery I was so completely out of it that I had no input at all in the first feed. Rob and the nurse managed to breastfeed Michael for 40 minutes while I just lay there!
I was more concerned with not panicing because I had no legs! I came round in my room about 7.30 am and felt great...just needed a husband and a baby. they arrived not long afterwards. rob had been wheeling him around the unit for a couple of hours...even got lost and had to get security to bring him back.
Michael is 9 days old now and so gorgeous. We are figuring out the feeding thing. It's not easy but we are learning from each other.
It's taken me a week to write this so I will leave it there. Just need to add some pics now!
I know this is uber late but my labour & birth was a bit traumatic & I've found it hard to talk about it. But I know my little boy is perfect so I am starting to get over it & now feel ok to tell you about it.. here goes
Well I was 10 days overdue & went in to be induced on Friday 24th October, I got there & I was sooo excited I would see my yellow bump soon! I was so surprised, everything was so laid back. I was 2 cm dilated already so they put me on the monitor, I was having contractions but couldn't feel them & they were irregular so I was given my first 2ml of gel at 12.30 (2 hours after I arrived) Then told to lie on my side for half an hour, then be monitored for another half an hour.... this was taking ages.. I was so impatient! Come on where is my baby! lol. Anyway I started to get this weird uncomfortable feeling in my cervix & then the pains started, my braxton hicks were now painful, I was like "Hallelujah!!" only to be told later that this was not labour! Grr! :hissy: The pains went off so at 6.30pm I was checked again & I was now 3 cm dilated & still getting contractions but not painful or regular so at 7.30pm I got 1ml of gel. Same again.. pains started & went well into the night "hoooray!" .... No joy. They went off at 1.30am so my OH was sent home & I was told to get some sleep.
Next day they came at 8am & checked me, I was 4cm dilated so they said that instead of giving me any more gel they would just break my waters. Wicked! This was it! So waited for the labour ward to come & get me. They came at 11am.
Was settled into my own room & put on the monitor. Everything was ok so they went ahead & broke my waters at 12.pm. My water was green & I was told that at some point throughout my pregnancy my baby had been distressed & had pooed inside me already but baby was now ok but I was convinced I was going to lose my baby & prepared myself. I was devastated. I didn't want to upset my fella though & I never told him or anyone else how I was feeling.
My contractions started almost immediately coming every 6 minutes. They got more & more painful so I went from having gas & air then morphine. I really didn't want an epidural.
After 2 hours my contractions were still every 6 minutes so I was told that I should go on a hormone drip thing to make my contractions come faster & for longer. So they hooked me up on the drip. After about half an hour I knew something was wrong, the midwife kept getting someone in to check the baby's heartbeat. I was off my face on drugs but knew something was happening. They turned off the drip & got a consultant to come in & see me who explained that the baby's heartbeat kept dropping with every contraction but soon picked itself back up again but they were going to take a blood sample from baby's head to test the acid levels to get a clear picture of how distressed baby was. While I was off the drip though my contactions stopped completely & it was clear that I needed the drip to enhance my labour. They took two blood samples from babies head & said they were borderline ok so back on the drip I went with all these people monitoring me.
I'd had enough at this stage & wanted an epidural! Oh what a relief! The pain completely went & I forgot I was in labour! This drip was having a major affect on baby though so they took me off it again & again my contractions stopped. They decided to take another sample of blood from baby, this time it was clear that baby wasn't going to survive labour with the drip but my body needed it so they said I would need an emergency section.. like now!
So they got me to sign my name to some form whilst also telling me that I might have to have a general anaesthetic because although I had an epidural I was due for a top up & by the time they had topped me up it would be too late. They said they would try though so while rushing to theatre this guy was pumping me full of epidural stuff to make me numb. Thank god that by the time I was there I was completey numb.
I had my little man by c section at 22.44pm on 25th October & he weighed 9lb 3.5oz!
Turned out that he was back to back & had the cord around his neck 3 times! There was no way he was coming out the normal route, I just wish we could have found this out earlier & ended his distress. I felt so guilty.
He is perfect though & its not put me off having more children.
Sorry this is so long but it was a long couple of days..
]]>On thursday morning at 09.30 me and steve (DH) went to the midwife for a stretch/sweep (my 5th one!!!!) and to discuss the fact that we didi not want to be induced because we really didnt want to have to sacrifice our home birth.
We had a long chat with her and she booked us to have a scan the next day at AAU to check fluid levels around the baby and to be put on the monitor for 30 mins.
She then did the sweep and said that i was 2cm dilated and that the crvix was very soft so to stay active and let her know if anything happened.
We got home at around 10am and almost straightaway i started havng contractions, they were a bit painful but only 20/30 mins apart. I carried on as usual through the day and they carried on but didnt get any worse or closer.
After putting the kids to bed at about 7pm we made sure the pool was inflated and that all our labour kit was in the lounge and ready 'just in case'. We had dinner and spent the evening watching tv as usual.
At around 11pm the contractions started getting really strong and closer together, they were 10/15 mins apart so i was moving around to help with the pain and steve was rubbing my back for me.
At 00.00 on the dot i stood up to move for a strong contraction and my waters went so we phoned labour ward for them to send a midwife out and we woke our daughter to let her know that baby was on his way!:happydance:
At 00.30 the midwife and my sister arrived and i got into the birth pool to help with the pain.
I had to get out at 01.00 as it wasnt hot enough and the midwife did an internal and told me i was only 4cm..... i was gutted!! It was so painful by this point and i thought i would be at least 7/8cm!! I walked round some more and had my daughter rubbing my back while the pool was reheated. By this point our 2yr old son had also joined us in the lounge!
At 01.30 i got back in the pool and relaxed in there for about half hour but then needed to get out to have a wee!!! :dohh:
When i came back to the lounge i was starting to feel the pressure to push a bit so i stayed out of the pool to move around and moan a lot!!
At 02.15 i was really pushing and the midwife checked me and everything started going to panic stations, she said she could feel his face coming first and that we had to get an ambulance to hospital, everyone was rushing around me and i was still on all fours pushing, the MW told me not too but the urge had totally taken over me and i couldnt help but push.
As the midwife was geting her boots on and getting my dressing gown i told her i could feel him coming out, she looked between my legs and was amazed to see that somehow he had turned around and that although he was a bit twisted he was coming out normally and his head was crowning. My sister, husband and our 2 children then took front row seats to me sitting with my back against our sofa on the lounge floor and pushing our beautiful son out.
He was born at 02.33, he was delivered on to my stomach and in walked the paramedics....they just looked and said 'oh well done' smiled and left!! :blush:
Harry was 8lb 1oz, and absolutely perfect in every way! By 4am the midwife had gone i had had a bath and we were in bed with Harry breastfeeding and we were having a cuppa and some toast!!:happydance:
It was all natural how we wanted and i had no pain relief and no tears or cuts. Our children were there and it was beautiful :cloud9:
Truly amazing :cloud9::cloud9:
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Had antenatal..by this point was 8 days overdue and Fed up..Midwife done a sweep and booked me in tobe induced on tuesday 21st...I was not happy with this and just wanted 2 be induced ASAP..But id been having a few aches and pains so was hopeful I wouldnt have 2 wait that long. Come home and went for my daily walk around the park.
*Friday 17th October*
Woke up early morning with period like pains..not half as bad as I'd expected them though..They wasnt regular so I decided to carry on as normal..Drove to my mothers and we done our weekly shop up asda...but half way round the store pains started 2 get regular, around every 20mins. went back to mums and had a lie down, and waited for Dan to finish work. By this time it was around 6pm and contractions were coming every 8/10 minutes..Dan arrived at my Mum & Dads and we decided 2 stay there as its 5 minutes away from the hospital.
By 7pm the pains were coming every 6 minutes and Id had a show..phoned hospital they advised I took PARACETEMOL:cry: and call back when the pain was real bad.
8pm and I decided I'd had enough and went in..
Arrived at hospital @ 8:45pm had an internal and I was 2CM'S :hissy:
They monitored Lo for 3 hours as they wasnt satisfied that there was enough variety in his heartbeat.
*Saturday 18th october*
2am Consultant arrived and agreed I wasnt making much progress and wasnt coping well with the pain..so they broke my waters and put me on the contraction drip..Least this meant I could have Gas and air :).
They monitored me every 4 hours and was making very slow progress..although after demanded a epidural I was coping alot better.
Hours and hours had passed and Id had no sleep or food :( and was really fed up and felt like a shit mother already..
It wasnt until 6pm I was fully dilated and told I could have a rest and begin 2 push in an hours time...
So at 7pm I began 2 push...although Id had so many doses of the epi I didnt have the slightest urge..which was weird..felt kinda pointless..atleast I couldnt feel the contractions though :)
after 1hour 39 minutes..
Morgan Jay Elliott arrived weighing a whopping 9bl 6oz..
I hadnt torn atall and could believe it..But my excuse is he was a long baby and not wide:blush: lol
however..the cord seperated from the placenta afterwards and got stuck...so I had 2 be rushed 2 theatre for a D&C...Finally after 40 minutes in theatre I was introduced 2 my gawjus boi...and eating tea & toast :)
terrible experience..but the most rewarding EVER..! and of course Morgan was worth every minute :)
Its been a tough start, ended up having emergency C section, had an infection and was readmitted to hospital for 3 days last week. Heres how it all began.....
Had my sweep at the midwife on tuesday the 28th at 40+1 weeks. I was only 1cm dilated and cervix still high so wasn't expecting much to happen. Started having a show that afternoon which continued on til wednesday. On wednesday night I started getting contractions about 6-7 mins apart. Didn't get much sleep and by thursday morning they were 5 mins apart so I phoned the labour ward at 6am and they told me to hold off until they were betweeen 3 and 4 mins. Got my tens machine on as they were starting to get more painful. About 11am I phoned again and they told me to come in. Was examined and was still only 1-2cm. I was gutted, it was starting to get really painful now. Was sent home and told to come in when I was getting 3 contractions in 3 mins. Almost as soon as I left the hospital they started coming more regular and I was really struggling. Got home and lasted until about 1530hrs and had to go back in as it was unbearable and they were every 3 mins. Was begining to feel like a real wimp and was convinced they would send me home again. Was examined and was 2-3cm now but my cervix had thinned right out so they admitted me! Was so pleased and was straight on the gas and air-it was a god send!
4 hours later and I had only dilated another 1cm but still getting really painful contractions every 2-3mins. They advised I should have diamorphine as the baby's heartrate was a bit too high and it would slow it down. Things get a bit blurry now... Examined again 4 hours later and still only 4cm!! Was in agony. They put me on the drip to speed things up and gave me an epidural. Was getting really disheartened now, and my temperature was shooting up so they put me on a drip for fluids and paracetemol. Was really starting to struggle and baby wasn't moving much. At 630 am-13hours after being admitted I had still only dilated a whole 1cm!!!! Was by this point soooo exhausted not having slept for 2 days
The doctor came in and said they advised me to have an emergency C section as they thought I had an infection, and the baby had somehow moved sideways and not head down, and could go another 4 hours and still not get anywhere!!
At this point I just wanted her out so agreed and was whisked away and my beautiful little girl was born at 0737 on 31/10/08 weighing a whopping 10lb 2oz-no wonder she couldn't get out!!!!
Was home 2 days later but had to go back in and go on IV antibiotics because I still had an infection, I lost a lot of blood too but am now starting to feel better and enjoy being a Mummy at last!!
Sorry to have rambled on so long!! It was all worth it to get to meet my little princess but if I'm honest my experience of birth and feeling so ill after has put me off having another one a little bit. Not sure I could face going thru all that again. I feel like a bit of a failure that I couldn't give birth naturally!
Heres some piccies!! x
on sat afternoon, i went into work and was tellin everyone i was gona have her on weds cos they were gona induce me - was convinced it was gona be ages! someone recommended eaating the core of a pineapple and i was that desperate i tried it! went to bed late sat night and decided to try gettn things goin with OHs help. had to stop halfway thru cos i was in agony with my back. he thought it was just an excuse!! went to the loo and had had my bloody show.
at 2am on the dot my contractions started, they were just like period pains, so i didnt think much of them, but came on here askin advice cos they were about 5 mins apart. eventually woke OH up at about 4, who again thought i was takin the piss!
did the usual going for a walk and stuf, was advised by triage to hve a bath, but it slowed everythin right down. the same woman also tole e to ait til contractions were 2 mins apart to go in!!!!
MW came out to do my sweep at about 1pm as planned, but when she got here i was 3-4 cm, so didnt need it! she rang delivery and told them to get me a room ready, was well chuffed that my MW from day1 was gona deliver her - or so i thought!!
went to hospital about 4, couldnt believe it on the way there, stopped for petrol and needed a jump start, noone would do it!! even when told i was in labour! one guy said yes but then just drove off!! got it done eventually tho!
got checked again at 6pm, was 6cm-ish and membranes were bulging. had pethadine, which was absolutely fab!! i was away with the fairies but it meant i got some rest, hadnt slept at all!
my mws shift ended at half 8 and someone else took over who was fab. at 10 i was checked again and she wasnt sure if i was fully dilated or if my cervix was just really thin. she decided to go for 8-9cm and broke my waters. before she did it she said it would make everythin a lotmore painful, and jesus she was right!! the birthpool became free then aswell, so she started filling it nd we set off down there.
as soon as we got there i wanted to push, but was scared! all dignity flew out the window and i stripped off and got on my hands and knees, bum in the air and everythin!
it took bloody ages to push her out, thought it was gona be quick cos her head was dead low the last time i was checked. i thought she was nearly out when it was announced that her forehead was out! was reassured it would be quick from there tho. by this point my pethadine had worn off, and i didnt want gas and air, so i pushed her out with no pain relief!!
and eventualy, katie was born at 00.52, 9lb12, 57cm and her head circumferance was 36.5cm!! she's the most beautiful thing i've ever laid eyes on!!
had to go to theatre for a 3rd degree tear, which gave daddy time to bond. had to stay in hospital until i'd had a poop and was on a catheter for 24 hours which was horrific!
i'll add pics when i can! ]]>
So i have finally made it over! ten days late!
Started off Tuesday night in bed i felt hot, sick and ached... managed to sleep until 3:40 am..... woke up with back ache and pains coming between 13-27 mins.... i carried on as normal pottered around had midwife at 3.... so off i went to appointment she checked my cervix and i was 1-2 (closer to 2) cm dilated.... she gave me a sweep as well.... went home took the dog for a walk still having pains but nothing unbearable or steady.... 7:30 i was in pain! i had 3 baths pains coming every 5 mins so rang hospital they said it was most likely due to sweep i was suffering more and i was more then likely 2 - 3 cm dilated...so stay at home..... well i managed till 3:50am thursday morning then rang again she said come up but i no doubt it was still early stages!
So woke other half mum got bits together and set off for hospital at 4:20 got there and 4:30 got seen and checked at 4:45...... was told i was 5-6cm dilated! :happydance: and waters could break at any time! so i got sent to a room... Midwife got us a tele to watch! OH just sat there watching home and away with my mum! I got given Gas and Air...... :cloud9: i was loving it...... goes more blurry and not much happened just getting stronger and getting checked.... at 8:30 my waters broke! and 9 mins of pushing out came my little girl! :cloud9::cloud9: OH and mum was amazing even cried! she went a poo inside me due to stress but got given the all clear..... she was born at 8:39 am..... was 8 pound 5oz and 51 cm long......
She is stunning (but of course i will say that).... so proud i done it all on gas and air! had a tear inside but it wasn't worth stitching so i guess i was one of the lucky ones! lol!
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We were due in for a c-section on Friday 7th November as Erin was breech, with her feet presenting first, so they wouldn't even let me attempt to deliver her (not that I would have wanted to risk her safety in anyway). I was pretty disappointed to be honest that I'd need a section as strangely enough I was really looking forward to the whole birthing experience and going into labour, so was sad when I found out that this wouldn't be happening for me. Instead of spending my last 2 weeks of pregnancy looking forward to my baby, I spent much of it upset and disappointed at how things had turned out.
Anyway, Thursday, hubby kept me busy trying to take my mind off the following day as he knew how nervous I was about the procedure, having never been into hospital for anything. I had spent the previous 2 weeks terrified of what was to come, whilst still trying to be excited about meeting my baby. I went to bed on Thursday night at midnight, knowing I should have gone a little earlier, but too anxious to really sleep, plus our central heating had decided to pack it in that night! Anyway, my alarm was set for 5am the following morning and we were due at the hospital for 7.30am. I had gotten up for the toilet at 4.30 thinking only half an hour of sleep left. By 5am I sat up to turn my alarm off and my waters broke! I stood up, told hubby to turn the light on and hobbled, legs crossed to the bathroom where they went everywhere. I was in labour and so excited!! :happydance:
My contractions started immediatly and were about 5mins apart. I rang the delivery suite and they said to make my way over as soon as I could and also to check that I had no little feet hanging down! I had a quick shower (and I'm ashamed to say, insisted on straightening my hair in between contractions). We were at the hospital for about 6.10 that morning and they put me on a monitor thing, all the while my contractions were getting closer together and really strong. The midwife on duty told me not to worry, it was my first baby so I wouldn't be dilating very quickly, she said they'd probably just let me wait it out until it was time for the section anyway, as the doctors would be arriving at 8.30-9.00 so could just do me then. By this point my contractions were really painful and I felt like such a wimp I couldn't handle them! At one point I ripped the monitor thing off me just so I could kneel down on the floor which was all I wanted to do, not be stuck laying flat on my back. Finally a doctor appeared at about 6.45ish to examine me. They had to check if baby was still breech, and she was, but she couldn't see much as all my waters had just about gone. She asked me to strip my pants off for an internal, again more waters everywhere and my plug fell out too, which I didn't see, but my husband did (he told me all about it later on). Anyway, she examined me and I was 3-4cm dilated and she could already feel the baby's feet! She told me that I couldn't wait and they needed to get her out as soon as possible. She also said it was a good sign for future pregnancies at how fast I had dilated!
It all happened so quick that I had no chance to even really get nervous about the experience. The team they had there were amazing, such a lovely group of people (I'm so glad I had a different anaethetist (sp) to the one I'd met at the pre-op - as he was a miserable old fart). Anyway they gave me the spinal, which I thought would feel like I had literally no legs, but instead it just made me feel really tired and heavy, like I was lying in bed and was about to nod off to sleep. About 10 mins later at 7.33am, after some pushing and pulling around inside me, a doctor appeared with my beautiful little girl! Wow, what a feeling that is, seeing your baby for the first time. She breathed on her own too! My husband cut the cord and she was weighed - a perfect 7lbs and a head full of beautiful hair. She was given to me straight away to hold, the lovely midwife undid my gown as much as she could so that we could have skin to skin and I got to look at her, smell her and get to know her while they stitched me up.
The whole thing was such an amazing and wonderful experience. I may not have had the labour that I'd originally envisaged, but it was just great. I can't believe that my little girl is nearly a week old now. I still can't take my eyes off her.
Good luck to everyone who is due soon, it will be a day you'll never forget.