My birth story at last!
Right…my little man is 4 weeks old tomorrow so I figured its time I wrote my birth story down before I forgot it all!
So….rewind to 11 days overdue and my apt with the MW to attempt a sweep (sweep number one was not favourable as my cervix was still firmly closed)….. MW felt my bump and announced that she thought baby had gone breech…so she sent me up to hospital there and then to get a scan to check it out….so off we go to hospital….midwife examines me and says no baby isn’t breech but to wait and she will get me scanned just in case…. Doctor confirmed baby isn’t breech but is also not engaged… they book me in for induction the next day….
So Sunday 2nd June and we are at hospital waiting for induction…first pessary of gel is given at 11 am and we are told to go off and walk about for a few hours…me and H met my parents in town and had lunch…we then went back to the hospital and I was put on the monitor for an hour…it showed tightening’s but I wasn’t feeling anything at this stage..we were sent off for another walk and told to come back at 5 unless anything else happened…so off we go walking again…back at 5 to be put on the monitor where they say that tightening’s are stronger so they daren’t put another pessary in in case it ramps things up too quickly….over the next couple of hours I started to feel period type pains and at 9.30pm I announced to H that I need the toilet…only to realise that I can’t get there and my waters went….I then make my way to the toilet with my waters going everywhere! Oh how undignified!
So I’m examined again and I’m 1cm dilated!...and they send H home….I then have a night of contracting every five minutes all alone...I have to say this was the loneliest night of my whole life….the midwifes were far too busy to be with me…and H wasn’t allowed to return to the ward until 11am the next day…unless of course things ramped up….I was given paracetamol and attempted sleep but got none….they ran me a lavender bath at 3am which didn’t really help with the pain….
Fast forward to 11am Monday 3rd June…H comes back and I am so glad to see him. By this time contractions have slowed down to about every ten minutes and the Doctor tells me that they are going to get me over to the labour ward as soon as possible to get me on the hormone drip to get things going as my waters had now been gone for over 12 hours….
So we wait….and we wait…and we wait….it seems the labour ward is too busy and I didn’t get taken over until 8pm that evening…..
So cannula inserted and by this time I have had two days with no sleep and I’m absolutely exhausted….they examined me and I’m still only 1-2 cm dilated….and I think it could be a while!
Anyway..before I know it I am sucking on gas and air like my life depends on it and the drip is being turned up until I’m having 4 contractions every 10 minutes….im bouncing on the ball and H is rubbing my back through every contraction..he was amazing! The doctor is spending a lot of time in the room monitoring me as every contraction I have and little man’s heart rate is dropping….
So now comes my obsession with poo! I was convinced I needed to poo….so the MW gets me across the corridor with my drip…minus the gas and air….and I get stuck contracting on the toilet…my legs were like jelly! Somehow I get back to the room and she convinces me to discuss epidural with the doctor as she i