Hi all. Eva Morgan was born at 6.08pm on Sat 11/01/2014 weighing 7lb11.
On Friday went to see mw at hospital for my normal 41 week appt. Have been in a couple of times over the last 10 weeks with reduced movement and just commented that she had been a little sluggish for a few days but was still moving. Monitoring showed everything was ok (as usual!) but the consultant said as it was the third time they'd induce that day as there was no need to take any risks as bubs was already overdue.
So they did a stretch and sweep with difficulty as her head was only just starting to engage and cervix was high and sent me home to return that aft to start induction. So went home and gathered the piles of stuff to take in and my mum came up to watch our little boy. In the delivery ward there was some monitoring (even though the incidences of reduced movement had always essentially been my imagination they have to do a lot of monitoring cos they consider it induction 'for a medical reason' rather than just because of being overdue) and they inserted the hormone pessary at about 3.30pm. The hospital are trialling a 'partners stay over during induction' thing but come 11pm absolutely nothing had happened and despite the trial there was nowhere for hubby to sleep other than a not-very-comfy chair. As this could take 36 hours plus I sent him home to get a decent nights sleep and be able to see our son in the morning.
Another lady and her OH arrived about midnight and there was a lot of noise setting her up for monitoring etc so I fell asleep about 2am. Mw then woke me at 4am to check I was ok! Soooo wanted to say 'I was till you woke me!' But didn't cos they have to check. However it did mean I couldn't get back to sleep so when period-like pains started at 5am I knew it was going to be a long day. Hubby came back and the pains got progressively worse till by 3.30 when the doc checked me and removed the pessary they were every couple of mins lasting 50secs and I was 4-5cm. I was very happy to hear this - really wanted to get on the g+a and get in a labour room.
However the g+a immediately made me sick as a dog. After vomiting into one of those bodily fluid papier-mâché tubs repeatedly (no dignity here) I couldn't face even trying again and was seriously thinking about demanding hard drugs. The contractions were coming thick and fast and I was really feeling tired and pathetic! Luckily mw and hubby were very understanding of my whining under the circumstances lol. I said I needed something for the pain so they (slightly reluctantly - saying 'we don't normally check dilation again until 3hours have past') checked me - to find I was 7-8cm. I was also having a massive urge to push. I guess cos this was my second they told me to go with the urge and to push (with my first they kept telling me not to push). I was on all fours - not dignified but made pushing so much easier and soon my waters burst - was gutted cos I'd thought the sensation was her head but it wasn't over yet. There was meconium in my waters so they were chanting encouragement so I kept pushing, of course. After approx a million years (or a minute) she popped out - the relief was huge. Hubby tells me the consultant was in there because of the meconium but I was oblivious - but she said baby was fine.
Had a first degree tear so small it didn't need stitches and a couple of grazes. That was a bit of a relief after an episiotomy the first time, though I have to admit there's more discomfort now than there was with my stitches the first time as the episiotomy certainly helped the passage of the head!
We're home now and her big brother is mainly impressed, though he does cry when she does - luckily she seems a happy baby so far but eats a lot!
Thanks for reading x
On Friday went to see mw at hospital for my normal 41 week appt. Have been in a couple of times over the last 10 weeks with reduced movement and just commented that she had been a little sluggish for a few days but was still moving. Monitoring showed everything was ok (as usual!) but the consultant said as it was the third time they'd induce that day as there was no need to take any risks as bubs was already overdue.
So they did a stretch and sweep with difficulty as her head was only just starting to engage and cervix was high and sent me home to return that aft to start induction. So went home and gathered the piles of stuff to take in and my mum came up to watch our little boy. In the delivery ward there was some monitoring (even though the incidences of reduced movement had always essentially been my imagination they have to do a lot of monitoring cos they consider it induction 'for a medical reason' rather than just because of being overdue) and they inserted the hormone pessary at about 3.30pm. The hospital are trialling a 'partners stay over during induction' thing but come 11pm absolutely nothing had happened and despite the trial there was nowhere for hubby to sleep other than a not-very-comfy chair. As this could take 36 hours plus I sent him home to get a decent nights sleep and be able to see our son in the morning.
Another lady and her OH arrived about midnight and there was a lot of noise setting her up for monitoring etc so I fell asleep about 2am. Mw then woke me at 4am to check I was ok! Soooo wanted to say 'I was till you woke me!' But didn't cos they have to check. However it did mean I couldn't get back to sleep so when period-like pains started at 5am I knew it was going to be a long day. Hubby came back and the pains got progressively worse till by 3.30 when the doc checked me and removed the pessary they were every couple of mins lasting 50secs and I was 4-5cm. I was very happy to hear this - really wanted to get on the g+a and get in a labour room.
However the g+a immediately made me sick as a dog. After vomiting into one of those bodily fluid papier-mâché tubs repeatedly (no dignity here) I couldn't face even trying again and was seriously thinking about demanding hard drugs. The contractions were coming thick and fast and I was really feeling tired and pathetic! Luckily mw and hubby were very understanding of my whining under the circumstances lol. I said I needed something for the pain so they (slightly reluctantly - saying 'we don't normally check dilation again until 3hours have past') checked me - to find I was 7-8cm. I was also having a massive urge to push. I guess cos this was my second they told me to go with the urge and to push (with my first they kept telling me not to push). I was on all fours - not dignified but made pushing so much easier and soon my waters burst - was gutted cos I'd thought the sensation was her head but it wasn't over yet. There was meconium in my waters so they were chanting encouragement so I kept pushing, of course. After approx a million years (or a minute) she popped out - the relief was huge. Hubby tells me the consultant was in there because of the meconium but I was oblivious - but she said baby was fine.
Had a first degree tear so small it didn't need stitches and a couple of grazes. That was a bit of a relief after an episiotomy the first time, though I have to admit there's more discomfort now than there was with my stitches the first time as the episiotomy certainly helped the passage of the head!
We're home now and her big brother is mainly impressed, though he does cry when she does - luckily she seems a happy baby so far but eats a lot!
Thanks for reading x
xxx
