fayebalina
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Hi all here is the promised birth story...it may go on a bit!
On Sat night OH (Nathan) and myself went out for a meal to celebrate a friends birthday which was the following day, before we left I had what I presumed was a show, there was alot of stringy but clear snot like stuff so i padded myself up and went off for the meal.
At about 9pm I started getting lower stomach and back pains, they wernt that intense or painfull so i wasnt sure if they were contractions or if it was just cos id been sat so long! Anyway once we got home we thought we should probably time them and from 11pm-2am they dropped from every 9 mins to every 3 mins. I was coping well on tens and was calling the birth unit every hour.....they told me to get a bath (which i lasted in for 1 contraction), i found it really clostraphobic and needed to be moving around! At 2.30 am we decided that the contractions were coming too fast and getting more painfull so we went off to the birth unit, Nathan mum met us there and my mum was on her way down from yorkshire (im in gloucester!) The contractions were getting gradually worse and closer together so when i was examined at about 4am and they saw I was 7 cm dilated i hit the gas and air! It was great to start with but i think at one point i was sucking on an empty tank for about an hour!
The pain was getting so intense and they examined me again at about 5am, my waters were still intact and i was 9 cm.....this is where the problems started, and in all honesty Nathan has to fill me in after this as I cant remember almost anything.
I stopped dilating, they broke my waters to try and get me going but it was no good, my contractions were almost continuose by this point and i was at the feeling like pushing stage, i was screaming the place down as it was scream or push.....the mw was telling me to breath through it but it was like telling some one to put there hands behind there back as they fall.....it wasnt gonna happen it was an instinct! My I had a shot of pethadine at around 8am i think.......this didnt do anything, maybe made me sparkoed! I remember screaming and begging for an epidural for ages and at around 08.30 the stupid midwife said "i examined you 2 hours ago and you were 9 cm you still are 9cm, see if you can wait another 2 hours and ill examin you again! Well (and i remember this bit) I just turned to her and screamed in her face......"2 HOURS.........I CAN NOT GO ANOTHER 2 HOURS LIKE THIS.........I WANT AN EPIDURAL!!!!
My body then decided to show its dissaproval of this idea and went into shock, i kept drifting in and out of consciousness and was shaking uncontrolably i was also completely exhausted and couldnt weight bare .........so at about 9am they whisked me in for the epidural. It was amazing......the relief from the pain was unbelievable but more probs then started!
My bp was dropping which was making babies drop, they had to get him out fast so the doc assisted turning him as he was slightly stuck inside me, he the used ventouse and told me to push with all my might while he pulled......Ashtyns head was delivered with pushing through 1 or 2 contractions, but then i couldnt feel any more contractions, his lil head was out for ages apparently, i remember reaching down and touching it! We had to get his shoulders down but because of lack of contractions it was brute force on both my half and the doctors. Our baby boy was out!
He had to be resussed twice as he wasnt breathing and I ended up with a third degree tear which caused a bleed.....Nathan said it was jetting out of me and the room looked like the texas chainsaw massacre!!!!!!!! I was rushed to theatre and stitched up.
Nathan..... was amazing through the whole thing, how he coped seeing me begging and pleading in so much pain, then watching as our son stopped breathing twice, when he finally got our lil boy in his arms he then had to watch as blood came gushing out of me and I had to be rushed to theatre....hes an amazing person and i love him even more now.
And as for our baby......we are obsessed, he is perfect and I would go through it all again (although I would have an epidural straight away!)
On Sat night OH (Nathan) and myself went out for a meal to celebrate a friends birthday which was the following day, before we left I had what I presumed was a show, there was alot of stringy but clear snot like stuff so i padded myself up and went off for the meal.
At about 9pm I started getting lower stomach and back pains, they wernt that intense or painfull so i wasnt sure if they were contractions or if it was just cos id been sat so long! Anyway once we got home we thought we should probably time them and from 11pm-2am they dropped from every 9 mins to every 3 mins. I was coping well on tens and was calling the birth unit every hour.....they told me to get a bath (which i lasted in for 1 contraction), i found it really clostraphobic and needed to be moving around! At 2.30 am we decided that the contractions were coming too fast and getting more painfull so we went off to the birth unit, Nathan mum met us there and my mum was on her way down from yorkshire (im in gloucester!) The contractions were getting gradually worse and closer together so when i was examined at about 4am and they saw I was 7 cm dilated i hit the gas and air! It was great to start with but i think at one point i was sucking on an empty tank for about an hour!
The pain was getting so intense and they examined me again at about 5am, my waters were still intact and i was 9 cm.....this is where the problems started, and in all honesty Nathan has to fill me in after this as I cant remember almost anything.
I stopped dilating, they broke my waters to try and get me going but it was no good, my contractions were almost continuose by this point and i was at the feeling like pushing stage, i was screaming the place down as it was scream or push.....the mw was telling me to breath through it but it was like telling some one to put there hands behind there back as they fall.....it wasnt gonna happen it was an instinct! My I had a shot of pethadine at around 8am i think.......this didnt do anything, maybe made me sparkoed! I remember screaming and begging for an epidural for ages and at around 08.30 the stupid midwife said "i examined you 2 hours ago and you were 9 cm you still are 9cm, see if you can wait another 2 hours and ill examin you again! Well (and i remember this bit) I just turned to her and screamed in her face......"2 HOURS.........I CAN NOT GO ANOTHER 2 HOURS LIKE THIS.........I WANT AN EPIDURAL!!!!
My body then decided to show its dissaproval of this idea and went into shock, i kept drifting in and out of consciousness and was shaking uncontrolably i was also completely exhausted and couldnt weight bare .........so at about 9am they whisked me in for the epidural. It was amazing......the relief from the pain was unbelievable but more probs then started!
My bp was dropping which was making babies drop, they had to get him out fast so the doc assisted turning him as he was slightly stuck inside me, he the used ventouse and told me to push with all my might while he pulled......Ashtyns head was delivered with pushing through 1 or 2 contractions, but then i couldnt feel any more contractions, his lil head was out for ages apparently, i remember reaching down and touching it! We had to get his shoulders down but because of lack of contractions it was brute force on both my half and the doctors. Our baby boy was out!
He had to be resussed twice as he wasnt breathing and I ended up with a third degree tear which caused a bleed.....Nathan said it was jetting out of me and the room looked like the texas chainsaw massacre!!!!!!!! I was rushed to theatre and stitched up.
Nathan..... was amazing through the whole thing, how he coped seeing me begging and pleading in so much pain, then watching as our son stopped breathing twice, when he finally got our lil boy in his arms he then had to watch as blood came gushing out of me and I had to be rushed to theatre....hes an amazing person and i love him even more now.
And as for our baby......we are obsessed, he is perfect and I would go through it all again (although I would have an epidural straight away!)
- by D/H said blood was dripping off the bed UGHGHGHHHGHHHHH
