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Well, I'm finally feeling okay enough to write this out in full, it's been a hectic few days since my little boy was born! I'll apologise in advance because this will probably be pretty lengthy!
We went into hospital on Friday 22nd at 8am for my elective section. I called at 6:30 and was told my bed on the delivery suite was all ready. I was starving and thirst from being nil by mouth from midnight...
I got in and they said they were really busy and trying to have a reshuffle so could I wait in the day room. So I did. Until about 11 o'clock with nobody telling me what was taking so long... At about 11:30 I had to go to a cubicle on post natal because they had a bed free so I was surrounded by babies not knowing when mine would be coming. It was horrible! By 2 o'clock I still hadn't been taken in and felt so ill and dehydrated that they had to put a cannula in with fluids. The first one tried to go in my right hand and was too thick so I was crying in pain. Then she put a smaller one in my left hand without numbing it, blood everywhere but at least it was in.
Anyway, fast forward to 4 o'clock and I'm finally in theatre. The spinal block wouldn't go in the first gap so they tried another gap and it was fine, no pain, just discomfort. Then the numbing started and I felt so ill, like last time but worse because my blood sugar was so low. I started heaving before OH had even come into the room! Didn't have anything inside me to throw up so after a few heaves I was okay. Then I started feeling like I was going to pass out so they put an oxygen mask on so I could breathe better.
At 4:38 they told me baby was out, but I couldn't hear any crying. They didn't show him to me, just took him over to the resuscitaire. He had inhaled some of the fluid, there was a lot of it, and was coughing and gargling it up, after a few minutes he was crying and they gave him to OH. I still hadn't seen him at this point and then they took him off to weigh him etc. OH took some pictures to show me and then held him again.
I didn't get to hold him and see him properly until an hour after he was born. I felt so disconnected from him and totally freaked out. I had my cannula in one hand, BP cuff on my other arm and a pulse thing on my finger, I was so hot in the recovery room that I was stressing out so much and they wouldn't let me go because my BP was a bit high, unsurprisingly! Eventually I got out at about half 7 and they didn't have space on postnatal so I had to stay in the observations room which was about 100 degrees. So horrifically hot that I was nearly in tears. I had the feeling back in my legs already so I wanted to get up but they wouldn't let me.
At 11:30 I was moved to post natal. They told me I could have my catheter out at 6am but I kicked off so they said midnight should be okay. I was straight out of bed having a wash and they changed my sheets. The staff on post natal were lovely, they told me to buzz if I needed baby passed to me for feeding and they would do his nappies. Made it so much easier for me. I got a few hours sleep between feeds and felt okay on Saturday. Saturday they took my cannula out once I had weed enough to not need fluids, so I was nearly clear of everything. I had a wound drain which the doctor said was "just in case" and I didn't actually need it. It was really hurting and it took them 7 hours to arrange it being taken out, finally came our Saturday at 7pm. Saturday night we had two horrible midwives on shift who didn't help us at all.
Sunday I was asking every five minutes when I could go and I finally left just before 5pm and it was amazing.
I feel like my birth experience was 100% ruined by the hospital, but being there for two nights meant I could bond properly with my littlest boy.
I love him to death already!
He was 8lb 15oz in the end, much smaller than my first who was 10lb 4.5oz, and smaller than they thought he would be. I'm annoyed because if I knew he'd be this small I'd have tried for a VBAC, but what's done is done and he's hear which is all that matters.
Feeding seems to be going well. He's latching on okay, feeding for about 25 minutes, then we do a nappy change and cuddle and he goes to sleep for about two hours. Can't complain! I'm getting a good amount of sleep really and he doesn't seem to be as hungry as caleb so I have more than enough milk for him. My supply came in yesterday and he was actually struggling to keep up in the night, he pulled off coughing up milk! Poor little thing!
I had wanted one more baby but this whole ordeal has made me realise I'm happy with my two perfect little boys
So here are a few pictures of my little Gideon. Sorry this is so long but it was a long old few days!
Thank you to all the ladies who have been so supportive throughout this whole journey, this forum is such an incredible place!
We went into hospital on Friday 22nd at 8am for my elective section. I called at 6:30 and was told my bed on the delivery suite was all ready. I was starving and thirst from being nil by mouth from midnight...
I got in and they said they were really busy and trying to have a reshuffle so could I wait in the day room. So I did. Until about 11 o'clock with nobody telling me what was taking so long... At about 11:30 I had to go to a cubicle on post natal because they had a bed free so I was surrounded by babies not knowing when mine would be coming. It was horrible! By 2 o'clock I still hadn't been taken in and felt so ill and dehydrated that they had to put a cannula in with fluids. The first one tried to go in my right hand and was too thick so I was crying in pain. Then she put a smaller one in my left hand without numbing it, blood everywhere but at least it was in.
Anyway, fast forward to 4 o'clock and I'm finally in theatre. The spinal block wouldn't go in the first gap so they tried another gap and it was fine, no pain, just discomfort. Then the numbing started and I felt so ill, like last time but worse because my blood sugar was so low. I started heaving before OH had even come into the room! Didn't have anything inside me to throw up so after a few heaves I was okay. Then I started feeling like I was going to pass out so they put an oxygen mask on so I could breathe better.
At 4:38 they told me baby was out, but I couldn't hear any crying. They didn't show him to me, just took him over to the resuscitaire. He had inhaled some of the fluid, there was a lot of it, and was coughing and gargling it up, after a few minutes he was crying and they gave him to OH. I still hadn't seen him at this point and then they took him off to weigh him etc. OH took some pictures to show me and then held him again.
I didn't get to hold him and see him properly until an hour after he was born. I felt so disconnected from him and totally freaked out. I had my cannula in one hand, BP cuff on my other arm and a pulse thing on my finger, I was so hot in the recovery room that I was stressing out so much and they wouldn't let me go because my BP was a bit high, unsurprisingly! Eventually I got out at about half 7 and they didn't have space on postnatal so I had to stay in the observations room which was about 100 degrees. So horrifically hot that I was nearly in tears. I had the feeling back in my legs already so I wanted to get up but they wouldn't let me.
At 11:30 I was moved to post natal. They told me I could have my catheter out at 6am but I kicked off so they said midnight should be okay. I was straight out of bed having a wash and they changed my sheets. The staff on post natal were lovely, they told me to buzz if I needed baby passed to me for feeding and they would do his nappies. Made it so much easier for me. I got a few hours sleep between feeds and felt okay on Saturday. Saturday they took my cannula out once I had weed enough to not need fluids, so I was nearly clear of everything. I had a wound drain which the doctor said was "just in case" and I didn't actually need it. It was really hurting and it took them 7 hours to arrange it being taken out, finally came our Saturday at 7pm. Saturday night we had two horrible midwives on shift who didn't help us at all.
Sunday I was asking every five minutes when I could go and I finally left just before 5pm and it was amazing.
I feel like my birth experience was 100% ruined by the hospital, but being there for two nights meant I could bond properly with my littlest boy.
I love him to death already!
He was 8lb 15oz in the end, much smaller than my first who was 10lb 4.5oz, and smaller than they thought he would be. I'm annoyed because if I knew he'd be this small I'd have tried for a VBAC, but what's done is done and he's hear which is all that matters.
Feeding seems to be going well. He's latching on okay, feeding for about 25 minutes, then we do a nappy change and cuddle and he goes to sleep for about two hours. Can't complain! I'm getting a good amount of sleep really and he doesn't seem to be as hungry as caleb so I have more than enough milk for him. My supply came in yesterday and he was actually struggling to keep up in the night, he pulled off coughing up milk! Poor little thing!
I had wanted one more baby but this whole ordeal has made me realise I'm happy with my two perfect little boys
So here are a few pictures of my little Gideon. Sorry this is so long but it was a long old few days!
Thank you to all the ladies who have been so supportive throughout this whole journey, this forum is such an incredible place!
