Thought I'd finally get around to writing up my birth story after being slightly traumatised by it ha!
I woke up Monday 1st about 2am with contractions and had a show, they were bearable but quite regular. I just got up and tried to sleep on the sofa, watched midwives on catch up and bounced on my ball when I couldn't sleep. I knew they weren't strong enough to go in so I sent my husband to work expecting to call him back at some point!
They continued all day getting stronger but we're really irregular, I rang up and they told me to not come in until they were 3 in 10 minutes. When my husband got in from work we took the dog for a long walk and as soon as I got back in they started to get excruciating ! This was about 8pm.
I sat them out and went to bed at 10pm but the pain in my back was unreal!! I went back downstairs and about midnight I'd had too much so had to call them and pretend they were 3 in 10 as it was unbearable. It was the longest car trip ever. I can't even begin to describe the pain in my back!
I was checked and was 3-4cm so I asked for dia-morphine, it was the best thing ever so I slept for about 4 hours, in and out of a drunken haze! Problem was it stopped my contractions, I expected to get sent home but I was 6 cm when she checked at 7am. So I had a few walks around the hospital, bounced on the ball, threw up quite a lot, and tried to get the contractions regular but they were all over the place.
Got a new midwife and she was going to send mick home and me up to the ward with all of the new mothers until things got established. Even though they weren't regular they were unbearable and had me crawling on the floor when I had one. I was in tears at the thought of being alone, she finally let me go up with him and I paced the room for hours in agony. The only thing that helped was getting my back rubbed as there was no pain relief on the ward.
By 2pm I got examined by an extremely rough midwife and then by her student midwife, I was 7 cm. so sent back down to delivery.
I tried to get in the pool but the contractions wouldn't let me sit or lie down and I couldn't get comfy at all in there so had to go into another room.
By 6.30pm they still wonldnt do anything apart I was begging them to brake my waters to try and kick things off, I had been asking them to do it all day and they wouldn't. When she checked I hadn't dilated any further so begged for more morphine even if there was a chance it would stop the contractions, I couldn't take it anymore but didn't want an epidural.
They gave my the shot, then the next thing an older midwife came in and said she wasn't messing around anymore and was going to brake my waters"...she was so rough and just done it without really explaining anything!
I was left alone in the room while my husband went to call his mam and I felt like I needed to push, they hadn't left the buzzer there so I was screaming at the top of my voice for help but there was no one coming, and I couldn't help but push, I've never felt so scared. My husband came running in and got the midwife. Who couldn't apologise enough I felt a bit awful incase she got into trouble!
The pushing urge was so strong but I still hadn't got to 10. Then they tried to put me on a drip but the needle ripped through my veins in my wrist and bent the needle so they had to try it in my other hand. Next thing was full blown mayhem of desperately pushing but the baby just wasn't moving, I felt so scared.
I was pushing for hours and the heartbeat started to drop so she got the scalpel out and cut me big style, her head was still stuck, when her head finally came they had to physically pull the rest of her body out which was the most painful bit of the lot.
She was born 11.27pm 6lb 8.5oz and it was amazing and surreal. She had massive bruising and swelling to the back of her head and eyes that's just disappeared, from all of the pushing where she was stuck.
I know people have had worse experiences but the whole thing was just brutal! They should have broke my waters earlier to get things going. I don't know how I had the energy to push.
I got stitched up and was so trembly and exhausted I didn't get transferred to the ward until 5am with her.
The whole thing really shocked me and took me some time to get my head around it, I felt like it spoilt my first couple of days with her.
I won't be doing it again!!
BUT she is amazing and I love her to bits and can't believe she's here, my lovely Jessica Blakey! Xxxxx
I woke up Monday 1st about 2am with contractions and had a show, they were bearable but quite regular. I just got up and tried to sleep on the sofa, watched midwives on catch up and bounced on my ball when I couldn't sleep. I knew they weren't strong enough to go in so I sent my husband to work expecting to call him back at some point!
They continued all day getting stronger but we're really irregular, I rang up and they told me to not come in until they were 3 in 10 minutes. When my husband got in from work we took the dog for a long walk and as soon as I got back in they started to get excruciating ! This was about 8pm.
I sat them out and went to bed at 10pm but the pain in my back was unreal!! I went back downstairs and about midnight I'd had too much so had to call them and pretend they were 3 in 10 as it was unbearable. It was the longest car trip ever. I can't even begin to describe the pain in my back!
I was checked and was 3-4cm so I asked for dia-morphine, it was the best thing ever so I slept for about 4 hours, in and out of a drunken haze! Problem was it stopped my contractions, I expected to get sent home but I was 6 cm when she checked at 7am. So I had a few walks around the hospital, bounced on the ball, threw up quite a lot, and tried to get the contractions regular but they were all over the place.
Got a new midwife and she was going to send mick home and me up to the ward with all of the new mothers until things got established. Even though they weren't regular they were unbearable and had me crawling on the floor when I had one. I was in tears at the thought of being alone, she finally let me go up with him and I paced the room for hours in agony. The only thing that helped was getting my back rubbed as there was no pain relief on the ward.
By 2pm I got examined by an extremely rough midwife and then by her student midwife, I was 7 cm. so sent back down to delivery.
I tried to get in the pool but the contractions wouldn't let me sit or lie down and I couldn't get comfy at all in there so had to go into another room.
By 6.30pm they still wonldnt do anything apart I was begging them to brake my waters to try and kick things off, I had been asking them to do it all day and they wouldn't. When she checked I hadn't dilated any further so begged for more morphine even if there was a chance it would stop the contractions, I couldn't take it anymore but didn't want an epidural.
They gave my the shot, then the next thing an older midwife came in and said she wasn't messing around anymore and was going to brake my waters"...she was so rough and just done it without really explaining anything!
I was left alone in the room while my husband went to call his mam and I felt like I needed to push, they hadn't left the buzzer there so I was screaming at the top of my voice for help but there was no one coming, and I couldn't help but push, I've never felt so scared. My husband came running in and got the midwife. Who couldn't apologise enough I felt a bit awful incase she got into trouble!
The pushing urge was so strong but I still hadn't got to 10. Then they tried to put me on a drip but the needle ripped through my veins in my wrist and bent the needle so they had to try it in my other hand. Next thing was full blown mayhem of desperately pushing but the baby just wasn't moving, I felt so scared.
I was pushing for hours and the heartbeat started to drop so she got the scalpel out and cut me big style, her head was still stuck, when her head finally came they had to physically pull the rest of her body out which was the most painful bit of the lot.
She was born 11.27pm 6lb 8.5oz and it was amazing and surreal. She had massive bruising and swelling to the back of her head and eyes that's just disappeared, from all of the pushing where she was stuck.
I know people have had worse experiences but the whole thing was just brutal! They should have broke my waters earlier to get things going. I don't know how I had the energy to push.
I got stitched up and was so trembly and exhausted I didn't get transferred to the ward until 5am with her.
The whole thing really shocked me and took me some time to get my head around it, I felt like it spoilt my first couple of days with her.
I won't be doing it again!!
BUT she is amazing and I love her to bits and can't believe she's here, my lovely Jessica Blakey! Xxxxx
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