Cjj
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It's taken some time to come on and write this - think I've been trying to erase it from my memory!!!
Those who were with me on the third tri board will know most of it and how upset and scared I was and I thank you all for your words and support in the dead of the night!!
So, went two weeks over and after two unsuccessful sweeps where they couldn't even reach my cervix as too posterior, I was booked in to be induced. It was the last thing I wanted - I'd always imagined going into labour at home, managing as long as I could before going to the hospital which is three streets away.
Anyway, went in Sunday afternoon where they took bloods, bp etc and then listened to baby on ctg for an hour. They weren't happy with baby's heartbeat being in 170 region despite me telling them if was an afternoon wriggler. So they made me drink 6 litres of ice cold water which just set the baby off more. They wouldn't give me the first pessary until they were happy with baby so I spent 5 hours that night on ctg machine before they finally gave me 24 hr pessary at 9.30pm when the heartbeat had dropped to 150.
Anyway, nothing happened, no twinges or anything so at 9.30pm on the Monday night they gave me a 6hr pessary. Nothing happened so they woke me at 4am to give me another 6hr pessary - the midwife was really young and gave me the most painful internal I have ever had in my life, I was so sore I could barely sit. Again they weren't happy with baby's heartbeat so called a consultant who rushed me upto the delivery suite where they could monitor me closer.
At this point I had a meltdown and started crying, nothing was working , I'd had enough and was stressed, tired and upset. The consultant tried to give me an internal to see if anything had happened but because of the painful one I just froze, I had gas and air but she said I'd just tensed up completely and the couldn't check. They kept monitoring us and said they'd come back after I'd got my head together, had some sleep.
When they came back they said they'd leave me for the day to rest up then on weds morning would try to break my waters, if this didn't work then if was c section. They asked if any twinges from pessaries and I said nothing so no-one was convinced this baby was going to make an appearance of its own accord, I was 42+2 at this point.
Spoke to husband loads about c section etc as I just felt I couldn't go ahead with a natural birth, another potentially couple of long days and or the drip which would most likely end in epidural and c section anyway. I just wanted it all over, hard to convey but I was in a really dark place.
Weds morning came and consultant came, I told her my thinking and she agreed that c section was probably best for me so they got me ready - classed as emergency as baby distressed and my bp was rocketing but they had time to prepare so it wasn't a rush job.
I was petrified, I'd never even been in hospital let alone an op and it wasn't a decision I'd taken lightly. The spinal block was painful but apart from that it was over really quick. They cut me at 11.05, broke waters at 11.07 and she was born at 11.10am. They had to use forceps as she was really high and still didn't want to come out!!!
Had skin to skin then hubby had her as I had to have oxygen mask on. Magical moment. Rest is a blur, recovery room, ward etc.
So baby girl, which I was convinced of throughout and weighed in at 6lbs 11oz which surprised me after being told throughout that "big moms have big babies" then they measured her 39 weeks when I was 36 weeks! Just goes to show they cannot guesstimate!
All said, she's beautiful and I'm in love but I'm still not sure about going through it again for a brother or sister!
Those who were with me on the third tri board will know most of it and how upset and scared I was and I thank you all for your words and support in the dead of the night!!
So, went two weeks over and after two unsuccessful sweeps where they couldn't even reach my cervix as too posterior, I was booked in to be induced. It was the last thing I wanted - I'd always imagined going into labour at home, managing as long as I could before going to the hospital which is three streets away.
Anyway, went in Sunday afternoon where they took bloods, bp etc and then listened to baby on ctg for an hour. They weren't happy with baby's heartbeat being in 170 region despite me telling them if was an afternoon wriggler. So they made me drink 6 litres of ice cold water which just set the baby off more. They wouldn't give me the first pessary until they were happy with baby so I spent 5 hours that night on ctg machine before they finally gave me 24 hr pessary at 9.30pm when the heartbeat had dropped to 150.
Anyway, nothing happened, no twinges or anything so at 9.30pm on the Monday night they gave me a 6hr pessary. Nothing happened so they woke me at 4am to give me another 6hr pessary - the midwife was really young and gave me the most painful internal I have ever had in my life, I was so sore I could barely sit. Again they weren't happy with baby's heartbeat so called a consultant who rushed me upto the delivery suite where they could monitor me closer.
At this point I had a meltdown and started crying, nothing was working , I'd had enough and was stressed, tired and upset. The consultant tried to give me an internal to see if anything had happened but because of the painful one I just froze, I had gas and air but she said I'd just tensed up completely and the couldn't check. They kept monitoring us and said they'd come back after I'd got my head together, had some sleep.
When they came back they said they'd leave me for the day to rest up then on weds morning would try to break my waters, if this didn't work then if was c section. They asked if any twinges from pessaries and I said nothing so no-one was convinced this baby was going to make an appearance of its own accord, I was 42+2 at this point.
Spoke to husband loads about c section etc as I just felt I couldn't go ahead with a natural birth, another potentially couple of long days and or the drip which would most likely end in epidural and c section anyway. I just wanted it all over, hard to convey but I was in a really dark place.
Weds morning came and consultant came, I told her my thinking and she agreed that c section was probably best for me so they got me ready - classed as emergency as baby distressed and my bp was rocketing but they had time to prepare so it wasn't a rush job.
I was petrified, I'd never even been in hospital let alone an op and it wasn't a decision I'd taken lightly. The spinal block was painful but apart from that it was over really quick. They cut me at 11.05, broke waters at 11.07 and she was born at 11.10am. They had to use forceps as she was really high and still didn't want to come out!!!
Had skin to skin then hubby had her as I had to have oxygen mask on. Magical moment. Rest is a blur, recovery room, ward etc.
So baby girl, which I was convinced of throughout and weighed in at 6lbs 11oz which surprised me after being told throughout that "big moms have big babies" then they measured her 39 weeks when I was 36 weeks! Just goes to show they cannot guesstimate!
All said, she's beautiful and I'm in love but I'm still not sure about going through it again for a brother or sister!
