Jazzy.fizzle
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Well, whilst I'm soaking my stitches in the bath I thought I'd write up my birth story....well my version of it!
So...31/05/14 went for lunch with a friend - ate too much, came home for a few hour nap, had a cry for no reason, had a hot bath, dtd with oh that evening, 10 minutes after 'pop!' Que me frozen to the spot for 15 minutes, too scared to move! Then gush! (About 11:30pm) Phone birthing centre and get asked to go in for a check. Get back home about half 1 - mild back ache and contractions regular but mild.
01/06/14 - no sleep, phone up - regular contractions 3-4 minutes apart and painful, get told to go to labour ward as no space at birthing centre. Get there about 8am, sent home 10:30 after speculum revealed midwife unable to see cervix, and contractions not palpable enough, however they gave me a tens machine. Having mucus plug coming out.
How much of a whimp am I?!
Get home, decide to try and sleep, tens machine on throughout, hot wheaty bag on my tummy, manage two hour sleep, an hour just resting with my oh trying to force feed me! Decide to go downstairs to try leaning on birthing ball, holy shit - all of a sudden tens machine is actually causing me pain, and I need the biggest shit ever. Sit on loo to find fresh blood coming out, by this stage I'm crying due to the pain, every time I get off the loo I need to sit again - panicking and thinking I'm dying happen about 7/8 times before oh comes in wondering what id going on. Get him to call birthing centre for advice, midwife has no record of me, tells me to lie on my side with knees up to my chest and keeps asking me silly questions whilst I'm shouting at her I need to push! (She's just telling me to calm down!), after about 10 more episodes I tell oh to hang up and phone ambulance. So he does, 10 minutes later I'm in back of ambulance on gas and air with a paramedic telling me "you've got hours of this to go, you've only been contracting for a hour!" While I'm uncontrollably pushing every 3 minutes.
Get to labour ward at 3ish, wheeled into delivery suit -still pushing, midwife asking me to lie on my back - er....no! She goes in for an examination "er...jasmine your fully dilated and babies head is just there, just go with what your body tells you!" I managed to chill out when she said this, g&a in hand pushing on contractions saying "f**k I need a s**t" every time I pushed.
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9 baby Zachary arrived, weighing 10lb2 to everyone's shock - midwife had,to get oh to double check the numbers on the screen. 
Get stitched up an hour later (worse bit was the poking around before the local!), then bath and off I got wheeled to the post natal ward at 9:30!
Home all afternoon now, Zachary is super content! Feeding well and sleeping lots. Despite feeling like a whimp I guess I wasn't really. After nearly ending up with a home birth and no pain relief! Midwives have encouraged me to complain about my service and not getting the birth I wanted, despite the one I spoke to coming up to apologise and saying it was hard to establish what was going on over the phone!
I am super happy FTM, despite walking like I've shat myself due to 2nd degree tear.
Thanks for surviving the read! Here's a pic....
So...31/05/14 went for lunch with a friend - ate too much, came home for a few hour nap, had a cry for no reason, had a hot bath, dtd with oh that evening, 10 minutes after 'pop!' Que me frozen to the spot for 15 minutes, too scared to move! Then gush! (About 11:30pm) Phone birthing centre and get asked to go in for a check. Get back home about half 1 - mild back ache and contractions regular but mild.
01/06/14 - no sleep, phone up - regular contractions 3-4 minutes apart and painful, get told to go to labour ward as no space at birthing centre. Get there about 8am, sent home 10:30 after speculum revealed midwife unable to see cervix, and contractions not palpable enough, however they gave me a tens machine. Having mucus plug coming out.
How much of a whimp am I?!
Get home, decide to try and sleep, tens machine on throughout, hot wheaty bag on my tummy, manage two hour sleep, an hour just resting with my oh trying to force feed me! Decide to go downstairs to try leaning on birthing ball, holy shit - all of a sudden tens machine is actually causing me pain, and I need the biggest shit ever. Sit on loo to find fresh blood coming out, by this stage I'm crying due to the pain, every time I get off the loo I need to sit again - panicking and thinking I'm dying happen about 7/8 times before oh comes in wondering what id going on. Get him to call birthing centre for advice, midwife has no record of me, tells me to lie on my side with knees up to my chest and keeps asking me silly questions whilst I'm shouting at her I need to push! (She's just telling me to calm down!), after about 10 more episodes I tell oh to hang up and phone ambulance. So he does, 10 minutes later I'm in back of ambulance on gas and air with a paramedic telling me "you've got hours of this to go, you've only been contracting for a hour!" While I'm uncontrollably pushing every 3 minutes.
Get to labour ward at 3ish, wheeled into delivery suit -still pushing, midwife asking me to lie on my back - er....no! She goes in for an examination "er...jasmine your fully dilated and babies head is just there, just go with what your body tells you!" I managed to chill out when she said this, g&a in hand pushing on contractions saying "f**k I need a s**t" every time I pushed.
5
9 baby Zachary arrived, weighing 10lb2 to everyone's shock - midwife had,to get oh to double check the numbers on the screen. Get stitched up an hour later (worse bit was the poking around before the local!), then bath and off I got wheeled to the post natal ward at 9:30!
Home all afternoon now, Zachary is super content! Feeding well and sleeping lots. Despite feeling like a whimp I guess I wasn't really. After nearly ending up with a home birth and no pain relief! Midwives have encouraged me to complain about my service and not getting the birth I wanted, despite the one I spoke to coming up to apologise and saying it was hard to establish what was going on over the phone!
I am super happy FTM, despite walking like I've shat myself due to 2nd degree tear.
Thanks for surviving the read! Here's a pic....
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