holywoodmum
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So on Wednesday I had a pretty crappy sort of morning I was just feeling a bit blah all day sore tummy, bad mood
Off I went for my midwife appointment. The midwife said it was pretty normal for pre-labour hormonal surges to make you feel just gernally out of sorts I seemed to be over analysing everything what could go wrong, what would it be like having three kids, what if I needed induced, what if the baby wasnt here before dad had to go home, what if I caught dads cold really deeply significant things obviously! I think I was also being troubled by the sore tum cramps that were sore, but totally infrequent I just felt I could deal with pain, but not if it was going to go on indefintely, with no particular end in sight! She also did an internal and said I was 2cm dilated, and my cervix was soft but not effaced her words it could be tonight or it could be next week
but I think the baby will probably be here by the weekend.
In the afternoon I relaxed in the bath while my parents took the girls to the park I was fairly convinced by this stage that I was having contractions but they were totally irregular in terms of frequency and duration. The bath was nice, to chill out if nothing else, not sure it did much for pain relief though! By the time we were eating our tea I was definitely in more pain, more often to the extent that now everyone else noticed too
We set about getting organised - finding my maternity notes, the forms I'd forgotten to sign, cameras etc, and covering the bed in a thick towel... I was still worried it was all a big fuss over nothing but I was nonetheless relieved to fall in to bed at about 9.30pm. I decided I would time some contrations at this stage, just to see where we were at given how quickly labour progressed with B! I timed for about an hour and a half and the contractions were about every 7 minutes, lasting 40 seconds or so I took some cocodamol, texted the midwife to let her know that something might be happening and after that I turned on my Natal Hypnotherapy track and tried to get some sleep I had a few more contractions listening to the track, and then they seemed to stop entirely!
5 hours later at around 4am they started up again, but less often then just before 5am I thought my waters were leaking I got to the loo without making a mess of the bed (one of my irrational fears!) and then called the midwife to see what was what. My waters going at home was a scary prospect for me, (making a mess aside) as things had become so much more intense when they went with B, and it was only 25 minutes later that she was born! The midwife said that if there were no contractions there was really nothing to do she told me to call back in an hour or two if something was happening, or at 8am if thered been no change back to bed then and then a few very intense and close together contractions I decided I needed to pee, headed back to the loo and then got myself really scared I was suddenly too hot, dizzy and really not coping with the pain M helped me to lie down on the bathroom floor where I endured a few more contractions and he made the very wise decision to summon the midwife (lets call her A) at 5.20 she was there ten minutes later. She examined me then, and I was effaced, and 4cm I didnt know whether to be relieved (that I wasnt about to deliver on the bathroom floor) or disappointed (that I still had such a long way to go!) eventually M and A got me to my feet, into a pair of shorts and out of the house to As car we were off, the new one was on his/her way whether I liked it or not (Id already told M quite a few times that I didnt like it, not at all)! It was probably about 6am by the time we got to the Geburtshaus
I was finding the contractions pretty hard to cope with by now I just felt kind of pathetic through them I didnt know what to do with myself at all so when we got to the Gerburtshaus I was just standing uselessly asking what do I do now? it was as if I didnt know what to do with my hands or something! I had to lie down on the bed the huge double bed as far removed from a hospital delivery room as possible! for the baby to be monitored. I then struggled my way to the toilet what a totally pointless mission that was. I think at this stage I was bemoaning the lack of gas and air but all the while the bath was being filled I had some form of pain relief (Buscopan) as a supository and a couple of the cocodamol that Id brought with me, and then I was able to get in the water I have to say I was hoping for some sort of magical instant relief, and while it was nice, it was not quite the miracle I was hoping for. It was relaxing though, but M and A were still having to boss me around a lot I was doing too much chatting and yelling and not enough breathing when I was contracting! At about 6.30 the student midwife K arrived I was glad shed go to be there, as Id seen her quite a few times in the previous few weeks, and shed been so good with the girls at the hospital appointment I did ask at one stage why she was looking so worried (I was mid scream) but apparently she was just tired. I guess things went on like that for a while I eventually discovered there was a knotted rope hanging over the bath, so I had one arm hanging on that, the other trying to dislocate Ms wrist as I writhed in pain.
It took me by surprise that each contraction started with pain, peaked with agony, then tapered off again I guess thats the difference having used gas and air in the past to dull out some of the sensations I did bemoan the lack of entonox quite a lot (and loudly) and asked more than once to go to the hospital for an epidural (was told Id no hope as Id have to have bloods done that would take an hour truth or not, it served to shut me up) or even to have the baby cut out M informs me that after one contraction I announced that I would rather just come back and do it tomorrow instead. I think there were the usual I dont like it comments, the fact Id changed my mind about the whole thing, and on one occasion as I twisted in pain the fact the bath wasnt big enough I was assured I could have a swimming pool next time my typical response was theres not going to be a next time!. I think the other thing that surprised me was the increase in frequency I was just never ready for the next contraction to start and said so on more than one occasion.
At 6.40am I was examined again it was a great relief that I had all this done while I was still in the water both fetal heartrate monitoring (the sonicaid thing was wearing a condom) and internals I was 7-8cm dilated this time it was definite disappointment I was feeling that things werent further on even though Id only been in labour a relatively short amount of time. Throughout the entire labour, I only every felt the contractions in the bottom half of my bump I guess thats the business end of things in terms of dilation, but I had expected to feel it all over, so it made me question at times if things were going as they should. Shortly after that, I noticed a change in the contractions. The uniquitous urge to push I suppose This was accompanied by my usual shouts of I need to poo to which A responded no you dont its just the baby I was almost gloating when I did poo, just to have proved her wrong! I felt the babies head descend then, and on the first occasion was quite relieved when it slipped back I felt it gave me more time to work out what I was meant to be doing. A previous conversation wed had about the risk of shoulder distocia was playing on my mind the need to deliver slowly so that the baby could be helped out if necessary so I was determined to do this as well as I could The head was in the birth canal, and I did manage to stop pushing so that everything else happened slowly I was able to feel a head of hair through a slimy coating of vernix C and B were so late the vernix was non existant.
In contrast to the earlier contractions where everything felt out of control and agonising, once it got the pushing stage it was far easier to focus and use the pain to do something useful. The head was delivered gently very, very slowly, it crowned and then just gradually moved down rather than being pushed out it felt like ages before the next contraction I had a wobble again at that point about the baby getting stuck and while I was waiting there was a huge wriggle, contraction came, and the body was born A definitely had her hands there somehow, but said she was guiding the baby out, rather than having to maneouver per se and then at 7.10am our slimy vernix covered BOY was delivered up on to my chest He was so chilled I was getting worried he wasnt breathing because he wasnt crying he was breathing though, just so chilled out that he didnt need to cry!
The cord cutting was delayed, so M and I both got to feel it pulsating very strange, but quite cool after that we were waiting for the placenta and having cuddles I was worried the placenta would take ages, as they dont routinely give the injection here to help it come away but 15 minutes after P arrived, it was delivered in a couple of pushes and was deemed intact. Daddy got a chance for cuddles then while the midwifes showered me down Id forgotten the whole hollow chest feeling as your rib cage and internal organs suddenly drop back down so as soon as I stood up I had to sit down again! It was lovely to feel all nice and clean though! M, P and I then retreated to the bed while the midwifes tidied up within half an hour of being born P was having his first feed at some stage I was checked over by the 2nd midwife who had finally arrived, missing the delivery totally! not a graze or scratch, never mind the stitches his sisters had left me with I would credit the water, the vernix, Ms encouragement and the coaching of the midwife for that thank you! M and I were left with coke and jaffa cakes (I declined a cup of tea, on the grounds that German tea would inevitably be disappointing!) and our new baby boy while the midwives went off to write up the paperwork. They came back shortly before 8.30 to weigh and measure him M and I both reckoned bigger than C and smaller than B (so somewhere between 4.17kg and 5.01kg) all along A said she thought hed be between those weights well and the scan less than a week ago said 4.1kg so when A and K called M over to the scales, I think its fair to say we were all quite shocked when it was more than any of us expected and more than we managed to guess 5105g, or 11lb 4oz!! Hes 57cm (22.4 inches) long though, so hes a big long lean thing! Biggest Geburtshaus baby of the year apparently (and top 10, maybe top 5 in their 18 year history!).
By 10am P and I were dressed, and at 10.09, just under three hours after he was born, we were driving home in a taxi to start life as a family of 5! Needless to say in the rush of leaving that morning, none of us thought about getting home again and so we forgot to bring the carseat with us luckily the Geburtshaus were able to lend us one! P was introduced to granny and granda, toast and tea were consumed and then we headed upstairs to make our nest for the next few days.
In the afternoon I relaxed in the bath while my parents took the girls to the park I was fairly convinced by this stage that I was having contractions but they were totally irregular in terms of frequency and duration. The bath was nice, to chill out if nothing else, not sure it did much for pain relief though! By the time we were eating our tea I was definitely in more pain, more often to the extent that now everyone else noticed too
We set about getting organised - finding my maternity notes, the forms I'd forgotten to sign, cameras etc, and covering the bed in a thick towel... I was still worried it was all a big fuss over nothing but I was nonetheless relieved to fall in to bed at about 9.30pm. I decided I would time some contrations at this stage, just to see where we were at given how quickly labour progressed with B! I timed for about an hour and a half and the contractions were about every 7 minutes, lasting 40 seconds or so I took some cocodamol, texted the midwife to let her know that something might be happening and after that I turned on my Natal Hypnotherapy track and tried to get some sleep I had a few more contractions listening to the track, and then they seemed to stop entirely!
5 hours later at around 4am they started up again, but less often then just before 5am I thought my waters were leaking I got to the loo without making a mess of the bed (one of my irrational fears!) and then called the midwife to see what was what. My waters going at home was a scary prospect for me, (making a mess aside) as things had become so much more intense when they went with B, and it was only 25 minutes later that she was born! The midwife said that if there were no contractions there was really nothing to do she told me to call back in an hour or two if something was happening, or at 8am if thered been no change back to bed then and then a few very intense and close together contractions I decided I needed to pee, headed back to the loo and then got myself really scared I was suddenly too hot, dizzy and really not coping with the pain M helped me to lie down on the bathroom floor where I endured a few more contractions and he made the very wise decision to summon the midwife (lets call her A) at 5.20 she was there ten minutes later. She examined me then, and I was effaced, and 4cm I didnt know whether to be relieved (that I wasnt about to deliver on the bathroom floor) or disappointed (that I still had such a long way to go!) eventually M and A got me to my feet, into a pair of shorts and out of the house to As car we were off, the new one was on his/her way whether I liked it or not (Id already told M quite a few times that I didnt like it, not at all)! It was probably about 6am by the time we got to the Geburtshaus
I was finding the contractions pretty hard to cope with by now I just felt kind of pathetic through them I didnt know what to do with myself at all so when we got to the Gerburtshaus I was just standing uselessly asking what do I do now? it was as if I didnt know what to do with my hands or something! I had to lie down on the bed the huge double bed as far removed from a hospital delivery room as possible! for the baby to be monitored. I then struggled my way to the toilet what a totally pointless mission that was. I think at this stage I was bemoaning the lack of gas and air but all the while the bath was being filled I had some form of pain relief (Buscopan) as a supository and a couple of the cocodamol that Id brought with me, and then I was able to get in the water I have to say I was hoping for some sort of magical instant relief, and while it was nice, it was not quite the miracle I was hoping for. It was relaxing though, but M and A were still having to boss me around a lot I was doing too much chatting and yelling and not enough breathing when I was contracting! At about 6.30 the student midwife K arrived I was glad shed go to be there, as Id seen her quite a few times in the previous few weeks, and shed been so good with the girls at the hospital appointment I did ask at one stage why she was looking so worried (I was mid scream) but apparently she was just tired. I guess things went on like that for a while I eventually discovered there was a knotted rope hanging over the bath, so I had one arm hanging on that, the other trying to dislocate Ms wrist as I writhed in pain.
It took me by surprise that each contraction started with pain, peaked with agony, then tapered off again I guess thats the difference having used gas and air in the past to dull out some of the sensations I did bemoan the lack of entonox quite a lot (and loudly) and asked more than once to go to the hospital for an epidural (was told Id no hope as Id have to have bloods done that would take an hour truth or not, it served to shut me up) or even to have the baby cut out M informs me that after one contraction I announced that I would rather just come back and do it tomorrow instead. I think there were the usual I dont like it comments, the fact Id changed my mind about the whole thing, and on one occasion as I twisted in pain the fact the bath wasnt big enough I was assured I could have a swimming pool next time my typical response was theres not going to be a next time!. I think the other thing that surprised me was the increase in frequency I was just never ready for the next contraction to start and said so on more than one occasion.
At 6.40am I was examined again it was a great relief that I had all this done while I was still in the water both fetal heartrate monitoring (the sonicaid thing was wearing a condom) and internals I was 7-8cm dilated this time it was definite disappointment I was feeling that things werent further on even though Id only been in labour a relatively short amount of time. Throughout the entire labour, I only every felt the contractions in the bottom half of my bump I guess thats the business end of things in terms of dilation, but I had expected to feel it all over, so it made me question at times if things were going as they should. Shortly after that, I noticed a change in the contractions. The uniquitous urge to push I suppose This was accompanied by my usual shouts of I need to poo to which A responded no you dont its just the baby I was almost gloating when I did poo, just to have proved her wrong! I felt the babies head descend then, and on the first occasion was quite relieved when it slipped back I felt it gave me more time to work out what I was meant to be doing. A previous conversation wed had about the risk of shoulder distocia was playing on my mind the need to deliver slowly so that the baby could be helped out if necessary so I was determined to do this as well as I could The head was in the birth canal, and I did manage to stop pushing so that everything else happened slowly I was able to feel a head of hair through a slimy coating of vernix C and B were so late the vernix was non existant.
In contrast to the earlier contractions where everything felt out of control and agonising, once it got the pushing stage it was far easier to focus and use the pain to do something useful. The head was delivered gently very, very slowly, it crowned and then just gradually moved down rather than being pushed out it felt like ages before the next contraction I had a wobble again at that point about the baby getting stuck and while I was waiting there was a huge wriggle, contraction came, and the body was born A definitely had her hands there somehow, but said she was guiding the baby out, rather than having to maneouver per se and then at 7.10am our slimy vernix covered BOY was delivered up on to my chest He was so chilled I was getting worried he wasnt breathing because he wasnt crying he was breathing though, just so chilled out that he didnt need to cry!
The cord cutting was delayed, so M and I both got to feel it pulsating very strange, but quite cool after that we were waiting for the placenta and having cuddles I was worried the placenta would take ages, as they dont routinely give the injection here to help it come away but 15 minutes after P arrived, it was delivered in a couple of pushes and was deemed intact. Daddy got a chance for cuddles then while the midwifes showered me down Id forgotten the whole hollow chest feeling as your rib cage and internal organs suddenly drop back down so as soon as I stood up I had to sit down again! It was lovely to feel all nice and clean though! M, P and I then retreated to the bed while the midwifes tidied up within half an hour of being born P was having his first feed at some stage I was checked over by the 2nd midwife who had finally arrived, missing the delivery totally! not a graze or scratch, never mind the stitches his sisters had left me with I would credit the water, the vernix, Ms encouragement and the coaching of the midwife for that thank you! M and I were left with coke and jaffa cakes (I declined a cup of tea, on the grounds that German tea would inevitably be disappointing!) and our new baby boy while the midwives went off to write up the paperwork. They came back shortly before 8.30 to weigh and measure him M and I both reckoned bigger than C and smaller than B (so somewhere between 4.17kg and 5.01kg) all along A said she thought hed be between those weights well and the scan less than a week ago said 4.1kg so when A and K called M over to the scales, I think its fair to say we were all quite shocked when it was more than any of us expected and more than we managed to guess 5105g, or 11lb 4oz!! Hes 57cm (22.4 inches) long though, so hes a big long lean thing! Biggest Geburtshaus baby of the year apparently (and top 10, maybe top 5 in their 18 year history!).
By 10am P and I were dressed, and at 10.09, just under three hours after he was born, we were driving home in a taxi to start life as a family of 5! Needless to say in the rush of leaving that morning, none of us thought about getting home again and so we forgot to bring the carseat with us luckily the Geburtshaus were able to lend us one! P was introduced to granny and granda, toast and tea were consumed and then we headed upstairs to make our nest for the next few days.
What do the girls think of their little (well smaller than them now) brother?
I especially loved the part with you gloating that you did indeed do a poo 
I learned some things too 
