MrsMils
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Well, long story - I finally went into the hospital on Tuesday morning, they gave me a pessary at 12pm exactly, within half an hour I started contracting, we went for a walk around the hospital grounds and came back at 2.30pm, contracting every 10 minutes, this very quickly went to every 7 minutes and then suddenly down to every 3 minutes (this literally all happened within a couple of hours at the most). I was dealing well with them, lots of back rubbing from DH and breathing! Suddenly they got very intense and all in my back, I couldn't get into any position to deal with them and breathing/bath etc wasn't even touching them. I refused pethadine several times, the tens machine really helped though. By about 8pm the contractions were coming every two minutes, lasting well over a minute, and some completely on top of each other with no let up at all. Unfortunately my body didn't really deal with it all very well and I kept fainting between each contraction. Helpful!
Anyway, by about 10pm the re-examined and I was only 1cm, despite all of the very strong and close-together contractions (I went on the monitor a couple of times), so gave in and accepted pethadine (the anaesthetist agreed to give me an epidural if I wanted one, but the midwife said that 'she didn't know what she was talking about'). I hated the pethadine, it made me completely out of it, but didn't touch the pain of the contractions. They made DH leave at about 10.30pm, when they pretty much left me to it. A midwife came in a couple of hours later when I was in a complete state, my uterus had decided to 'push' a couple of times every contraction, which was pretty terrifying as it certainly wasn't time to push! She sat with me and finally realised what I was talking about with the back-to-back contractions and the pushing, at which point she actually ran out of the room to get a second opinion. I was bleeding a LOT and my waters were going with each contraction. I was absolutely terrified as I really didn't know how I could cope with the pain.
They called DH and got him to come back as they decided I could go over to delivery and have an epidural. Finally. Went over there where they gave me gas and air - best stuff EVER, why on earth they didn't give me this to start with I don't know?! Had the epidural and within half an hour could actually talk again.
Contractions carried on throughout the day, strong and averaging 2 mins apart, the epidural was great, it was light enough so that I could still feel contractions, move my legs etc. They examined me every 4 hours, I got to 5cms and then remained there for several hours, her head had moved down lots but I just wouldn't dilate any further. They warned me that I would need a c-section if I didn't progress by 4pm. DH and I really wanted to avoid this particularly as J's heart rate was really healthy and the contractions were strong, so when I was still 5 at 4pm, we asked for another couple of hours, which they allowed us. The midwife/doctor team in CDS were brilliant and explained everything to us. So 6pm came and I was examined by the doctor, still no further, so c-section it was.
The surgeon and the anaesthetist came and explained everything to me, answered all of my questions etc. I had a spinal block rather than the epidural being topped up because it was such a light epidural and I still had several patches of complete feeling. The whole team in the theatre were brilliant, really relaxed and chatty. It took them a little longer than expected to get her out, but discovered why she had got stuck, she had tried to descend face-first and back-to-back, they told me that she wouldn't have been able to come out on her own, so the c-section was the right decision. They held her up so DH could tell me whether she was a boy or girl - I was so shocked that she was a girl! At this point I couldn't stop shaking and crying.
They checked her and then placed her on the table next to me with DH holding her there, they said we could keep her there as long as we wanted before they weighed her etc. The whole theatre team were shocked when she weighed in so heavy, in their guesses nobody had guessed above 8lbs5!
DH and J went into recovery while I was stitched up and I shortly followed, the midwife helped me get the gown off so I could have some skin to skin, J instantly started feeding - she knew exactly what to do!
Managed to get out of hospital pretty promptly (I had to smother on rather a lot of blusher to stop myself looking so pale and shaky!) as I hated being on there without DH and had already caught a cold.
Home now and in heaven, I'm sure reality will hit before too long though! Hormones have kicked in and I'm bursting into tears for no reason and my milk has come in so I'm pretty uncomfortable from c-section and now that, but generally we're getting on well, she's a really good baby and making it pretty easy for us at the moment. She is a touch jaundiced, so keeping an eye on that, but generally feeding well and seems content!
That turned out to be pretty long indeed.... Sorry!
Anyway, by about 10pm the re-examined and I was only 1cm, despite all of the very strong and close-together contractions (I went on the monitor a couple of times), so gave in and accepted pethadine (the anaesthetist agreed to give me an epidural if I wanted one, but the midwife said that 'she didn't know what she was talking about'). I hated the pethadine, it made me completely out of it, but didn't touch the pain of the contractions. They made DH leave at about 10.30pm, when they pretty much left me to it. A midwife came in a couple of hours later when I was in a complete state, my uterus had decided to 'push' a couple of times every contraction, which was pretty terrifying as it certainly wasn't time to push! She sat with me and finally realised what I was talking about with the back-to-back contractions and the pushing, at which point she actually ran out of the room to get a second opinion. I was bleeding a LOT and my waters were going with each contraction. I was absolutely terrified as I really didn't know how I could cope with the pain.
They called DH and got him to come back as they decided I could go over to delivery and have an epidural. Finally. Went over there where they gave me gas and air - best stuff EVER, why on earth they didn't give me this to start with I don't know?! Had the epidural and within half an hour could actually talk again.
Contractions carried on throughout the day, strong and averaging 2 mins apart, the epidural was great, it was light enough so that I could still feel contractions, move my legs etc. They examined me every 4 hours, I got to 5cms and then remained there for several hours, her head had moved down lots but I just wouldn't dilate any further. They warned me that I would need a c-section if I didn't progress by 4pm. DH and I really wanted to avoid this particularly as J's heart rate was really healthy and the contractions were strong, so when I was still 5 at 4pm, we asked for another couple of hours, which they allowed us. The midwife/doctor team in CDS were brilliant and explained everything to us. So 6pm came and I was examined by the doctor, still no further, so c-section it was.
The surgeon and the anaesthetist came and explained everything to me, answered all of my questions etc. I had a spinal block rather than the epidural being topped up because it was such a light epidural and I still had several patches of complete feeling. The whole team in the theatre were brilliant, really relaxed and chatty. It took them a little longer than expected to get her out, but discovered why she had got stuck, she had tried to descend face-first and back-to-back, they told me that she wouldn't have been able to come out on her own, so the c-section was the right decision. They held her up so DH could tell me whether she was a boy or girl - I was so shocked that she was a girl! At this point I couldn't stop shaking and crying.
They checked her and then placed her on the table next to me with DH holding her there, they said we could keep her there as long as we wanted before they weighed her etc. The whole theatre team were shocked when she weighed in so heavy, in their guesses nobody had guessed above 8lbs5!
DH and J went into recovery while I was stitched up and I shortly followed, the midwife helped me get the gown off so I could have some skin to skin, J instantly started feeding - she knew exactly what to do!
Managed to get out of hospital pretty promptly (I had to smother on rather a lot of blusher to stop myself looking so pale and shaky!) as I hated being on there without DH and had already caught a cold.
Home now and in heaven, I'm sure reality will hit before too long though! Hormones have kicked in and I'm bursting into tears for no reason and my milk has come in so I'm pretty uncomfortable from c-section and now that, but generally we're getting on well, she's a really good baby and making it pretty easy for us at the moment. She is a touch jaundiced, so keeping an eye on that, but generally feeding well and seems content!
That turned out to be pretty long indeed.... Sorry!
its not even past Halloween!
Ann/Pip/Yas/Brig - any gossip to share, poo stories 
and all I ever seem to do is hang washing...
and it's so weird how you and Ann have similar stories!!
