Ok so i finally have 5 mins to wirte the story...... i'll do the short version lol.
Weds 28th, we get to the hospital 30 mins early. walking up the corridor to labour ward was the most petrifying thing ever, dan stopped walking at one point and the look on his face said exactly what i felt.... we wanted to turn and run lol.
anyway we got booked in and got a bed in the induction suite. i got very emotional at this point and sent my blood pressure up a bit..... but once i had calmed down it was fine again.
so i get hooked up to the monitor where pickle was kicking away the whole hour. got the pessary inserted, then went for a walk for a couple of hours. it was so hot outside i thought i might actually pass out.
so anyway, 6 hours pass and i get examined again and she says about 2 cms but not progressing too fast but thinks she can break my waters.
so i et hooked to the monitor again and once again my little man was wriggling for ages.
fast forward to 7pm. we get moved into a delivery room where a midwife tries to break my waters..... while trying she gets a cramp in her hand!!! fun times. so she tries again, then gets someone to come and help. they finally went.
contractions started almost straight away but were bearable so we went for a little stroll outside cos it was so hot in the hospital!
we went back and they checked me and still only 2-3cms.
at about 12am they called in my midwife and when she got there, they checked again but still 2-3cms.
contractions were really painful and i had started the gas and air.
so the decision was made to put me on a drip to speed things up.
i decided to have an epidural, which i wish i'd never had now as it only numbed the left side of my body, meaning all through labour i still felt everything!!
so at 9am they were saying it wasnt progressing too fast as i was 6-7cms and i may need the epidural re-sited to then go for a c-section.
i wasnt impressed by this at all.
the doctors came round and they were talking to me about the epidural ot being in the right place. then the epidural man said he would re-site it. i looked him in the face and said actually i want to get checked first cos the baby is coming.
they said no its not. i was adament that his head was pushing down. so my midwife told him if we needed him we'd come get him and checked me......10cms!!! bingo.
so we waited 30mins for the head to come down by itself some more, then was time to push. after about 10 pushes and about 30mins, Alfie Jack was born, placed on my chest and he just looked at me with these big blue eyes
Only had one small tear, the main issue was when his head was being born, he pushed out the inflated catheter balloon which meant i have to keep one in for a week til it heals a bit... having a 10ml inflated balloon come out is not pleasant lol.
Anyway the little man would not feed at all. He was so lazy that when he got there, he'd just fall asleep.
So on Friday we went to a birthing centre which specializes in breast feeding. we stayed over night and had 24 hour suport from the midwives but still he wasnt fussed. i'd express some and he'd spit out most of it, they'd give him formula top up so he was getting something and he guzzled the lot.
i was highly emotional and drained and just wanted to go home and for him to eat, so i made the decision to just go to bottle feeding, and he's been guzzling away ever since!!
so anyways, that wasnt such a short story, but here is my little man....
Alfie Jack Scrase, all 7lb 12oz of him and im so in love with him its unbelievable
2 mins old
first cuddles with daddy