Woke up with painful contractions at 5am on the 4th may. Straight away they were 10 mins apart lasting between 30-45 seconds each. I woke Charlie up, he got me some painkillers and strapped my TENS machien on for me. This helped a little as it pretty much stopped the contractions in my back, but they were still intense and getting worse. By 7am, the contractions were 5 mins and getting really painful, i called up the hospital who said take a shower, if they are still the same, come in. Well, when i got out of the shower around half 7/ 8 ish, they weren't the same... they were 3 mins apart! cue mad rush to the hospita;, and me forgetting my phone which is why i didnt update! got to the hospial, they had me in the assessment ward as there was no beds on labour! was checked at abiut 9 and i was 4 cms dialated, there was a little labur room on this ward, so they moved me there, was given a shot of diamorphine and the gas and air, i dont remember much between this point and when i got moved again because I was out of it! I was moved onto labour ward at 11am and continued on the same till 12 when i went to the loo, had a massive show and got a really bad urge to push. She examined me again and said that yep I was fully dialated! She broke my waters, but told me not to push and to try to let his head decend on its own so we had 40 mins of no pushing and it was soooo difficult and the contractions were alot more painful once she'd broken my waters. The 40 mins passed and I got to a point where the urge to push was just toooo strong so I told her, she looked and said ok you can start pushing, she also noticed that his heartrate kept dropping, and I heard them mentioning episiotomy, so I just thaught, right, got to get him out. 8 mins later at 12.48pm my gorgeous boy Luke Stephen was born, Still in his membranines. I had immediate skin to skin and he wee'd all over me! I was crying and just kept saying, thats my son, thats my son, you're my son. I had a second degree tear to the labia, vagina and apex (dont know what that is) and had 7 stitches.
The hospital stay was breif but traumatic, as you probably know I had planned to breastfeed, but luke refuses the breast, as I was planning to breastfeed I didn't have formula with me, the night staff were brilliant and gave me 2 bottles for him, the last being at 3am, however when the staff changed, I was refused formula, they yanked the scratch mits off my son who kept scratching his face, they failed to tell me that the lunch trolley was in the hall so I missed food and didn'y even offer me painkillers. Ultimately the thing that really bothers me is because of the hospitals nazi attitude to breastfeeding my son was given nothing for almost 13 hours which was when my mum arrived with some bottles and formula, but she couldn't have come any sooner becasue of the messed up visiting hours. I'm going to be making a complaint about this!
Seconds Old
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5 minutes Old
https://i890.photobucket.com/albums/ac104/myeggoispreggo_17/DSCF7005-1.jpg
First Cuddle With Daddy
https://i890.photobucket.com/albums/ac104/myeggoispreggo_17/DSCF7006-1.jpg
My Family!
https://i890.photobucket.com/albums/ac104/myeggoispreggo_17/DSCF7011.jpg
1 Day Old
https://i890.photobucket.com/albums/ac104/myeggoispreggo_17/DSCF7019.jpg
2 Days Old in bed with daddy
https://i890.photobucket.com/albums/ac104/myeggoispreggo_17/DSCF7024.jpg
I'm So In Love! xxxx
Mrsraggle, I hope your baby comes soon. 
