Hi ladies,
Finely got a moment to sit down and write my birth story, its a long one but be nice to get it all down into words. Thanks for all the congrats!
So i had the sweep at 11am on Tuesday 31st, and at 11pm i started to get bad period pains, so i took a paracetamol and went to bed. I woke at 2.30am in pain, contractions coming every 7 minutes. I got up and ran a bath and relaxed in there for an hour and half. Once the water had gone cold i got up and went downstairs on my ball. By 5am it was getting more painful and 5 to 6 minutes apart so went and woke Paul. I laid with paul until 7.30, holding his hand each time a contraction came. Decided to try get back on the ball. They started to come every 4 minutes so called the hospital and they asked me to come in.
We got there and got put over in a room on the high risk area, as the room in low risk was being cleaned. They kept putting off examining me to see how far i had gone. The contractions had changed to 6 minutes apart while we were in there. When she finely checked me she said i was still 1 to 2 cm, exactly the same as 11am the day before, and gave me anouther sweep. I felt gutted! The midwife was really pesimistic and said it was unlikley to be anything, and maybe i should do a walk and see if it developed into something.
So home we went. I tried to nap, but the contractions were too painful. So we decided to walk to the pub for a drink, then head back. About 30 minute walk there, then same back. On the way there they were coming every 3 to 6 minutes, just having to stop as they came and went. about 1 minute long. We had our drink then headed back. The moment i started to walk the pain was intense, and i couldn't tell what were contractions and what weren't. I had no idea how i was going to get home, i couldn't walk. Paul was trying to get me to breath slowly and help me along. Somehow we got back, i had to stop so many times, i had my eyes closed when walking as was in so much pain. But i could not work out the timing for the contractions.
Paul ran me a bath when i got back, and it was a relief. Worked out they were 5 minutes apart. Paul cooked dinner, then we watched Blue Bloods but i couldn't face dinner, the pain that never stopped had started again. I decided to make my decision whether to call the hospital after the apprentice, but i made it too 9.50 and started crying as i just couldn't cope with the pain anymore. I rang the hospital, said i had no idea how long and how often as i was in constant pain. They said to come in.
When we got to the hospital at 11pm on 1st June (24 hours since it first started) we got sent to the low risk birthing unit and i got the birthing pool room. I had a midwife and a student examine me. The student went first and said 3cm, i felt deflated. The midwife then examined me and said no a definate 4cm, then asked if she could do a strech and sweep. I said yes, and OMG what she did in there i have no idea, but it felt like she was ripping the baby out! Paul was in shock! We were told we could stay and i felt so relieved as i was so tired and in pain already.
Contractions started coming every 4 mins and by 12 i asked for pain relief. She gave me gas and air and it made a load of difference. I was having contractions in 3's (a mild one, a strong one, and one i called a sneaky one -mild go away then come back strong). Gas and air made me feel like i was drunk, think i was talking rubbish to Paul which he found funny but made the contractions bearable. I was due another examination at 3am.
3am came and no midwife, they were starting to hurt more, so i got on the bed for a rest (i was on the ball before). A midwife came in at 3.20, and we were told my midwife had gone for her break, so i could not have my examination until 4am when she got back. When she returned she examined me, my waters broke and she said i was 5cm, she said it is around 1/2cm an hour (so in my head i worked out anouther 10 hours, how will i cope). Gutted again, she ran the birthing pool. It was becoming very unbearable as i was so tired by this point.
I got in the pool but it did no good and i asked paul to call the midwife as i wanted an epidural so i could get some rest from the pain. We was informed my one had been called out, and i could not have an epidural as the high risk ward was full, so it was pethidine or nothing. I said no as it was something i never wanted. Paul asked if i was sure as he knew how much pain i was in. It was constant again, i couldn't tell contractions from no contractions. I got out the pool as i needed the loo (and this is where it goes blurry). We had to share a toliet with the next door room, i was locked. Paul said i started shouting 'i need to go, get out my toliet (i'm never like this). Temp midwife came in, guess they opened the door and said again, pethidine for nothing, Paul said she really was horrid. I just said yes as i couldn't cope.
The next 4 hours are a drug filled blur, Paul said it was the bit he hated most as it wasn't me anymore. I can remember coming round for a contraction, attempt to suck on gas and air, saying 'i'm so sorry, i can't do this'. Then out of it again. Paul said he felt helpless, but finely at 8am a new midwife came in and spoke to him about this and that which he said calmed him down, saying my check was late again as the midwife who was assigned to me was delivering anouther baby.
I then remember coming round and saying i really needed to go to the loo. Paul started to help me go to the toliet when the midwife came in. She said to let me go, but it is properly the baby. I remember trying to go, and saying it felt weird. So she got me up and examined me. I was well on the way to delivering him before they had even got into the room.
They popped me on a stool and i started pushing. 25 minutes later my little boy was born, i do remember this which i'm pleased about. They popped him up straight on me, then while she was sorting out the cord all of a sudden he was taken from me and rushed out the room. a code Blue was called and Paul rushed out after them. The midwife tried to calm me down, but i was so worried. A few minutes later Paul returned crying saying he was ok. He had needed oxygen due the the pethidine as his breathing had laboured and he was blue. He was then returned to my arms all warm in a blanket and the midwife helped me feed.
Baby Foley weighed 8lb 3oz and was born 9.42 am on Thursday 2nd June. I have no tears or stiches and am feeling very well and up and about. We were kept in for obs for a day, and came home Friday at 4pm. He is now feeding very well and is bright and alert. I still feel bad about the pethidine due to the scare as it was that which caused it, but now he is home and feeding well i know he is fine and he won't remember.
Despite a long painful labour, i am so pleased he was born naturally rather than c section, as i am feeling so well and up and about already, though the midwifes are still amazed he turned as he was not small!
Sorry it was such a long story, some pics of my little boy.