I want to apologize to you lovely ladies, who I left behind when I went all hormonal and weepy... I hope you can forgive me.
For you who are about to give birth, this is a horror story, so be warned.
It is not a happy story, so read at your own risk.
For those interested, here is my birth story.
As some might remember, I wanted to have a home birth, water birth, lotus birth and hypno birth.
I ended up having none of these, actually.
The lotus birth I gave up, because DH was opposed to it,
the rest went bye bye, when labor got really started.
I started going into labor at 1am on the 9th of February.
It was pleasant, and a couple of hours in, I got DH to fill up the pool for me.
I listened to my hypno birthing CD´s, and felt really calm and comfortable.
At 6am, I called the midwife, who showed up about 30 minutes later.
at 7am I called my mother, who showed up about 15 minutes after that.
Midwife checked my dilation, which was at 2...
At around 10am, I felt the contractions getting less intense, and farther apart, so I got out of the pool. Me and DH decided to take a nap.
At 2pm, we woke up, and my contractions had subsided completely.
Midwife went home for the time being, and I started trying every trick in the book to get labor started again. (coffee, pineapple, squats, castor oil... you name it, I tried it).
At 9pm, my contractions started again, but they were different from before. All the pain seemed to radiate into my lower back this time.
I managed to stay out of the pool for about 30 minutes, and then went back in.
DH climbed in soon after that to help pressing on my back...
That didn´t really help. Mom was talking to me the entire time, giving me strength to go on...
At 1am they called the midwife again, she was there shortly before 2am.
She checked me again, and found that I was only at 4cm... not progressing very well at all.
She decides to send me to the hospital for closer monitoring. I´m admitted shortly before 4am.
I get an epidural shortly after arrival, which was complete bliss. The first painless moment in 7 hours...
Sadly that only lasted for 2 hours.
The epidural then failed in such a way as to leave me paralyzed, but in intense pain on the right side of my body.
I got a replacement epidural, which lasted for 30 minutes, and then went the same way as the other one.
By that time it´s about 7am, and labor started 30 hours ago.
I push and push, dilating with the help of syntocin up to 10cm.
They had to use a dose way surpassing normal dosage, and had to get clearance from a doctor to up the dose even higher. By half past 2, fully dilated, after a few hours of pushing, they finally realize my little boy is stuck.
Hasn´t budged in a long while.
The doctor comes to me and tells me she wants to try a suction cup, and if that fails, a cesarean section.
I, of course agree, as I´m way beyond exhausted at that point.
In we go, and I finally get numbed enough that I´m pain free.
I´m actually completely numb up to my earlobes and eyelids.
She makes an episiotomy, DH shows up in scrubs, and with the next contraction, the doctor starts pulling. LO is out with the second contraction.
He is put immediately onto my chest, and there he stares at me, with his big blue eyes. Completely focused. I feel my heart swell 10 times over. I never imagined being able to love someone this much.
Weighing in at 4.650 grams and 53.5cm long. Healthy and happy.
The labor took just over 38 hours from beginning to end.
Thereof 27 hours active labor, thereof 24 hours of intense pain...
DH then notices a lot of blood. Turns out I ended up losing 2 liters of blood. I tore from the episiotomy cut.
Stitched up and recovering, we are put together in the recovery section.
I feel very woozy, so I can´t hold my little boy for more than a few minutes, and need to have somebody support most of his weight for me.
That evening, a midwife shows up and gives me penicillin to bar possible infection from the cut and tear.
She leaves, and comes back a few minutes later, by that time the entire bag of penicillin has been emptied into my veins, and she wants to take blood, to check if I need an infusion or not.
She sticks my right arm, going through the vein, so she goes around the bed to try the left side.
That´s when I start coughing. I try a glass of water, and cough a bit more. I try a deep breath, and cough more. By that time, I realize something is seriously wrong, and tell the midwife I can´t breathe properly.
Turns out I´ve developed a severe allergy to penicillin.
Basically I start choking, DH sends the midwife to get the doctor (the midwife froze completely, and had no idea what to do), and a couple of minutes later, the room is full of doctors and nurses giving me adrenalin, oxygen and all sorts of things.
Off we go to the heart section of the hospital, to be monitored.
We stay there for a few hours (by this time DH has been awake for more than 45 hours...), with our LO only about 6 hours old.
The day after I have a severe headache, which keeps me from walking around at all, even rolling over in bed is excruciating.
That day I get an infusion, but the headache doesn´t subside at all.
The day after, the diagnosis of the headache is in...
I have something called a spinal ache.
Basically they punctured holes in my spinal cord, which caused fluid to leak out whenever I moved, causing low pressure in my brain and spine, causing that headache.
The day after I go to have a procedure which entails drawing blood from my arm, and injecting it into my spinal fluid, forming a "band-aid" formed from coagulating blood...
If it works, great. If not, I could be stuck with that headache for several weeks... (fingers crossed every one)
3 hours later (not allowed to move even my little finger), I stand up, crossing everything, and thankfully, it worked. The headache is gone.
That day is wonderful, complete bliss. Feeding my boy is going well, and I´m resting up whenever he´s napping (which is most of the time).
That evening they check my boy for a yellowing of the skin, as he seems a bit yellow... He´s then put into a tanning bed to help with ridding him of it, which in turn leads to him being checked for a fever, which in turn gets him admitted into newborn ICU...
Turns out he has a mild infection, and a broken collarbone.
He´s in the ICU for 3 days, just for monitoring (his Oxygen levels weren´t completely to the doctors satisfaction).
While the birth was traumatic enough, it was nothing compared to what I felt like when I had to leave my baby in the ICU...
I was devastated.
Thankfully he got better over time, got a stomach tube for a night to help with getting his energy levels up, as he was too tired to drink much at a time.
My precious little boy was born on the 11th of February at 3:22pm.
We were checked out of the hospital at noon on the 17th of February, after very eventful few days.
The first few days at home were difficult, as I was still recuperating (which took about 2 weeks more), but were all very happy and healthy today.
Nipples are a bit sore after feeding and pumping for 2 weeks at home, but that´s to be expected. (I´m trying to get supplies for the summer, so as to be able to not breastfeed while I´m working, could be a problem getting breaks to pump breastmilk there...)
Today I have a healthy 5kg boy, who drinks about every 2-6 hours, depending on the time of day. (5-6 hours in the night, 4 hours in the day, and 2 hours in the evenings).
Again I´m sorry it took me so long to post this.
I love you all guys.
I look forward to reading your birth story and seeing pics of ur LO! 
and checked out well all around. Her head circumference is at 1 percetile right now so I'm not sure why she took an hour CROWNING to come out!!!! 
