Wow!
Can't believe I'm a mummy.
Sat on the sofa at 10am Monday night and had a "gush" feeling, ran to the toilets and it was so obvious my waters had broken. They just wouldn't stop! Called the labour ward who told me to take my time, have a shower, sort myself out and get down to them. We vacuumed the house, showered, changed all our sheets all the while I was flooding the house! Honestly, I've never seen so much water come from one person. When we got there, around 11:45pm, I soaked their beds, my trousers, 6 sheets. It was so funny. They examined me and I was 1cm. They decided to induce me as the monitor was showing his movements had slowed and didn't want to take any risks. By 1am I was hooked up to a drip. The contractions started coming painfully and quickly within he hour. I asked for an epidural as I'm rubbish with pain. While I was waiting I was loving the gas and air! Anaesthetist came and spent an hour fitting the epidural. It wasn't taking. I was having painful contractions every 2 minutes then. They upped the epidural and still nothing. I started getting the urge to push so they checked and I had got to 6cm by 4am. They wanted to reroute the epidural but I said no as I had obviously gone crazy by then! At 7am I was fully ready. Started pushing at 7:30am. Unfortunately I struggled with my breathing. I'm asthmatic and it started to make me wheeze. The head consultant came at 8am and basically took over. He gave me an episiotomy, I didn't care by then, stuck a ventouse on. I pushed once and he got the head out. Poor little guy had his hands up by his face and the cord wrapped round his neck. Next push he was out. Put on my chest but taken quickly away to get some oxygen. 1 minute later he was back with me. I had an injection and the placenta was delivered. I was stitched front to back, internal and external. This was the worst bit! Anyway baby Oscar was here at 9am on Tuesday 30th July weighing 7lb 3.
Honestly, it was all a blur. It happened so quickly. I'm still in shock! Totally in love with my little boy. I'm feeling well although sore down below but it's bearable.
For those of you that are trying to start labour; I've no idea if this played a part but I'd had loads of pineapple over the week before, 6 dates a day. The actual day before my waters popped I'd had a glass of prune juice which made me "go" on the Monday. Who knows if all this worked or it was just a coincidence.
Anyway, that's my story! I'd do it all again tomorrow to meet my little man. It's worth every pain.
Can't believe I'm a mummy.
Sat on the sofa at 10am Monday night and had a "gush" feeling, ran to the toilets and it was so obvious my waters had broken. They just wouldn't stop! Called the labour ward who told me to take my time, have a shower, sort myself out and get down to them. We vacuumed the house, showered, changed all our sheets all the while I was flooding the house! Honestly, I've never seen so much water come from one person. When we got there, around 11:45pm, I soaked their beds, my trousers, 6 sheets. It was so funny. They examined me and I was 1cm. They decided to induce me as the monitor was showing his movements had slowed and didn't want to take any risks. By 1am I was hooked up to a drip. The contractions started coming painfully and quickly within he hour. I asked for an epidural as I'm rubbish with pain. While I was waiting I was loving the gas and air! Anaesthetist came and spent an hour fitting the epidural. It wasn't taking. I was having painful contractions every 2 minutes then. They upped the epidural and still nothing. I started getting the urge to push so they checked and I had got to 6cm by 4am. They wanted to reroute the epidural but I said no as I had obviously gone crazy by then! At 7am I was fully ready. Started pushing at 7:30am. Unfortunately I struggled with my breathing. I'm asthmatic and it started to make me wheeze. The head consultant came at 8am and basically took over. He gave me an episiotomy, I didn't care by then, stuck a ventouse on. I pushed once and he got the head out. Poor little guy had his hands up by his face and the cord wrapped round his neck. Next push he was out. Put on my chest but taken quickly away to get some oxygen. 1 minute later he was back with me. I had an injection and the placenta was delivered. I was stitched front to back, internal and external. This was the worst bit! Anyway baby Oscar was here at 9am on Tuesday 30th July weighing 7lb 3.
Honestly, it was all a blur. It happened so quickly. I'm still in shock! Totally in love with my little boy. I'm feeling well although sore down below but it's bearable.
For those of you that are trying to start labour; I've no idea if this played a part but I'd had loads of pineapple over the week before, 6 dates a day. The actual day before my waters popped I'd had a glass of prune juice which made me "go" on the Monday. Who knows if all this worked or it was just a coincidence.
Anyway, that's my story! I'd do it all again tomorrow to meet my little man. It's worth every pain.
did you have to bring your own or did they supply you with one?
