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Apologies if this is long, once i started i couldn't stop 
All the way through my pregnancy both me and hubby had spent a lot of time researching, worrying and thinking over the best route for Roo’s exit!
Maddi was born via emcs after 40 hours of labour and it was all pretty traumatic. Her actually section was amazing, although the recovery is pretty tough.
After a rubbish, bullying vbac app at 16 weeks, we demanded to see the consultant and with a lot of support from the girls and vbac groups through here we finally find a consultant to listen to us. I wanted to get her out through the safest route possible, and wanted to avoid anything that would put us both at risk. We decided we’d go down the vbac route, and with the our great consultant we set down what we wanted for our vbac, with the view we’d see her at 40+3 to see how we were doing.
At 38 weeks we had a bloody rubbish mw’s app, a bully that demanded I head for induction at t+10 if she wasn’t here. This wasn’t our plans and I was really angry, unfortunately with vbac you often feel in the midst of a professional debate. But I wasn’t a statistic, I a woman that will have my views listened to and you won’t bully me with this – the new and improved carly after maddi’s pregnancy
So at 39+3 – my birthday! We saw the consultant, and she was brilliant. Documented everything in writing for my vbac and booked a section date, at t+8 , the date we said we’d go for. It was brilliant to have a date and to no I could change it if I needed etc.
So t+3 came, and I was doing great, no sign of her coming but went to the mw for a s&s, she couldn’t do anything unfortunately and then she couldn’t find roo’s hb. After a very swift scan Roo was laying in another awkward position, but fine. I think I spent the whole day crying. There was only a month between losing lamb and conceiving roo and I spent my whole pregnancy panicked about her and if I was doing the right thing by her.
Come t+5 I started thinking the section date was getting closer and panicking I’d made the wrong decision and thinking I should wait. Then I started getting loads of scar pains. They were totally different to any false labour and really scary. Her movements were poor as well, so we said we’d stick with the section date of the 5th of December and just see.
On the Saturday morning I was still getting bad pains and reduced movements so we went in for monitoring. Everything was fine, but they needed to keep an eye, so we were booked back in for the Sunday for more monitoring, then section on Monday if she hadn’t arrived.
The DAU were brilliant throughout it, and I was nice to hear from the nice mw’s that they could see I was stuck between a rock and a hard place, wondering if I’d made the right decision for my girls. Thinking of maddi with mummy going through surgery and for roo too.
That weekend I had so many scar pains it was horrible and I was pretty relieved when Monday morning came.
She wasn’t coming and I felt sure, after the scar pains, we’d made the right decision. That weekend I finally felt at peace with it all and very nervous for her arrival, I just wanted my baby girl out safe now.
We got to hospital for 7am, had our pre-meds, roo was checked and my ob’s done. We saw lots of different doctors, but there was rush on in the whole of the labour unit and they didn’t no the wait. At around 10:30, the only other section waiting was cancelled (that poor poor couple) and we knew that it would be us next. So we waited.
At 12 mid day the mw came down, and she said theatre was ready!!!! I think me and james were in shock! We quickly phoned mum to let her no, pulled the curtains round our little dau chair and changed, him into scrubs, me into gown, slippers and dressing gown. We took our stuff to theatre and I reminded him to bring in the camera and a nappy. I asked for no clothes as we wanted skin to skin and feed once in recovery!
I left him waiting outside whilst I went in. I felt sooooo sorry for him, it was really much harder on him last time that me as he saw so much and I knew, even though he thought section was the right decision, he was more terrified than ever.
Then came the worst part, in on my own, with an utterly wonderful team they had to get in the cannula and spinal. First of they couldn’t do the cannula, que large bruise one of goodness no’s how many lol! Then it took two attempts for spinal. The team was amazing throughout, the anaesthetic team really are miracle workers and just kept talking. Once I was laid down james could come in and they began the magic.
This time I felt hardly any pressure or ‘rummaging’, it took longer to get to her as they had to go over the old scar tissue. I just kept saying ‘please get my baby out safe’. I had gone into shock again with major shakes to my bp wasn’t reading, but they kept everything calm and we waited for ‘the cry’. Then we heard the suction and all of a sudden this tiny little baby was lifted up!!!! She was crying straight away and so very perfect! Once wrapped up I got her in neck for touching, but I wanted all her checks down.
James stepped over to cut the rest of the cord and Roo was checked over. She was born at exactly 1pm, just as the sun came out
I watched all her checked and it was just magical, I felt so proud, I’d done it again, and it was amazing and Roo was finally here, our beautiful rainbow. She looked soooooo tiny! And she is! She has the smallest head! They kept telling us she’s a good size, but we knew she was tiny compared to maddi! She weighed 7lb 12oz, over a 1lb and half lighter than big sister!!
We had lots of photo’s taken at this point whilst I was stitched up, I remember asking how much longer, and the anaesthetist told me, with me saying, no details please lol! That they ‘were on skin’!!!!
At this point james took roo out into recovery, whilst I was transferred from beds and taken out to be with my wonderful husband and littlest daughter.
We had skin to skin straight away and she latched perfectly! I couldn’t believe it! She’s a bf-ing pro! We feeds wonderfully, my milk came in on day 3, something that never happened last time and we are doing great. I’m so very proud of us both, now we’re up and running with it, I never ever want it too end. And I love how maddi tell’s me she needs mummy’s booby
We came home Tuesday night and I’m recovering very well, with better pain relief than last time. She’s amazing, maddi adores her and I’m so very lucky to be blessed.
Her birth was everything I hoped it would be and I’m sooooooo glad we did it again! No body can honestly want to put them selves through major surgery, but if you have to, then it’s so very magical!
Roo became Summer Faith at her gender scan at 19 weeks, she truly is our little bit of Summer Faith -
oh i probably should add, at 5+6, we had a mega bleed, and her heart was just turning on, i kept saying, please let us make the summer with a growing bump, please let lamb have sent us a little rainbow, and so summer faith was born
Summer Faith, born at 1pm on the 5th of Dec, weighing 7lb 12oz
Excuse my face in the first one, our first picture!
Second our first family picture
Third is leaving hospital and fed up of waiting for the dr
Forth is back on the ward and sleeping off the busy day of leaving womb and discovering the booby
Last in from today, our first proper family outing as a 4, lunch and soft play!
All the way through my pregnancy both me and hubby had spent a lot of time researching, worrying and thinking over the best route for Roo’s exit!
Maddi was born via emcs after 40 hours of labour and it was all pretty traumatic. Her actually section was amazing, although the recovery is pretty tough.
After a rubbish, bullying vbac app at 16 weeks, we demanded to see the consultant and with a lot of support from the girls and vbac groups through here we finally find a consultant to listen to us. I wanted to get her out through the safest route possible, and wanted to avoid anything that would put us both at risk. We decided we’d go down the vbac route, and with the our great consultant we set down what we wanted for our vbac, with the view we’d see her at 40+3 to see how we were doing.
At 38 weeks we had a bloody rubbish mw’s app, a bully that demanded I head for induction at t+10 if she wasn’t here. This wasn’t our plans and I was really angry, unfortunately with vbac you often feel in the midst of a professional debate. But I wasn’t a statistic, I a woman that will have my views listened to and you won’t bully me with this – the new and improved carly after maddi’s pregnancy
So at 39+3 – my birthday! We saw the consultant, and she was brilliant. Documented everything in writing for my vbac and booked a section date, at t+8 , the date we said we’d go for. It was brilliant to have a date and to no I could change it if I needed etc.
So t+3 came, and I was doing great, no sign of her coming but went to the mw for a s&s, she couldn’t do anything unfortunately and then she couldn’t find roo’s hb. After a very swift scan Roo was laying in another awkward position, but fine. I think I spent the whole day crying. There was only a month between losing lamb and conceiving roo and I spent my whole pregnancy panicked about her and if I was doing the right thing by her.
Come t+5 I started thinking the section date was getting closer and panicking I’d made the wrong decision and thinking I should wait. Then I started getting loads of scar pains. They were totally different to any false labour and really scary. Her movements were poor as well, so we said we’d stick with the section date of the 5th of December and just see.
On the Saturday morning I was still getting bad pains and reduced movements so we went in for monitoring. Everything was fine, but they needed to keep an eye, so we were booked back in for the Sunday for more monitoring, then section on Monday if she hadn’t arrived.
The DAU were brilliant throughout it, and I was nice to hear from the nice mw’s that they could see I was stuck between a rock and a hard place, wondering if I’d made the right decision for my girls. Thinking of maddi with mummy going through surgery and for roo too.
That weekend I had so many scar pains it was horrible and I was pretty relieved when Monday morning came.
She wasn’t coming and I felt sure, after the scar pains, we’d made the right decision. That weekend I finally felt at peace with it all and very nervous for her arrival, I just wanted my baby girl out safe now.
We got to hospital for 7am, had our pre-meds, roo was checked and my ob’s done. We saw lots of different doctors, but there was rush on in the whole of the labour unit and they didn’t no the wait. At around 10:30, the only other section waiting was cancelled (that poor poor couple) and we knew that it would be us next. So we waited.
At 12 mid day the mw came down, and she said theatre was ready!!!! I think me and james were in shock! We quickly phoned mum to let her no, pulled the curtains round our little dau chair and changed, him into scrubs, me into gown, slippers and dressing gown. We took our stuff to theatre and I reminded him to bring in the camera and a nappy. I asked for no clothes as we wanted skin to skin and feed once in recovery!
I left him waiting outside whilst I went in. I felt sooooo sorry for him, it was really much harder on him last time that me as he saw so much and I knew, even though he thought section was the right decision, he was more terrified than ever.
Then came the worst part, in on my own, with an utterly wonderful team they had to get in the cannula and spinal. First of they couldn’t do the cannula, que large bruise one of goodness no’s how many lol! Then it took two attempts for spinal. The team was amazing throughout, the anaesthetic team really are miracle workers and just kept talking. Once I was laid down james could come in and they began the magic.
This time I felt hardly any pressure or ‘rummaging’, it took longer to get to her as they had to go over the old scar tissue. I just kept saying ‘please get my baby out safe’. I had gone into shock again with major shakes to my bp wasn’t reading, but they kept everything calm and we waited for ‘the cry’. Then we heard the suction and all of a sudden this tiny little baby was lifted up!!!! She was crying straight away and so very perfect! Once wrapped up I got her in neck for touching, but I wanted all her checks down.
James stepped over to cut the rest of the cord and Roo was checked over. She was born at exactly 1pm, just as the sun came out
I watched all her checked and it was just magical, I felt so proud, I’d done it again, and it was amazing and Roo was finally here, our beautiful rainbow. She looked soooooo tiny! And she is! She has the smallest head! They kept telling us she’s a good size, but we knew she was tiny compared to maddi! She weighed 7lb 12oz, over a 1lb and half lighter than big sister!!
We had lots of photo’s taken at this point whilst I was stitched up, I remember asking how much longer, and the anaesthetist told me, with me saying, no details please lol! That they ‘were on skin’!!!!
At this point james took roo out into recovery, whilst I was transferred from beds and taken out to be with my wonderful husband and littlest daughter.
We had skin to skin straight away and she latched perfectly! I couldn’t believe it! She’s a bf-ing pro! We feeds wonderfully, my milk came in on day 3, something that never happened last time and we are doing great. I’m so very proud of us both, now we’re up and running with it, I never ever want it too end. And I love how maddi tell’s me she needs mummy’s booby
We came home Tuesday night and I’m recovering very well, with better pain relief than last time. She’s amazing, maddi adores her and I’m so very lucky to be blessed.
Her birth was everything I hoped it would be and I’m sooooooo glad we did it again! No body can honestly want to put them selves through major surgery, but if you have to, then it’s so very magical!
Roo became Summer Faith at her gender scan at 19 weeks, she truly is our little bit of Summer Faith
- oh i probably should add, at 5+6, we had a mega bleed, and her heart was just turning on, i kept saying, please let us make the summer with a growing bump, please let lamb have sent us a little rainbow, and so summer faith was born
Summer Faith, born at 1pm on the 5th of Dec, weighing 7lb 12oz
Excuse my face in the first one, our first picture!
Second our first family picture
Third is leaving hospital and fed up of waiting for the dr
Forth is back on the ward and sleeping off the busy day of leaving womb and discovering the booby
Last in from today, our first proper family outing as a 4, lunch and soft play!
Well done my lovely, she is so beautiful. Perfect little family 
xx
