xLisax
Max & Evies Mummy :)
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Well where do i start our baby is 1 month old and we've only been home with him for 3 days!
I will start with my labour, woke up at 5:30am with niggly pains but just thought it was another false alarm which id had a few of!! Then i had a slight trickle of water along with a pop, this was it!!!
So we stayed at the house for a while, bouncing on the birth ball etc trying to get things moving, then phoned the midwife who asked me to go over to the health centre to make sure i actually was in labour (i didnt think she believed me when i said i was anymore )
We got there and she checked me over and examined me...i was 3cm!! She also gave me a surprise sweep to get things moving more quickly, which worked very well i must say as on the way home my contractions became a lot more intense and more frequent (looking back now i can see that the moaning i was doing about these was a bit over the top! )
The midwife also told me that as my blood pressure was a bit high i should head over to the hospital just to monitor the baby before labour got to established.
We went home and got a few things together, i walked around doing some more moaning and then we started to head over. When we got there i was still unable to believe my baby would be here that day or the next! And when the hospital midwife asked me to change into what i wanted to wear in labour it all suddenly hit me..this baby is real and is about to make an appearance!
She examined me again and i hadnt made any progress since my health centre visit and so she asked me if she could break my waters, so she did. So after i'd flooded the tiny room my contractions went through the roof coming so fast that i had to have some form of pain relief.. i opted for gas and air but had the thought of an epidural in the back of my mind as backup!
I was fine on the gas and air and when the lady next examined me i was 6-7cm dilated, the pain then became worse and i was getting tired, it was about 5pm and i had been in labour all day, i asked for my epidural and my reply was..'im sorry lisa all doctors are in surgery so no epidurals can be administered for another few hours, your baby should be here by then'.
this scared the poop out of me!
Anywho after another 6 hours i was ready to push!! The midwife put up the handles and as my next contraction came i put my head down and pushed, i dont know what came over me as i am the worst person ever with pain! But i found out that when you push the pain eases so i kinda forgot to breath and kept on pushing
But it worked, within half an hour the head had crowned and with my next contraction my baby was born.
This is where our upset start, Max was born at 11:38pm and weighed a massive 9lb13oz, he was placed on my chest where we discovered he was a boy and were delighted! But no sooner as our little man had been given to us he was taken away again, all i remember is voices saying that he wasnt breathing and that he was being taken to intensive care to try and stabilise him, at this point i cried my eyes out, the lady came back what seemed like hours later and told us that he was nearly stable but not to announce his birth just yet. To be honest at the time it was all a blur and all i wanted was to see my baby. I needed stitches and was left two hours before getting them, i grinned and beared this pain and then was wheeled up to the intensive care unit to meet my little one, we took one look at him and sobbed, he was being ventilated and had so many wires you could hardly see his little body.
The rest of the night came and went, i suprisingly managed to sleep as i was so emotionally drained, the next day was just waiting for results on what was wrong with our baby, family came to visit and it was not what i had expected for my first day as a mummy at all, i felt empty and as if a huge part was missing. Later they informed us that Max had a distended abdomen and would need surgery, we were whisked up to St Michaels Hospital in Bristol, 3 hours away from us.
To cut a long story short we remained at Bristol until 23rd October, almost a month after Max's arrival. He had a blocked bowel and had an operation at 2 days old to fix this, we then had to wait and see if he pooed, showing the operation was succesful, this took 1 1/2 weeks in which time Max had not had a feed through his mouth at all. A week after his op Max caught an infection which put us a few steps backwards. He also had a second operation for what they thought was a twisted testicle, it was actually only an infection (the same infection i mentioned). After 3 weeks Max started to be fed 2 mls of milk every four hours, this went up every 12 hours over the next few days and gradually this increased more frequently. In the midst of all of this we were told that Max has Cystic Fibrosis, this is what caused the blockage, so he was started on enzymes called creon to help him digest his milk. He then had more milk and in a few days was up to a full feed of 85mls every 3 hours! We were showed how to give Max his medicine and do his physio which he has once a day.
After all of this we went up to see our LO where they told us we were going home that day! We had been there nearly 4 weeks living in a room across from the hospital only being able to see Max in a chair next to him with monitors and nurses around all of the time..now it was us three, me Alex and Max with a three hour journey ahead of us. I was sooo scared! But the little angel slept the whole way to my mums house who we decided to surprise, she screamed as you can imagine!!
I am now so happy after everything that has happened in this short time, it is not how i would have chosen to start life as a family but i wouldnt change him for the world, i love him so much and appreciate him so much more now that i nearly lost him. He is such a good baby as he is now so used to being prodded and poked, he doesnt wake in the night, he squirms and needs to be woken up for a feed which he takes, nappy changed and then he sleeps again. I am loving being a mum and cannot believe how you feel about someone so tiny.
Sorry its so long, but its been a long time and i needed to get it all out! I feel so much better now! Thank you for reading, i will post up photos soon
I will start with my labour, woke up at 5:30am with niggly pains but just thought it was another false alarm which id had a few of!! Then i had a slight trickle of water along with a pop, this was it!!!
So we stayed at the house for a while, bouncing on the birth ball etc trying to get things moving, then phoned the midwife who asked me to go over to the health centre to make sure i actually was in labour (i didnt think she believed me when i said i was anymore )
We got there and she checked me over and examined me...i was 3cm!! She also gave me a surprise sweep to get things moving more quickly, which worked very well i must say as on the way home my contractions became a lot more intense and more frequent (looking back now i can see that the moaning i was doing about these was a bit over the top! )
The midwife also told me that as my blood pressure was a bit high i should head over to the hospital just to monitor the baby before labour got to established.
We went home and got a few things together, i walked around doing some more moaning and then we started to head over. When we got there i was still unable to believe my baby would be here that day or the next! And when the hospital midwife asked me to change into what i wanted to wear in labour it all suddenly hit me..this baby is real and is about to make an appearance!
She examined me again and i hadnt made any progress since my health centre visit and so she asked me if she could break my waters, so she did. So after i'd flooded the tiny room my contractions went through the roof coming so fast that i had to have some form of pain relief.. i opted for gas and air but had the thought of an epidural in the back of my mind as backup!
I was fine on the gas and air and when the lady next examined me i was 6-7cm dilated, the pain then became worse and i was getting tired, it was about 5pm and i had been in labour all day, i asked for my epidural and my reply was..'im sorry lisa all doctors are in surgery so no epidurals can be administered for another few hours, your baby should be here by then'.
this scared the poop out of me!
Anywho after another 6 hours i was ready to push!! The midwife put up the handles and as my next contraction came i put my head down and pushed, i dont know what came over me as i am the worst person ever with pain! But i found out that when you push the pain eases so i kinda forgot to breath and kept on pushing
But it worked, within half an hour the head had crowned and with my next contraction my baby was born.
This is where our upset start, Max was born at 11:38pm and weighed a massive 9lb13oz, he was placed on my chest where we discovered he was a boy and were delighted! But no sooner as our little man had been given to us he was taken away again, all i remember is voices saying that he wasnt breathing and that he was being taken to intensive care to try and stabilise him, at this point i cried my eyes out, the lady came back what seemed like hours later and told us that he was nearly stable but not to announce his birth just yet. To be honest at the time it was all a blur and all i wanted was to see my baby. I needed stitches and was left two hours before getting them, i grinned and beared this pain and then was wheeled up to the intensive care unit to meet my little one, we took one look at him and sobbed, he was being ventilated and had so many wires you could hardly see his little body.
The rest of the night came and went, i suprisingly managed to sleep as i was so emotionally drained, the next day was just waiting for results on what was wrong with our baby, family came to visit and it was not what i had expected for my first day as a mummy at all, i felt empty and as if a huge part was missing. Later they informed us that Max had a distended abdomen and would need surgery, we were whisked up to St Michaels Hospital in Bristol, 3 hours away from us.
To cut a long story short we remained at Bristol until 23rd October, almost a month after Max's arrival. He had a blocked bowel and had an operation at 2 days old to fix this, we then had to wait and see if he pooed, showing the operation was succesful, this took 1 1/2 weeks in which time Max had not had a feed through his mouth at all. A week after his op Max caught an infection which put us a few steps backwards. He also had a second operation for what they thought was a twisted testicle, it was actually only an infection (the same infection i mentioned). After 3 weeks Max started to be fed 2 mls of milk every four hours, this went up every 12 hours over the next few days and gradually this increased more frequently. In the midst of all of this we were told that Max has Cystic Fibrosis, this is what caused the blockage, so he was started on enzymes called creon to help him digest his milk. He then had more milk and in a few days was up to a full feed of 85mls every 3 hours! We were showed how to give Max his medicine and do his physio which he has once a day.
After all of this we went up to see our LO where they told us we were going home that day! We had been there nearly 4 weeks living in a room across from the hospital only being able to see Max in a chair next to him with monitors and nurses around all of the time..now it was us three, me Alex and Max with a three hour journey ahead of us. I was sooo scared! But the little angel slept the whole way to my mums house who we decided to surprise, she screamed as you can imagine!!
I am now so happy after everything that has happened in this short time, it is not how i would have chosen to start life as a family but i wouldnt change him for the world, i love him so much and appreciate him so much more now that i nearly lost him. He is such a good baby as he is now so used to being prodded and poked, he doesnt wake in the night, he squirms and needs to be woken up for a feed which he takes, nappy changed and then he sleeps again. I am loving being a mum and cannot believe how you feel about someone so tiny.
Sorry its so long, but its been a long time and i needed to get it all out! I feel so much better now! Thank you for reading, i will post up photos soon