Just posted up my birth story in 3rd Tri. It's super long bit here it is:
I can't believe I'm posting this already.
Our perfect, beautiful daughter arrived on Sunday 13 days early.
On Friday I was off work as I felt rough and had a bit of diarrhea.
Then at 2:30am Saturday morning I woke up with a sore tummy again and thought I needed the loo. When I went I'd had my show.
Went back to bed and tried to sleep. I dozed on and off but was excited. DH woke at about 5:30 so I broke it to him that he probably couldn't go and see Iron Man 3 on Saturday as he'd planned.
I had contractions all day varying from 6-11 minutes apart. We had a nice day and had friends over, it was lovely. The contractions were just like bad period pains so I just had to stop and breath every now and again.
By about 7pm they were getting pretty bad but still not regular down to maybe 4-7 minutes in between.
I phoned Delivery Suite anyway just because it'd been a long time. They agreed I was best at home bit said call back anytime.
By about 11 they were still not that regular but getting more severe so I phoned again and the lady said still not close enough try and go to bed and ignore them!!!
I put on my TENS then and laid down for a bit but they were really getting bad. At 12:30am I got out of bed and phoned and said I was coming in.
Once we were in I was put in a room and checked. I was so scared I wouldn't be dilated at all and was just saying "please don't send me home!"
I was 3cm and they contractions were still over 3 minutes with the occasional 1-2 minute one thrown in. While checking she gave me a sweep.
MW suggested I go home but I said please no I can't cope. I just knew I couldn't go home and back. It's about a 25 minute drive.
She agreed I could stay and to help me get some rest I had a pethedine jab. She would come back and check me in 4 hours.
The pethedine really spaced me out so it gets a little blurry there but it did all escalate quite quickly and the pain got really bad.
I started on the gas and air too. And when check at 5:45 was 8cm.
MW broke my waters then and in no time I was saying to DH I need to push. He panicked a little as the MW wasn't around and said "I don't think you should" but with the next contraction I had no choice, it was an incredible feeling and I couldn't fight it.
I think the MW heard me shout "I'm pushing" as she came in and was very pleased.
Then before I knew it it was 7:19am and my beautiful baby girl was on my chest.
I have a 2nd degree tear as she came out with an arm out like Superman. But it isn't as sore as you imagine.
She was put straight onto my chest and we waited for the cord to stop pulsing. I wanted to feed her but the cord wasn't long enough so we just cuddled. When it stopped pulsing I then fed her and we waited for my placenta to come away.
It took a little while but felt sooooo good when it came out. Really lovely. Lol.
The MW showed it all to us which was amazing and then stitched me up while DH had skin to skin with baby.
Sorry to ramble. I'm just so excited and proud. It really was a wonderful experience.
xxx
