Ann-Marie
I adore my 3 children !!!
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Well.... I seem to have a tiny moment to be able to write my birth story... so here goes.
I thought everything had kicked off on Monday 25th August, when I woke up with contractions every 3 mons. I was told to go to delivery, as Mia was breech at the time. They monitored me, and also attempted turning Mia, even though I actually had an appointment booked for this the next day. They weren't successful in turning her, and I was sent home to see if I progressed anymore. I got a really high temperature within a couple of hours, and I was asked to go back in, and stay overnight, and then go for my appointment on the Tuesday.
When I went in for them to try and turn her again, the cheeky little madam had turned all on her own !! It was such a relief knowing that it was now alright to go into labour naturally. I was sent home again, and then all day Tuesday, I was having my 'show' whenever I went to the loo.... so I was quite hopeful that things were starting.
Come Wednesday... everything stopped !!
So Friday came.....I proceeded to clean my house... have hot curry... pineapple... raspberry leaf tea... bounce on my ball... and
....... Nada !!!!!!!!
Then I decided to give up.... as I hadn't really wanted her to come until September anyways.. and we were nearly there.... 2 days to go.
Sunday morning, I awoke at my usual 'event happening' time, of 4am. I was tricking water. Nothing too obvious... just damp, but clear and non-smelly. I decided to wait it out for the day and see if anything happened..... nothing, except being wet. So when hubby got home and had tea, I phoned Delivery, and told them that my waters were leaking. Of course, we were asked to go in and they would check me over. It was really really busy, and they forgot about me until I'd been there for 45 mins... but finally we got seen, and had the internal.. only to be told that yes.. there was fluid, but it was so little that it was 'inconclusive' whether it was my waters. I explained that it was nearly 18 hours since I'd first felt them trickle.. but no, I got sent home. All day Monday, was the same, but I was wetter, quicker. I knew what would happen when I went in, as the same happened with Ethan. I knew they'd start me off. So I frantically cleaned tidied and organised the house, and stuck a casserole in the oven. Rang Derek at work, and told him that I was phoning hospital, and that they would be asking me to go in for induction as my waters had been gone for ages. I was a bit worried, as Ethan had gotten poorly form my waters being gone for too long, so I though the same would happen to Mia. Derek didn't get home til 4, so I fed him, dropped the kids round his parents, and off we trotted to delivery... Again.
This time they actually saw the fluid leak when they did the 'cough' test, and I was told that yes, I would be induced that evening, as my contractions were not doing anything to my cervix.
I was supposed to be started off at 10pm... however, they needed to put me on antibiotics at the same time. All of a sudden there was a big palava as to what I was allowed to have, as I'd had anaphlactic shock to penicillin earlier in the pregnancy. When they'd finally decided what I was allowed... (1am), they couldn't find a pharmacy that had them. They eventually got hold of them, and I was started on the pitocen at about 1:30... can't remember exact time. Contractions started and they needed to break my forewaters at 5am. I just kept screaming as it hurt sooo much. So I said I wanted them to give me an epidural before they did it again. So I had my epidural and they did my waters and said I was 3-4cms... still..
I had sent Derek home at 10pm the night before to get some sleep, and I didn't want to call him back until they had done my epi and waters.... So finally, Derek was allowed to come up at 7am.
I was having contractions but since having the epidural, my cervix stopped changing. So I asked if I could let the epi wear off and walk around and dance to the radio so that gravity could do it's thing. So round about 10, I got up and started to walka round. I really started to feel the contraction too, but was really enjoying the feeling that I was actually achaiving something. I was checked again at 11:30, and was still 4cms, but was determined to kepp going. The mw kept asking me if I wanted to lay down and have the epi topped up as I was really in pain by this point. But I knew that if I laid down, then everything really would stop, so I persevered. I started on the gas and air, and Oh My God... it was lush. The bed was pumped up really high, and I had my arms on top of a pillow with the g&a in my gob, swaying along to Duffy on the radio. I remember that I suddenly decided that I was an elephant
and was swaying my head from side to side like Stevie Wonder with the tube swinging away, and I was shouting the tunes through the mouthpeice with each contraction... then I started having hysterics, and couldn't look at Derek with out bursting out laughing.
I lasted til about 12:30 on the g&a, and then I really needed my epi !!! I begged her to hurry up, and she asked if she coul check me first.. so she did, and I was 6-7cms. So she gave me the top up on the epi, but within about 10 mins the contractions were coming thick and fast, and I needed a wee, but couldn't go. SO she tried to catheterise me. As she was trying to do this, I just lost it, and I really thought I was going to die because I couldn't wee !! I could hear myself saying 'I'm going to die aren't I, coz I can't wee' over and over again... and I can remember her laughing and saying 'no, you're not going to die.. why do you want to?'. Then I looked up and she showed me a teeny bit of wee in a pot... I still felt like I needed to go wee.... and started screaming again.
**All of a sudden I could hear the mw saying 'Ann-Marie... I know why you thought you were going to die... you baby is just here'....
15 mins and I'd gone from 6-7.. to fully dilated !!!! I had no pain relief as the epi wouldn't kick in.. and I kept throwing the g&a mouthpiece at the mw. She kept telling me to keep pushing... and Derek said I shouted 'I am fucking pushing !!!' ( I was apologising soo much afterwards !! 
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Mia's heartbeat disappeared, and a clip was put on her head. Her heartrate was dropping to 80-90's everytime I pushed, and a consultant was called in. I'd only had one mw in with me the whole time....
As soon as the consultant said hello to me... ( me, laid on my side holding my knee up).. I told her in no uncertain terms that she WAS NOT putting a ventouse or forceps up me as I could feel everything. She just walked out of the room with the mw
This seemed to be the umph I needed, and I managed to push her out just as the mw came back in.... **
** This all happened in 9 mins !!!!!!
So there you go..... The reason her heartbeat was dropping was that the cord was round her neck.
She weighed 6lbs 13oz, which is quite small for me, but she was 38 weeks. Her apgar score was 10, 10, 10.
And she is absolutely perfect 
I had no tears or stitches
But I had absolutely agonising haemorroids
Mia is being combination fed at the mo. My milk came in today, so hopefully we will move across to solely breastfeeding. She is slightly jaundiced... but nothing to worry about.
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I thought everything had kicked off on Monday 25th August, when I woke up with contractions every 3 mons. I was told to go to delivery, as Mia was breech at the time. They monitored me, and also attempted turning Mia, even though I actually had an appointment booked for this the next day. They weren't successful in turning her, and I was sent home to see if I progressed anymore. I got a really high temperature within a couple of hours, and I was asked to go back in, and stay overnight, and then go for my appointment on the Tuesday.
When I went in for them to try and turn her again, the cheeky little madam had turned all on her own !! It was such a relief knowing that it was now alright to go into labour naturally. I was sent home again, and then all day Tuesday, I was having my 'show' whenever I went to the loo.... so I was quite hopeful that things were starting.
Come Wednesday... everything stopped !!
So Friday came.....I proceeded to clean my house... have hot curry... pineapple... raspberry leaf tea... bounce on my ball... and
....... Nada !!!!!!!!
Then I decided to give up.... as I hadn't really wanted her to come until September anyways.. and we were nearly there.... 2 days to go.
Sunday morning, I awoke at my usual 'event happening' time, of 4am. I was tricking water. Nothing too obvious... just damp, but clear and non-smelly. I decided to wait it out for the day and see if anything happened..... nothing, except being wet. So when hubby got home and had tea, I phoned Delivery, and told them that my waters were leaking. Of course, we were asked to go in and they would check me over. It was really really busy, and they forgot about me until I'd been there for 45 mins... but finally we got seen, and had the internal.. only to be told that yes.. there was fluid, but it was so little that it was 'inconclusive' whether it was my waters. I explained that it was nearly 18 hours since I'd first felt them trickle.. but no, I got sent home. All day Monday, was the same, but I was wetter, quicker. I knew what would happen when I went in, as the same happened with Ethan. I knew they'd start me off. So I frantically cleaned tidied and organised the house, and stuck a casserole in the oven. Rang Derek at work, and told him that I was phoning hospital, and that they would be asking me to go in for induction as my waters had been gone for ages. I was a bit worried, as Ethan had gotten poorly form my waters being gone for too long, so I though the same would happen to Mia. Derek didn't get home til 4, so I fed him, dropped the kids round his parents, and off we trotted to delivery... Again.
This time they actually saw the fluid leak when they did the 'cough' test, and I was told that yes, I would be induced that evening, as my contractions were not doing anything to my cervix.
I was supposed to be started off at 10pm... however, they needed to put me on antibiotics at the same time. All of a sudden there was a big palava as to what I was allowed to have, as I'd had anaphlactic shock to penicillin earlier in the pregnancy. When they'd finally decided what I was allowed... (1am), they couldn't find a pharmacy that had them. They eventually got hold of them, and I was started on the pitocen at about 1:30... can't remember exact time. Contractions started and they needed to break my forewaters at 5am. I just kept screaming as it hurt sooo much. So I said I wanted them to give me an epidural before they did it again. So I had my epidural and they did my waters and said I was 3-4cms... still..
I had sent Derek home at 10pm the night before to get some sleep, and I didn't want to call him back until they had done my epi and waters.... So finally, Derek was allowed to come up at 7am.
I was having contractions but since having the epidural, my cervix stopped changing. So I asked if I could let the epi wear off and walk around and dance to the radio so that gravity could do it's thing. So round about 10, I got up and started to walka round. I really started to feel the contraction too, but was really enjoying the feeling that I was actually achaiving something. I was checked again at 11:30, and was still 4cms, but was determined to kepp going. The mw kept asking me if I wanted to lay down and have the epi topped up as I was really in pain by this point. But I knew that if I laid down, then everything really would stop, so I persevered. I started on the gas and air, and Oh My God... it was lush. The bed was pumped up really high, and I had my arms on top of a pillow with the g&a in my gob, swaying along to Duffy on the radio. I remember that I suddenly decided that I was an elephant
and was swaying my head from side to side like Stevie Wonder with the tube swinging away, and I was shouting the tunes through the mouthpeice with each contraction... then I started having hysterics, and couldn't look at Derek with out bursting out laughing. I lasted til about 12:30 on the g&a, and then I really needed my epi !!! I begged her to hurry up, and she asked if she coul check me first.. so she did, and I was 6-7cms. So she gave me the top up on the epi, but within about 10 mins the contractions were coming thick and fast, and I needed a wee, but couldn't go. SO she tried to catheterise me. As she was trying to do this, I just lost it, and I really thought I was going to die because I couldn't wee !! I could hear myself saying 'I'm going to die aren't I, coz I can't wee' over and over again... and I can remember her laughing and saying 'no, you're not going to die.. why do you want to?'. Then I looked up and she showed me a teeny bit of wee in a pot... I still felt like I needed to go wee.... and started screaming again.
**All of a sudden I could hear the mw saying 'Ann-Marie... I know why you thought you were going to die... you baby is just here'....
15 mins and I'd gone from 6-7.. to fully dilated !!!! I had no pain relief as the epi wouldn't kick in.. and I kept throwing the g&a mouthpiece at the mw. She kept telling me to keep pushing... and Derek said I shouted 'I am fucking pushing !!!' ( I was apologising soo much afterwards !! ). Mia's heartbeat disappeared, and a clip was put on her head. Her heartrate was dropping to 80-90's everytime I pushed, and a consultant was called in. I'd only had one mw in with me the whole time....
As soon as the consultant said hello to me... ( me, laid on my side holding my knee up).. I told her in no uncertain terms that she WAS NOT putting a ventouse or forceps up me as I could feel everything. She just walked out of the room with the mw
This seemed to be the umph I needed, and I managed to push her out just as the mw came back in.... **** This all happened in 9 mins !!!!!!
So there you go..... The reason her heartbeat was dropping was that the cord was round her neck.
She weighed 6lbs 13oz, which is quite small for me, but she was 38 weeks. Her apgar score was 10, 10, 10.
And she is absolutely perfect I had no tears or stitches
But I had absolutely agonising haemorroids Mia is being combination fed at the mo. My milk came in today, so hopefully we will move across to solely breastfeeding. She is slightly jaundiced... but nothing to worry about.
https://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn264/anma3078/DSCF0009-1.jpg
https://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn264/anma3078/DSCF0004-2.jpg
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