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Hi guys I thought I would post my birth story here to try and get 'm y head around it x I think finnaly facing it and talking to others may help me heal x ok here goes.
At 8.30am on 27th October 2015 I was admitted into ipswich hospital for my induction at 37 weeks due to iugr. I was given the first pessary at 12pm and I naively thought everything would start happening and baby would just come, 24 hours later and nothing had happened so was given a 6 hour pessary a few cramps so walked round the hospital a bit to try and help things along but to no avail .At 6pm my midwife informed me that there were no labour rooms left so to my fustrationwerent they pwerent going to insert apessary till the morning, luckily I managed to get some sleep. I woke up that morning (29th) again not feeling any different and not having any pain or cramps so assumed I would be a while of yet. Doctor came round and examined me to find to my surprise I was 2cm dialated. She broke my waters to try and get things moving and I was moved into a labour room , within 10 mins contractions had started. My mum and partner were with me at this point and I was pretty much left to labour in peace. Only having the midwife come in every hour ir so to moniter baby. An hour after my waters were broken I was examined[ and 4cm! I was so happy things were now moving on their own and I wouldnt need to be put on a drip. I was then left to labour for another 3 hours (my favourite part of the whole experience) I was looking forward to being examined again as I thought I would be around 7 cm by then but I had made no progress so they decided to put me on a drip to bring on contractions which I really didnt want as it ment I would need constant monitoring and be stuck to the bed I was also given an epidural as the midwife advised that the contractions would come thick and fast. I then painlessly laboured for a few more hours. It got to about 8pm and still no progress . Baby kept losing contact with monitor so they decided to use a scalp monitor. This is when things started to go wrong babys heart rate kept dipping, they werent too worried until about an hour later baby's heart rate went down to 80 they tried rolling me on my side, turning off the drip but no luck :'(, midwife rang the alarm and the room filled with different doctors. I was examined and told I was fully dialated but baby hadnt moved down. I was then told to put on gown in case I had to go to theatre. This is when I lost it. I remember bursting into tears and shaking as they tried to explain what was going on, they were in such a rush to get baby out I was signing the consent form as we went up in the lift to the theatre ward. I grabbed my hand but when we got up there he had dissapeant allowed in as therpartnersdissapwasnte was no time for him to change and I was having general anaesthetic) i was so scared and drugged up I didnt know what was going on . I was wheeled into theatre room and told to shuffle on to bed , through floods of tears I tried to listen to doctors, all I remember is them saying is there no time for forceps and to breathe into mask. I was so scared to go to sleep as I didnt know whether my baby would be ok. Next thing I opened my eyes and saw the most beautiful baby in a crib next to my bed on the labour ward. It was blurry but I remember my partner and mum being there and I think I may of breastfed (according to my notes I did) my mum and partner were then sent home but I was so out of it I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning traumatised but so happy to have ny beautiful 4 pound 13 ounce little boy
Marshall Peter Leonard Frost my little fighter x
At 8.30am on 27th October 2015 I was admitted into ipswich hospital for my induction at 37 weeks due to iugr. I was given the first pessary at 12pm and I naively thought everything would start happening and baby would just come, 24 hours later and nothing had happened so was given a 6 hour pessary a few cramps so walked round the hospital a bit to try and help things along but to no avail .At 6pm my midwife informed me that there were no labour rooms left so to my fustrationwerent they pwerent going to insert apessary till the morning, luckily I managed to get some sleep. I woke up that morning (29th) again not feeling any different and not having any pain or cramps so assumed I would be a while of yet. Doctor came round and examined me to find to my surprise I was 2cm dialated. She broke my waters to try and get things moving and I was moved into a labour room , within 10 mins contractions had started. My mum and partner were with me at this point and I was pretty much left to labour in peace. Only having the midwife come in every hour ir so to moniter baby. An hour after my waters were broken I was examined[ and 4cm! I was so happy things were now moving on their own and I wouldnt need to be put on a drip. I was then left to labour for another 3 hours (my favourite part of the whole experience) I was looking forward to being examined again as I thought I would be around 7 cm by then but I had made no progress so they decided to put me on a drip to bring on contractions which I really didnt want as it ment I would need constant monitoring and be stuck to the bed I was also given an epidural as the midwife advised that the contractions would come thick and fast. I then painlessly laboured for a few more hours. It got to about 8pm and still no progress . Baby kept losing contact with monitor so they decided to use a scalp monitor. This is when things started to go wrong babys heart rate kept dipping, they werent too worried until about an hour later baby's heart rate went down to 80 they tried rolling me on my side, turning off the drip but no luck :'(, midwife rang the alarm and the room filled with different doctors. I was examined and told I was fully dialated but baby hadnt moved down. I was then told to put on gown in case I had to go to theatre. This is when I lost it. I remember bursting into tears and shaking as they tried to explain what was going on, they were in such a rush to get baby out I was signing the consent form as we went up in the lift to the theatre ward. I grabbed my hand but when we got up there he had dissapeant allowed in as therpartnersdissapwasnte was no time for him to change and I was having general anaesthetic) i was so scared and drugged up I didnt know what was going on . I was wheeled into theatre room and told to shuffle on to bed , through floods of tears I tried to listen to doctors, all I remember is them saying is there no time for forceps and to breathe into mask. I was so scared to go to sleep as I didnt know whether my baby would be ok. Next thing I opened my eyes and saw the most beautiful baby in a crib next to my bed on the labour ward. It was blurry but I remember my partner and mum being there and I think I may of breastfed (according to my notes I did) my mum and partner were then sent home but I was so out of it I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning traumatised but so happy to have ny beautiful 4 pound 13 ounce little boy
Marshall Peter Leonard Frost my little fighter x