jayne191284
Mum to Oliver and bump2
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Not sure why i am doing one of these as it all ended in a section anyway but im going to print it out to keep as a reminder of what we went though.
Tuesday 22nd September.
I was booked in for induction today and had to ring at 7am to see if they had a bed for me, they did so off we went. We got there for half 8 after getting stuck in traffic and got signed in and showed to our room. After the consultant had been round and told me what would happen i got changed into my nighty and had baby monitored for a short while. They then examined me and cervix was closed so they gave me a dose of prostin to try and open my cervix so they could break my waters. I had to stay on the bed for a while to allow the prostin to be absorbed. A midwife came in and asked if i would mind moving to a 3 bed room as a lady in labour need my private room. I still find it amusing that i was asked 'would i mind' like if i had said well yes actually i do, they would have let me stay in there! When we got to the 3 bed room i was monitored for an hour and a half to check baby was doing ok. I was having some quite bad cramps by then which were showing on the print out. After i had finished being monitored I had some lunch and then we went for a walk to get Jase something to eat and then back up to the ward to sit and wait. It was so boring. But there is only so far you can walk and so many times you can read your magazines. It was then that i found the free internet - which became essential in the end as my battery went and i had no way to charge it.
6 hours after the prostin was given I was examined again and it had done..............NOTHING!! I wasnt even a mm dialated despite all the cramps i had been having. I cannot begin to describe how i felt at that point. Dissapointed I suppose. I was so excited about meeting my baby. Worried as well i think as Jase had to go home at 8pm and they were talking about giving me the 2nd lot of prostin and i was worried that he would be sent home, i would go into labour and he would miss it all. How I couldn't of been more wrong!
The 2nd lot of prostin was given and i went through all the same as before with all the monitors and what not. Cramps came thick and fast again (within 10 mins of the prostin being put in) I was sure it was working but after an hour or so they eased off and i was able to get some sleep. Although I remember waking up about every hour and counting down the minutes until Jase would be back (we have not spent a night apart for the last 3-4 years)
Wednesday 23rd September
I finally woke up properly about 7am and Jase came back at 8ish. I had some breakfast and the midwives did their visits and i was told i'd be examined again to see if the prostin from the night before had had any effect. I asked to go for a bath first. I felt grotty and if the prostin had worked I wanted to be fresh ready for labour. I had my bath and did my teeth and hair and then went back to bed. Midwife examined me and i was told it had still done NOTHING!! I was gutted.
I was then given yet another prostin and had yet more monitoring and LOTS of cramps but didnt want to get my hopes up yet. 6 hours of more waiting and walking and then i was examined again. The midwife said if I was a tiny bit dilated she would try her best to break my waters and get me started. I was not a tiny bit dilated. I was not dilated AT ALL and she couldnt even try to break my waters. The consultant came round at that point and said they didnt want to give me the 4th prostin (the maximum) as it can over stimulate the uterus and make baby distressed and I was booked in for a section the next morning. I was excited about meeting my baby, upset that i wasnt going to get to 'give birth' and scared about the surgery. Jase went about 6pm that night as he needed to sort the dog out who had only been let out for wees by his dad and not walked. I got moved back to a private room so i could get a good nights sleep.
I lay there thinking for ages. Over the course of the 2 days i had seen countless ladies get their waters broken and go off to have their babies and wished it could of been me. I slept well that night but woke at 6am.
Thursday 24th September
The midwife came in to put my sliding scale drip in for my insulin. From then on i sat on the edge of the bed watching the car park waiting for Jase to turn up at 8am. It got to 8am and he still hadnt arrived. To say i was bricking it is an understatment! Again i started worrying that they would have to take me to theatre and he would miss it. He finally arrived at 8.30am(ish) and i got dressed ready for theatre, had my sexy stockings put on, drank this vile drink to stop me being sick, signed a few consent forms and then headed off to theatre.
I had THE most amazing theatre staff. The anaesthetist could tell I was scared but he was great and made me relax and feel at ease. I had my spinal block done and cathater put in and they lay me down on the bed and wheeled me through to theatre. I asked to have the screen lowered at the last minute so i could see Oliver being born. They said they dont normally do it but would do if we wanted. I didnt feel any pain although i remember being shaken and pulled about on the table. I heard my waters break and then they asked if I still wanted the screen lowered. I did but Jase didnt and he said he would leave for a minute. I didnt want him to miss a thing so we decided to leave the screen where it was. Seconds later at 10.26am our baby was born weighing 10lb 5oz and screamed so loud! I bawled my eyes out and told Jase I loved him. Oliver was taken to a table next to me to have his cord cut and then my gown was pulled down so i could have skin to skin contact with him. Jase then had a cuddle as i felt a bit spaced out. I lay there while they stiched me up and i remember clear as day hearing them counting the instruments back in. We were all then taken through to recovery while they filled my notes in. I breast fed Oliver and had lots of cuddles and then we were taken up to the ward.
I wasnt allowed out of bed until the next day and Jase had to do everything for Oliver. This upset me and it wasnt until we were home and i started to realise what i had missed out on. Giving birth, the first day of his life really, dressing him, changing his nappy. I am ok now though and i couldnt of done it without Jase. He was my rock. To have to go through the pain of induction only for it to fail (hopsitals words) and then to have a section was hard. But Oilver is amazing and we love him to bits. It doesnt matter to me how he got here. I now dont feel like i missed out on 'giving birth'. I just look at him and think 'I grew him'.
So there it is, my birth story and Well done if you got through all of it
Ill add some pics shortly
xx
Tuesday 22nd September.
I was booked in for induction today and had to ring at 7am to see if they had a bed for me, they did so off we went. We got there for half 8 after getting stuck in traffic and got signed in and showed to our room. After the consultant had been round and told me what would happen i got changed into my nighty and had baby monitored for a short while. They then examined me and cervix was closed so they gave me a dose of prostin to try and open my cervix so they could break my waters. I had to stay on the bed for a while to allow the prostin to be absorbed. A midwife came in and asked if i would mind moving to a 3 bed room as a lady in labour need my private room. I still find it amusing that i was asked 'would i mind' like if i had said well yes actually i do, they would have let me stay in there! When we got to the 3 bed room i was monitored for an hour and a half to check baby was doing ok. I was having some quite bad cramps by then which were showing on the print out. After i had finished being monitored I had some lunch and then we went for a walk to get Jase something to eat and then back up to the ward to sit and wait. It was so boring. But there is only so far you can walk and so many times you can read your magazines. It was then that i found the free internet - which became essential in the end as my battery went and i had no way to charge it.
6 hours after the prostin was given I was examined again and it had done..............NOTHING!! I wasnt even a mm dialated despite all the cramps i had been having. I cannot begin to describe how i felt at that point. Dissapointed I suppose. I was so excited about meeting my baby. Worried as well i think as Jase had to go home at 8pm and they were talking about giving me the 2nd lot of prostin and i was worried that he would be sent home, i would go into labour and he would miss it all. How I couldn't of been more wrong!
The 2nd lot of prostin was given and i went through all the same as before with all the monitors and what not. Cramps came thick and fast again (within 10 mins of the prostin being put in) I was sure it was working but after an hour or so they eased off and i was able to get some sleep. Although I remember waking up about every hour and counting down the minutes until Jase would be back (we have not spent a night apart for the last 3-4 years)
Wednesday 23rd September
I finally woke up properly about 7am and Jase came back at 8ish. I had some breakfast and the midwives did their visits and i was told i'd be examined again to see if the prostin from the night before had had any effect. I asked to go for a bath first. I felt grotty and if the prostin had worked I wanted to be fresh ready for labour. I had my bath and did my teeth and hair and then went back to bed. Midwife examined me and i was told it had still done NOTHING!! I was gutted.
I was then given yet another prostin and had yet more monitoring and LOTS of cramps but didnt want to get my hopes up yet. 6 hours of more waiting and walking and then i was examined again. The midwife said if I was a tiny bit dilated she would try her best to break my waters and get me started. I was not a tiny bit dilated. I was not dilated AT ALL and she couldnt even try to break my waters. The consultant came round at that point and said they didnt want to give me the 4th prostin (the maximum) as it can over stimulate the uterus and make baby distressed and I was booked in for a section the next morning. I was excited about meeting my baby, upset that i wasnt going to get to 'give birth' and scared about the surgery. Jase went about 6pm that night as he needed to sort the dog out who had only been let out for wees by his dad and not walked. I got moved back to a private room so i could get a good nights sleep.
I lay there thinking for ages. Over the course of the 2 days i had seen countless ladies get their waters broken and go off to have their babies and wished it could of been me. I slept well that night but woke at 6am.
Thursday 24th September
The midwife came in to put my sliding scale drip in for my insulin. From then on i sat on the edge of the bed watching the car park waiting for Jase to turn up at 8am. It got to 8am and he still hadnt arrived. To say i was bricking it is an understatment! Again i started worrying that they would have to take me to theatre and he would miss it. He finally arrived at 8.30am(ish) and i got dressed ready for theatre, had my sexy stockings put on, drank this vile drink to stop me being sick, signed a few consent forms and then headed off to theatre.
I had THE most amazing theatre staff. The anaesthetist could tell I was scared but he was great and made me relax and feel at ease. I had my spinal block done and cathater put in and they lay me down on the bed and wheeled me through to theatre. I asked to have the screen lowered at the last minute so i could see Oliver being born. They said they dont normally do it but would do if we wanted. I didnt feel any pain although i remember being shaken and pulled about on the table. I heard my waters break and then they asked if I still wanted the screen lowered. I did but Jase didnt and he said he would leave for a minute. I didnt want him to miss a thing so we decided to leave the screen where it was. Seconds later at 10.26am our baby was born weighing 10lb 5oz and screamed so loud! I bawled my eyes out and told Jase I loved him. Oliver was taken to a table next to me to have his cord cut and then my gown was pulled down so i could have skin to skin contact with him. Jase then had a cuddle as i felt a bit spaced out. I lay there while they stiched me up and i remember clear as day hearing them counting the instruments back in. We were all then taken through to recovery while they filled my notes in. I breast fed Oliver and had lots of cuddles and then we were taken up to the ward.
I wasnt allowed out of bed until the next day and Jase had to do everything for Oliver. This upset me and it wasnt until we were home and i started to realise what i had missed out on. Giving birth, the first day of his life really, dressing him, changing his nappy. I am ok now though and i couldnt of done it without Jase. He was my rock. To have to go through the pain of induction only for it to fail (hopsitals words) and then to have a section was hard. But Oilver is amazing and we love him to bits. It doesnt matter to me how he got here. I now dont feel like i missed out on 'giving birth'. I just look at him and think 'I grew him'.
So there it is, my birth story and Well done if you got through all of it
Ill add some pics shortly
xx
