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I have not been on here for a little while, but wanted to share my story whilst i can!!
So at week 37 I started to have contractions on and off and was in and out of the hospital for the weekend and was actually kept in over night. They finally settled and I was finally discharged (1cm posterior cervix fingertip only) and sent home. On the same week we moved house and finished on the friday. still no more contractions.
Over the weekend (last weekend in July), Myself and my OH set about arranging the house and putting things in its place the best that we could whilst my dad also helped out with the move and looking after the kids.
On the sunday we thought it would be a great idea to go and have sunday lunch as a family in the new neighbourhood. All was well however, I start to contract at the end of dinner!!! lol OH was due to go back to work the next day and needed to travel. The contractions were easing and were not regular enough so OH sets off and leaves me with dad and the boys.
Overnight Sunday- Monday I have a restless night and keep going to the toilet, I have about 3 bowel movements, which was odd and also had the urge to urinate frequently.
On the Monday (exactly 38 weeks!!) morning I felt real tired and could not get out of bed. Dad knocks the door at around 10 am and shouts " do you want tea....are you okay??". It was odd that I was not up, I am usually an early bird. I lay on my side in bed and could feel the baby wriggling and her fingers scratching round .......
Even though I had been paranoid and afraid of going into labour, I felt watery discharge in between my legs and put my hand there (tmi) .....I thought it was urine. It was kinda cloudy clear looking at it on my hand. I decided to stand up and get a pad on. As I did so there was a gush and it came trickly down my legs!!
I shout to dad, who panics lol!!! I also make contact with my OH at work, and bless him he was over 6 hours away.
The decision was made to leave the kids with dad and I took a cab to the hospital, whilst OH made his way by car. In the hospital there is more water and I am leaving a trail behind me! After examination, I am still 1cm posterior cervix fingertip only. They decide that I should go home again and come back tuesday morning for an induction.
Overnight, as you may have guessed Ferk all happened!! lol
We go back into the hospital the next day and they use propess, which is a vaginal pessary. With the hope that this would get me going and that if nothing much happened they would put me on a drip at 12 midnight.
I begin to contract for 3 hours and as per usual...they stopped. OH is sent home at 10pm and he refuses to leave me and stays in the hall outside the ward. We are also advised that I will be moved to labour ward the next morning (wednesday). The following morning at 7am they take out the pessary and move me to the labour ward, after examination i am 3cms!
They put a heart monitor on the baby's head along with the CTG, I am contracting but they notice that the baby's heart is dipping on each contraction. The doctor comes in and says "sorry to give the bad news but the baby is distressed perhaps due to cord compression and we have to give you a c-section now".
I panic, this is one of the last things that I would ever want unless its life and death. However I consent to it and sign the paper, get the surgical stockings put on, have my bikini shaved by the midwife, and OH gets dressed in sterile slicks. The anaethetist explains in depth how she will apply a spinal block and what it does and also what i may feel in the operation.......at this point i am shitting myself
After another 5 mins another doctor comes in and says, the babys heart looks as though its recovering....lets wait 30 mins. So after 30 mins, her heart rate is normal and there is no dip on the contractions. It is agreed to start the prostaglandin drip. Its about 9:30am by now the contractions become stronger straight away and i begin to take the gas and air.
From what I am told by my OH after 1.5 hours the pain is excruciating and I am crawling the bed repeatedly saying that I need an epidural NOW
. They switch off the drip! The midwifes explain that the anaesthetist is in theatre delivering twins and that she will come straight after. By 12 noon I am crawling the bed swearing my head off at the midwifes because " I want the f'ing epidural now, and stop f'ing fobbing me off!"
lol I mean business!!
Apparently I was biting down on the gas and air real hard and was not having a break. I feel pressure like i want to pooh and continue screaming inbetween contractions. By now they are coming one after the other. Throughout the entire labour, I have not had any examinations to monitor my progress, however I felt the urge to push.
OH holds my leg and I am told to go for it and work with what my body tells me. After one push her head is out and the second push her entire body comes out!!!! Finally Isobelle arrives on the 3rd of August at 12:27 am....I felt so much relief and happiness. Such an emotional moment for my OH and I. We instantly fell in love with our baby. She is beautiful.
I had the injection to deliver the placenta which I did not feel and to be honest as it came out, it cooled the crowning sore I had.
Please find attached pics of our beautiful new addition and also my last pregnancy pic 37 weeks + 4 and myself today 9 days postpartum xxxxxxxx
Loulou xxxxxxxxxxxx
I wish you all the best of luck at the end of your pregnancy journey.
So at week 37 I started to have contractions on and off and was in and out of the hospital for the weekend and was actually kept in over night. They finally settled and I was finally discharged (1cm posterior cervix fingertip only) and sent home. On the same week we moved house and finished on the friday. still no more contractions.
Over the weekend (last weekend in July), Myself and my OH set about arranging the house and putting things in its place the best that we could whilst my dad also helped out with the move and looking after the kids.
On the sunday we thought it would be a great idea to go and have sunday lunch as a family in the new neighbourhood. All was well however, I start to contract at the end of dinner!!! lol OH was due to go back to work the next day and needed to travel. The contractions were easing and were not regular enough so OH sets off and leaves me with dad and the boys.
Overnight Sunday- Monday I have a restless night and keep going to the toilet, I have about 3 bowel movements, which was odd and also had the urge to urinate frequently.
On the Monday (exactly 38 weeks!!) morning I felt real tired and could not get out of bed. Dad knocks the door at around 10 am and shouts " do you want tea....are you okay??". It was odd that I was not up, I am usually an early bird. I lay on my side in bed and could feel the baby wriggling and her fingers scratching round .......
Even though I had been paranoid and afraid of going into labour, I felt watery discharge in between my legs and put my hand there (tmi) .....I thought it was urine. It was kinda cloudy clear looking at it on my hand. I decided to stand up and get a pad on. As I did so there was a gush and it came trickly down my legs!!
I shout to dad, who panics lol!!! I also make contact with my OH at work, and bless him he was over 6 hours away.
The decision was made to leave the kids with dad and I took a cab to the hospital, whilst OH made his way by car. In the hospital there is more water and I am leaving a trail behind me! After examination, I am still 1cm posterior cervix fingertip only. They decide that I should go home again and come back tuesday morning for an induction.
Overnight, as you may have guessed Ferk all happened!! lol
We go back into the hospital the next day and they use propess, which is a vaginal pessary. With the hope that this would get me going and that if nothing much happened they would put me on a drip at 12 midnight.
I begin to contract for 3 hours and as per usual...they stopped. OH is sent home at 10pm and he refuses to leave me and stays in the hall outside the ward. We are also advised that I will be moved to labour ward the next morning (wednesday). The following morning at 7am they take out the pessary and move me to the labour ward, after examination i am 3cms!
They put a heart monitor on the baby's head along with the CTG, I am contracting but they notice that the baby's heart is dipping on each contraction. The doctor comes in and says "sorry to give the bad news but the baby is distressed perhaps due to cord compression and we have to give you a c-section now".
I panic, this is one of the last things that I would ever want unless its life and death. However I consent to it and sign the paper, get the surgical stockings put on, have my bikini shaved by the midwife, and OH gets dressed in sterile slicks. The anaethetist explains in depth how she will apply a spinal block and what it does and also what i may feel in the operation.......at this point i am shitting myself
After another 5 mins another doctor comes in and says, the babys heart looks as though its recovering....lets wait 30 mins. So after 30 mins, her heart rate is normal and there is no dip on the contractions. It is agreed to start the prostaglandin drip. Its about 9:30am by now the contractions become stronger straight away and i begin to take the gas and air.
From what I am told by my OH after 1.5 hours the pain is excruciating and I am crawling the bed repeatedly saying that I need an epidural NOW
. They switch off the drip! The midwifes explain that the anaesthetist is in theatre delivering twins and that she will come straight after. By 12 noon I am crawling the bed swearing my head off at the midwifes because " I want the f'ing epidural now, and stop f'ing fobbing me off!" lol I mean business!!Apparently I was biting down on the gas and air real hard and was not having a break. I feel pressure like i want to pooh and continue screaming inbetween contractions. By now they are coming one after the other. Throughout the entire labour, I have not had any examinations to monitor my progress, however I felt the urge to push.
OH holds my leg and I am told to go for it and work with what my body tells me. After one push her head is out and the second push her entire body comes out!!!! Finally Isobelle arrives on the 3rd of August at 12:27 am....I felt so much relief and happiness. Such an emotional moment for my OH and I. We instantly fell in love with our baby. She is beautiful.
I had the injection to deliver the placenta which I did not feel and to be honest as it came out, it cooled the crowning sore I had.
Please find attached pics of our beautiful new addition and also my last pregnancy pic 37 weeks + 4 and myself today 9 days postpartum xxxxxxxx
Loulou xxxxxxxxxxxx
I wish you all the best of luck at the end of your pregnancy journey.
And you look great! 
xx
your baby is gorgeous 
