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We arrived at the hospital on the 7th, they put us in a room and left us there for an hour, and then came and put me on the monitor, which i quite liked until later.i was contracting every minutes(i've been up all night before with them) and when she checked me i was 2 cms dilated already.She gave me another sweep. which REALLY HURT. she was leathal and i was holding back tears. she then told me to walk alot, so we walked and paced alot. the contractions got to every five minutes, and then around 4ish she came back and said they were moving me to the delivery ward.
and so we moved. my midwife was lovely down there. but this is where it started to go wrong i think! she asked me if i wanted my waters broken, and i said i wasn't sure, but the next thing i knew they were breaking my waters anyway. the Midwife's boss came becuase helen couldn't do it. then all of a sudden she was like right.. lets get you hooked up to a drip and get an epidural. i said i didn't want a drip or an epidural, and she told me the baby is the wrong way round and that i wouldn't be able to cope without one 'you came in to be induced!this is what we're doing' she said.. i cried. i asked them to wait an hour so i could get my head round it. my midwife helen managed to get that for me. so i had a bath. and called my mum. and cried. but the time i got out of the bath 20 minutes later, my contractions were already 3 minutes apart.
i asked for gas and air and a birth ball. and i managed on them for a while. then the biggest mistake they made they put me back on the ctg monitor to monitor Maica's heartbeat. they never let me off after that, i think it was becuase of Maica's heartrate being flatish.. basicly because she was sleeping there was no variability so it was staying at the same rate the whole time instead of changing.
By laying down the contractions worsened and they wouldn't let me off the monitor. it got to the point where i just couldn't cope with the pain anymore, i asked her to check me and if i had got far then i'd managed, if not i wanted an epidural. i was only 4 cms. so i requested an epidural.
I had to wait for the midwives to change shifts (must have been about 8pm by then)and even then she waited waaaay longer i don't know how long i waited but if felt like forever. When the aneasthetist FINALLY arrived and kind of mumbled his way speedily through the risks(does anyone listen to them??) i declared my love for him. he was very good looking too. shame i had to get my bum out in front of him.
it took him FOUR tries to get the epidural in. but funnily enough as i sat up the contractions felt ten times better. i think i might have managed better had they let me off the monitor. the bruise on my back is REALLY nasty from all the poking. and at one point i felt blood... it does make you slightly worried when hes poking you with a needle and it hurts and he says where does it hurt... and i say in my leg, and he repeats 'IN YOUR LEG?!' sounding shocked...
but when he finally got it right it was heaven. i slept for a while.
by about 12 i was 9cms dilated and contracting fine on my own without the drip. however Maica was still sleepy and people kept coming in and out to check the monitor. then the nasty midwife came in and said they wanted me on a drip to speed up the last centermeter. i said fine as i couldn't feel anything anyway. BIG MISTAKE. as the syntowhatever kicked in the epidural kicked out. i was in AGONY in my back and the more i cried and asked for help the more they seemed to ignore me. eventually they turned the epi up, but it still hurt so they topped me up more. i had no feel at all below my boobs down, whereas before i could feel my legs but no contractions.
I then felt really sick. the midwife seemed completely unresponsive and took ages for me to have something to be sick into.
By then i was 10 cms, so another midwife said i could start pushing. i couldn't feel anything to push, but i tried. and Maica's heartbeat dropped seriously low..... i kept pushing while all these midwifes and paediatricians were watching the monitors. they said they needed some of Maica's blood to check oxygen levels so they scratched her head and took some. thankfully they came back fine.
i still pushed and pushed and by a miracle they saw the head - told me she had hair.
this part was all of a blur i kept pushing and the scary midwife said i'd need help delivering and they were going to use forceps. i said fine becuase me and oscar were so worried about the baby. I pushed and she gave me an episiotomy (i didn't know this til after) and then the forceps were in and before i knew it they plonked my baby onto me. it was amazing... i couldn't believe she came from me. 5.27am. i can't believe i laboured so long.
they cut the cord before it had stopped pulsing..i'm disapointed i didn't even get that one bit of my plan.
the scary midwife stitched me up for ages. i asked how many stitches and she changed the subject, she THEN told me about the episiotomy(arn't they supposed to ask before doing such things?) and said it was quite a 'good' cut. Oscar said it was a massive cut....three snips.
8lbs 6oz, apgar scores were 9 and 9! (all that fuss over nothing!)
she was 22.5 inches long and head was 35cms.
there we have it!
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