I went into hospital on Sunday night (19th August) and they
were going to break my waters on Monday morning. Well I'd
been in hospital for about an hour and a half and my waters
broke on their own!! It was quite a relief - I wasn't looking
forward to having them broken for me! I didn't sleep all that
night - I was waiting for the contractions to start - I tried
to walk about as much as possible which was uncomfortable
as I kept leaking water everywhere!!
Well Monday morning finally came - I was on a high but apprehensive
at the same time - I hate needles and didn't really want to
have an epidural or the drip to start my contractions off
(I had a drip instead of pessaries as they could then control
my contractions as I had a small baby and they didn't want
her to get distressed)!
The doctors came round earlier than expected and my mum hadn't
arrived at the hospital when the midwife came for me to start
me off - and I was a little upset and scared. I settled into
the labour room and constantly watched the door for my mum
to walk in. The midwife was busy preparing everything and
just as she walked towards me with the needle to set the drip
up my mum walked in!!! The relief was immense!!! So the drip
was started at 9.45am. The monitor was put onto the baby's
heartbeat and we settled back and watched TV while we waited
for things to get going. The midwife increased the dosage
of the drip every 15 minutes and then at about 11.45 my contractions
started. The TENS machine was put on me.
My sister and brother-in-law then arrived at about 12.45
as moral support for both me and my mum. My brother-in-law
didn't come in the labour room but waited outside in the waiting
room and walking around the hospital grounds. I managed to
continue with the TENS for quite a while, I can't remember
how long exactly but I built the power up in it gradually,
the pain then became too much and I went onto the gas and
air (lovely stuff!!) I'd managed to get to 5cms by the time
the midwife recommended that I have an epidural - I knew that
this was likely as if the baby got distressed they would want
to do a caesarean so I agreed. I was past caring if it was
going to hurt (gas and air had taken over!).
The anaesthetist was excellent I hardly felt a thing!! My
mum was holding my shoulders but when they came to do the
epidural she was busy watching the needles (I have to admit
I told her off a bit but that's the only time I lost control!)
instead of concentrating on helping me breathe with the gas
and air so my sister took over whilst my mum had a seat!!!
I then didn't need the gas and air once the epidural had kicked
in (shame!). They had to stop the drip controlling my contractions
whilst inserting the epidural and then had to start building
them up again. I can't remember how much time passed between
having the epidural and the next bit but know that I watched
Ready Steady Cook and some of the Weakest Link. Anyway the
monitor kept losing the baby's heartbeat (to say I was worried
was an understatement) - the midwife brought in another monitor
which has a clip that is attached to the baby's head, we then
got the heartbeat back again (huge sigh of relief) - by this
time I was 9cm dilated!
What seemed to be a short time after having the clip put
onto the baby's head, I started to have a contraction that
I could feel - the midwife topped up the epidural but the
pain just wouldn't go - then the baby's heartbeat disappeared
off the monitor again, the midwife went to get the doctor
and I promptly burst into tears, I was so scared, many a time
during my pregnancy I thought I was going to lose my baby
as I'd had bleeds and now I'd got so close to giving birth
to her and there were complications.
My sister came over to me and comforted me, within seconds
the midwife reappeared with the doctor, just as they entered
the room the alarm sounded on the monitor, the doctor told
me that the baby was going to have to come out NOW and I was
going to have a crash caesarean - all of a sudden the room
was full of people and the bed I was on was being pushed out
of the labour room and we were running towards the theatre,
the drip was taken out of my arm just in time and the monitors
wheeled alongside, I'm not a religious person at all but prayed
that my baby girl would be alright. In the theatre it was
all systems go - I have no idea how many people were in there
but there seemed to be loads. I remember panicking and telling
the anaesthetist that I could feel my tummy still but he checked
me over with this cold spray and proved to me that I couldn't!!!
My mum came and sat by the side of me, no one except my mum
and the anaesthetist spoke to me they were all so busy - then
after what felt like someone rummaging around in my tummy,
at 6.16pm this enormous cry was let out, (sorry crying as
I type this, it was the best moment of my life!), my little
girl was born, weighing in at a tiny 4lb 1oz, she was put
straight under the lights and I looked to the side of me and
could see her, she was very busy looking around her - I promptly
burst into tears and the paediatrician came over and told
me that she was fine!! I was then sewn up (a very neat job
I'm told, I'm too squeamish to look!) and taken back to the
labour ward where my sister and her husband were waiting.
They had been allowed to wait outside the theatre so they
could hear Elena's first cry!!!
What seemed like the next few hours I spent drifting in and
out of consciousness, while Elena had her Vitamin K injection
and other various things done and my mum, sister and brother-in-law
spent the time video recording her first minutes and taking
photos, unfortunately I couldn't hold Elena to begin with
as my hands were numb, but my sister held her next to me and
my brother-in-law took a picture of me with her like that
- what with me drifting in and out of consciousness it's going
to make a very attractive photo!!!
When my family had gone home and the numbness had gone in
my hands and could hold my little bundle - and we had a good
chat and loads of kisses before being wheeled up to the ward
for the night. I couldn't sleep then, although I was still
numb from the chest down, I just lay there staring at her,
the midwives kept telling me to get some rest but how can
you when you have something so perfectly beautiful laying
next to you? We left hospital on Friday afternoon and we're
getting into a routine now!!
Apparently according to the report that they give you on
leaving hospital - the caesarean took 3 minutes!!! I knew
they were quick but was amazed it was that quick!!! The whole
team were excellent and I really couldn't thank them enough!!!
I'd recommend the TENS machine but it needs to be put on
from the minute the first contraction starts! Gas and air
- fantastic stuff!! Epidural - seeing as I didn't want one
I now wouldn't hesitate in recommending one!!!
Elena Mai is now just over 6 weeks old and weighs 5lb 15oz!