Just a few weeks before my due date of 1 June, my husband
Jamie was accepted into police college 900km away and had
to leave 3 weeks before the baby was due. Although we were
anticipating this we thought it would happen after the birth
so it was quite stressful as he would be gone for 19 weeks!
As there are no flights during the night I prayed for a drawn
out labour (!!) so that he could get back in time should things
kick off late at night.
Jamie came back for the due weekend and I tried everything
to bring on labour, I gulped a bottle of castor oil (truly
a worse experience than labour!!), homeopathic remedies, huge
long walks, membrane sweeps, nipple tweaking, hot curries,
sex; anything I could find recommended on the Baby Forum!!
The baby was quite happy to stay put though and with a repeat
attempt the following weekend I still showed absolutely no
sign of going into labour naturally. Finally I was booked
in to be induced on 13 June.
At 7am on the day we went into the hospital and they inserted
some prostaglandin gel, told me to go for a big walk and to
come back at 2pm for another assessment. Nothing at all was
happening by lunchtime except for very mild period pains so
we drove off to McDonalds and sat on the beach for the last
time as a childless couple.
At 2pm they put me on the monitor; all seemed fine but nothing
really happening so some more gel was given. By 7pm I was
still only getting fairly mild period pains so they attempted
to break my waters but had no luck so my husband was sent
home for the night. What a disappointment!!
I was kept hooked up to the machine and told to go to sleep;
very hard with all the women in surrounding rooms screaming
their heads off as they gave birth! I got very scared at this
point and considered changing my mind about having a baby!
The nurses kept checking the machine and at 2am they informed
me that because the baby's heart rate was dropping with each
(mild) contraction they were going to get things going immediately.
So husband and midwife were called back and my waters were
broken very painfully by an extremely rough registrar.
Strong contractions started pretty much straight away and
quickly built up to be horribly painful; I was being sick
with every 2nd or 3rd one which didn't make me feel any better
so after 2 hours I asked for an epidural. It took about an
hour before it was organized and taking effect but after that
I didn't feel any pain at all. Bliss! My husband and I chatted
away casually for the next 2 hours until my midwife checked
me again at 7am.
I couldn't believe it when she announced I was 10cm and ready
to push; I was only 1cm when the epidural was put in and I
wasn't expecting anything to happen until lunchtime! I hadn't
been pushing for long when they told me they would be using
a ventouse to get the baby out as his heart rate was dropping
quite a lot with contractions which signified the cord was
around his neck. So by 8.05am out popped our gorgeous baby
boy, Trey, 8.4 pounds.
There was some difficulty in the placenta coming out and
they were about to wheel me into theatre and give me a general
anaesthetic to remove it when my midwife advised me to breastfeed
Trey to stimulate the hormones. He sucked straight away and
with the help of the registrar (who had thankfully changed
shifts with the witch who broke my waters) the placenta came
I needed quite a few stitches as I had torn quite a bit in
the hurry but these have healed very well and eight weeks
later the pain has been forgotten and my memory is that it
was the most exciting day of my life. Can't wait for another!!
The first few weeks were a bit scary ie. "oh no he's
crying what do I do?" but I am gaining confidence every
day and really enjoying motherhood.
Had a lot of trouble with breastfeeding - ie. cracked nipples,
mastitis, abscess, low milk supply so have ended up bottle
feeding - hopefully other Forumites can offer plenty of advice
for how to go about it in a more positive way next time.
As he is still at police college - from his perspective parenting
is extremely easy!! (ha ha wait till he gets home in six weeks
he has a lot of night shifts to catch up on!)