My Stats
name:boo
age:25
children: DD1 27 months (MiniBoo), DD2 almost 2 weeks (MicroBoo)
MicroBoo’s stats
Name: Evie
Gestation at birth: 37+1
Delivery Method: IOL Vaginal Birth.
birth time: 1:24
Birth weight:5lb 15oz
days to return to birth weight: 10
My Birth Story
I went for a growth scan on the Thursday, Evie's growth had slowed and she’d dropped from the 41st centile (28 weeks) to the 11th (36 weeks). Given this slowed growth and a previous Postpartum Haemorrhage and precipitate labour they agreed to induce me at 37 weeks. An appointment was made and I was sent on my way.
Saturday rolled round, DD was sent to PiL and my parents took me into the hospital (i had sent DH to work for the day as i new it would take a while to get started and he is annoying when he has to wait round) at 2:30 I was weighed and measured and shown to my bed. I was put on a monitor and found to already be contracting every 15 minutes or so, an internal check showed my cervix was thinning and a good 1cm dilated.
at just before 6pm I was given the pessary and talked through the process of what would happen if it hadn’t worked it’s magic by 24 hours (mum and I laughed and told them not to worry about it taking more than 24 hours). my husband came straight from work and by 7pm i was walking round the hospital and contracting pretty regularly, so we went back to the ward and I had a good rock on the birthing ball.
At 9:30 i was contracting more than I was getting rests in-between and a quick monitoring showed the pessary had hyper stimulated me and baby was unimpressed. The pessary was removed, i was given an injection to slow the contractions and an IV of fluids to cheer up baby. I was warned that the injection might stop my contractions and if it did the consultant would be round in the morning to discuss my options.
The contractions did ease off but by 12:30 they were awful again, and my natal hypnotherapy calm was starting to climb out the window. I was monitored then given the precious gas and air (which made me just a bit high) after promising not to give birth in the loo (and chanting ‘don’t deliver the baby down the loo’ all the way there and between contractions like a loon) I was examined and found to be 5cm, so they decided to move me to delivery, leaving me temporarily devoid of gas and air which was the most terrifying thing i’d ever encountered (at the time).
We got to delivery and I begged anyone and everyone (up to and including another womans poor unsuspecting partner who happened to be wandering the halls at the time they wheeled me through) for an epidural, or just to knock me out. A very fast hand over was done and the midwife started discussing getting someone else in to give me an internal as I still wasn’t quite fully dilated, but before she had a chance some of my waters broke and I started pushing. Baby was still in her membranes until she was about half way out and she came out in 3 pushes arriving into the world (very vocally) at 1:24am. whilst I asked the midwife in no uncertain terms if I’d torn from front to back because it sure as hell felt like it!!
Baby was quite swift to take to the boob, having two 40 minute feeds before they were able to take her to be weighed and measured.
I had torn sideways through my labia (I don’t recommend it) and required some pretty intricate stitching by a no nonsense doctor using both local anaesthetic (which only took in some places ) and the precious gas and air.
We were discharged to the ward at about 7:30 in time for breakfast and stayed for a day and a half to help establish breastfeeding and capitalise in the actually pretty scrummy hospital food!