Just wanted to update here for anyone who finds this.
We were called to go into hospital just before 11 yesterday. They had a fairly isolated room set aside for us which was ready when we arrived. We had a dedicated midwife who was amazing - everyone we saw (obgyn, anaesthesiologist, other midwives) was very kind and compassionate.
I was given the vaginal tablets around 1.30pm and contractions started almost straight away. I needed gas and air quite quickly after that. At 4.30pm I was given the first oral dose of tablets and things escalated quickly from there - the pain was quite bad, I’d say comparable to my son’s labour. I asked for and was given morphine but it was too late to make a difference. Our baby was born around 6pm. The placenta came quickly after, but I’d also had an injection to accelerate it.
We chose not to see the baby as I was so distraught but we knew from the bereavment midwife there would be an option to do so later, too. We were told with great kindness and empathy how they’d look after the baby for the next few days.
Once the baby was born I had no pain at all. I’ve been bleeding since then, a bit like a very heavy period, but painless. I was given a pill to stop my milk coming in, and offered painkillers but didn’t ever need them after the birth.
We were moved to another private room for the night and were discharged around 11.30am today once I’d been given my anti D injection and they were satisfied I was doing ok.
I was blown away by everyone’s kindness, compassion and empathy. I don’t think I’ll change my mind about seeing the baby but I might ask for a memory box.
I found it a bit difficult to be in a labour and then post-natal ward, but that would be my only complaint about the procedure itself.
I feel relieved the physical part is over but my feelings are all over the place. It felt so wrong to give birth and leave the hospital without a baby. Rationally I know we made the right choice but in my heart I feel waves of guilt and throughout labour I kept apologising to the baby and to my husband.
I wouldn’t wish this experience to my worst enemy. But I am thankful to live in a country that gave me the choice to prioritise the baby’s quality of life and to have the wonderful NHS to see me through it. It will certainly be a long road ahead.