Sullivan Jack's entry to the world!
Baby Sullivan started his entry to the world 2.5 weeks overdue, at some indeterminate hour a couple of days ago, I have totally lost track of time!
Anyway at 2.30am on the 21st June I went to the hospital after having 20 + hours of contractions every 6 minutes, I needed some pain relief, so they strapped me to a ctg for an hour and said all they could offer me was pethadine to help me sleep and that I was to be induced at 7am.
Not so! I had the pethadine and had a short sleep but 7am came and went, the ward was too busy, and by 10.30am I was having thick and fast contractions on G&A which was doing NOTHING.
I think I was having 1.5 min long contractions, 1.5 minutes apart and I was yelling like some wild animal!! DH put up with me very well. The ward was busy so they put me in a side room and left me to it, basically. At 11am I was in so much pain I was pleading for another pethidine injection as I felt there was no way I could cope with the inducement without help, I was so exhausted.
After all those hours I was still only 4cm dilated.
Despite 2 anti-nausea jabs I was vomiting and shaking and I was struggling so much.
Second pethidine injection didn't touch the pain, I was still struggling with pain even having G&A on top, and refused to be induced while I didn't feel I could cope, after an hour of that I begged for an epidural, something I vowed I would never do.
After weighing it up, there are no prizes for bravery in childbirth and I NEEDED help. I was so tired I was crying and shaking and being sick all over the place. I had to be hooked up to a saline drip as I had lost so much fluid.
Epidural was FABULOUS, I asked for a low dose so I could still 'feel', and then I agreed to the drip - within a few hours I was quite rested, still 'feeling' but coping well, and fully dilated!
I had an hour to 'push' and 20 minutes later he slid out, I tore a little but didn't need stitching, what a relief.
I couldn't hold him as my body went into shock and I started vomiting and shaking again, but after having a little bit of toast I was a bit better and able to hold my boy.
Sullivan was born at 5.28pm on the 21st June, 7.6lbs, eyes were open and he has the most screwed up little face. He is lovely and very easy, and it's wonderful that he already knows my voice.
Please don't let the horrors of my story put you mums-to-be off!
Lets face it, after all that I was still discharged less than 24 hours following the birth so it can't have been that bad!
Pics to follow soon!