Or careful what you wish for you just might get it. if you know anything about my carry on with my Trust to get my hwb.
I woke up on Sat at 2.am with a strong period pain and thought I'll lie here as long as possible. 15 mins later I was on the toilet having a poo, thinking 'this is it', listening to dd1 laughing in her sleep and wishing her to stay asleep. At 3am contractions were 5 mins apart and was on my knees moaning which woke dh.
He begins to inflate the pool and i was now in the downstairs loo pooing again, 15 mins later and bellowing through contractions. He said, who do we need to call? So I ring my doula (3.15 am) between the next 2 contractions, then the hospital. Doula says she'll be there within an hour (she lives 30 min drive away) and i say 'I hope you get here in time!' Feeling a touch of desperation now.
By now I can't stand so I crawl back to the living room and hang over the birthing ball, producing a chorus of animal noises, Buddhist chanting, possibly even yodeling and amazed that i could some of them. the pool by now seems 1/4 filled and i wonder if it will be filled in time. i figure that i may end up delivering on land now and i didn't want that because of spd.
Dh puts the tens on but within 20 mins i feel the baby's head in my backside and feels her body take a big flip in my belly! i shout, 'you have to get me in the pool now!'
Dd1 wanders downstairs asking 'what's this?' and 'why are you in there?' i tell her baby sister is coming now and brace for the next contraction, no, bellowing! Dh phones the friends who were to look after her to find out that they had been on the lash and can't pick her up. oh well!
dh, carrying dd1, goes to turn the tap off in the kitchen and takes a fall in a puddle of water that leaked off the hose. i hear her scream and the fright in his voice so all i can imagine is blood. Thankfully he said he landed on her leg so i return back to labouring. I now know that dh settled dd1 on the couch and she watched the birth. by now the phone rings for the second time because the taxi with the midwives is lost.
i feel dd2 crowning and know if i put my hand down I'll feel her head. i tell dh that her head is coming so he looks in and cradles her little head telling me what he can see. and I'm thinking 'thank god she's coming out the right way round,' and settle in for the next contraction.
the shoulders and the rest of her came with the next contraction and i shout to dh to pick her up and bring her up face first. he says he can't because she was under me so i squat on my haunches and see this tiny body with little arms and legs up towards me and i scooped her up. by now it's no later than 4.20 and 2 mins later my doula arrives and 5 mins later the midwives arrive.
dd2 is called Alice Thomasina, weighs 8lb 6oz and has been breastfeeding like a champ since she was 20 mins old.
dd1 has a hairline fracture in her right leg and is smitten with her baby sister.