HI guys,
I have finally caught up with all your news, it's taken me two days!!!
First up, the birth story!
I went into the hospital on Sunday last to have a planned induction, which was supposed to take between 24 and 36 hours to work, but didn't!!! So I was then waiting on the antenatal clinic until there was a place for me on the labour ward. Unfortunately I had to choose possibly the busiest week in the year and so I was waiting from 5am on Monday morning til 2am on Wednesday morning - to say that I was getting frustrated and upset would be a minor understatement, worse was that DH had to go home between 10pm and 9am, so had the whole evening on my own, pregnant ladies snore an awful lot too!!
Finally, there was a slot in the labour ward for me so DH got a phone call to get to the hospital whilst I got my stuff together and off we went!
The midwife broke my waters at five am, contractions started at seven and I got to know the initally fabulous effects of gas and air!!! However it didn't work and i basically got to 2cm by ten thirty, but felt really drunk so the anaesthetist came in and administered an epidural, she was one of the most favourite people I met that day and in my drunken gas and air state told her this and also explained that my bum felt like a marshmallow when she asked me how I felt - apparently one of the many amusing anecdotes I came away with during the day!
Anyway, by four pm I was starting to feel violently ill and J's heartbeat was dropping away, so the registrar on duty and the midwife both decided that I should have a section as the drugs being used to bring on the contractions were disagreeing with him, so by 18 minutes past four I was on the operating table and Jacob was rudely wrenched into the world, although they had to use forceps to get him out of my pelvis, so they reckon that he wouldn't have had a chance of being delivered normally due to his size anyway.
I had two nights on the post natal ward whilst mine and Jacob's blood sugars were checked, poor lamb he had to have blood from his heel taken three times, every two and then three hours over the course of a day, was very very distressing, will be glad if he doesn't have to go through that again! With all the crying babies and the total lack of success at getting him to latch on I got more and more distressed at was very very happy to get home on Friday night. There were a lot of staff and volunteers there who were pushing breast feeding and I actually got the point where I told the midwife who was looking after me that no-one else could touch my breasts any more, I was managing to express some colostrum, but I totally dried up and DH and I decided that it would be better for both me and J if we were at home.
Cali, I've also been very upset by the fact that I can't seem to breastfeed J, I always assumed that I would be able to feed my child myself, but he doesn't want to latch on, every time I try he just gets more and more distressed and I get upset about having an unhappy baby. I have been trying to express some milk to add to his formula and will do as long as I can, the difference between J on the day before he went onto formula and the day after was like day and night and does help my choice, as does the support of DH and my family, plus the fact that I did manage to express colostrum for him. I agree with whoever said that baby led weaning is the next chance to provide the best start for our kids and after all it's because we care so much about the health of our children that we make these decisions and therefore we shouldn't let anyone, including ourselves, judge those decisions.
Good luck to everyone else who is waiting for their bubs to arrive, sorry for the mammoth post, but it's been a week away!!
Looking forward to hearing some more good news :)