Hello!
Quick message to say I'm alive and I have a thriving and giant baybee boy!! He was born Sunday 18th via emergency CS. No idea wtf happened but after having my waters broken at 1pm (and 3cm dilated) and being left to progress naturally for 4 hours (as per my request), contractions coming thicker and faster and making me think I was dilating, all the while having regular monitoring of Fanklet and being reassured all was well and good. Then I was examined at 5pm and was still 3fucking cm so it was straight on to the full induction drucks and me saying actually if you don't mind, give me all the drucks please thankyou. So I'm getting all prepped for the epidural and the sytocinon drip and the midwife can't get a cannula in me so tries the other side whilst I puff on gas and air and crank up the tens machine, then Fanklet's heart rate suddenly drops and goes down to about 80 then 60 at one point and doesn't pick back up. The emergency button is pressed and a million people come rushing in to prep me for surgery. The rest is all a bit blurry but luckily by the time I got to theatre the heart rate had picked up enough to enable me to have a spinal as opposed to a general anaesthetic.
So yeah, a sunroof job!
Poor MG was looking like a ghost as I was being hooked up and whipped off on a table but I was strangely very calm. I just thought this was clearly the best thing for Fanklet and put my total faith in the experts (am in sheer awe of the nhs sometimes, the maternity unit in Sheffield is top notch). Less than half an hour later, at 6:21pm he was on top of me, all 9lb 7oz of him and was latching on for his first feed.
Clearly it would have been an ordeal trying to vaginally birth that big a baby, his head is 36cm in circumference! I'm only wee so I doubt I could've done it. So I think the universe conspired to save me from getting too far down the labour route and suffering the trauma of going through both. It happens. I feel very lucky. But also still quite shaken up as it was so dramatic. I feel like a bit of a cheat for not doing it myself but also feel the effects of the major surgery...however feel v fortunate that my bits are still in tact.
Birth is traumatic whatever way it happens
Home now. MG calling the shots and told me to sleep for 2 hours so I'd best do as I'm told.
Not such a quick update after all. I'm such a gab I don't know the meaning of concise.
Thanks for your ESHly concerns, tips and good wishes everyone.
cunty & missh - you're next! We need fresh PESH from over yonder and we need it soon!