I had my baby a week ago now. Nothing at all went to plan. I didn't have my nice birth centre birth i was so looking forward to.
My waters broke last Wednesday and we're thick green. So meconium. Went to hospital, threatened with induction drugs. Has an epidural. Thought might as well. Was connected to at least 1 drip, the electrode monitor thing that goes in to baby's skull, the ctg or wherever machine and a catheter so i wasn't going anywhere.
Epidural very one sided. Became addicted to gas and air. So i didn't really get any rest at all as it still hurt on one side.
By the time i did catch a nap i woke to 4 doctors saying we needed to get a move on.
Dilated to 10cm. Couldn't feel contractions at all due to epidural and they were really slow. Anyway, so pushed 3 times after having hauled sent into all 4s like a dog. Hoard of doctors and anaesthetists cane barging in saying they weren't going to wait for me to push, baby needed to come now. That they would use forceps but baby too high up and facing song way. So i told them I'd rather have a csec which i did and she was born at but 1136 on the 19.12.19.
Then i couldn't breast feed, then she lost to much weight cos i was trying to bf and i had to stay an extra day whilst they put her on formula.
We got home on the 22nd. Everyone at the hospital were absolutely awesome. But my emotions are everywhere and i can't do anything due to recovering from this csec. Such ihsce fit better real sucky. Bleeding.