my first birth ..
waters went whilst cooking a curry (although this is a classic induction effort, i think it was more lugging the shopping round sainsburys) - watched some Americas Next Top Model, started getting pains. Tried to sleep.
Got out of bed a bit later, unable to sleep. paced up and down a bit. phoned hospital who asked 'how frequent are your contractions'
What a bloody stupid question to ask at a time like this! i thought. Me and mum timed contractions, coming in at every 2-3 minutes and 20 seconds long. Phoned hospital back, they said 'call us in another half hour' and actually offered some useful advice 'breathe out over the length of each contraction'. I admit to not bothering with any kind of pre-birth preparation.
I carry on walking up and down, and crouching for contractions, pushing with every one. Contractions every two minutes and 40 seconds long. I feel the baby descend once and pop back up.
I phone the hospital again - having real difficulty dialling the number because it was just so hard to think about anything else. I say I am having contractions every 2 minutes of 40 seconds length. They ask 'are you having one now'? i say 'yes' as the sensation goes down my back like a steam roller. i then giggle at the ridiculousness of it. My Mum takes the phone out of the room and rants at the MW on the other end for a bit. She hands the phone back to me
'so you'd like the MW to come out then?' says MW sounding slightly bemused. 'yes please' say i.
MW arrives 20 minutes later. i am at 6-7 cms. she takes my BP and takes a pew, noting that baby is still back-to-back and saying it may take some time to turn. She also says she thinks i am coping very well, which is nice. i think flattery helps labour. I carry on walking up and down - willing myself to pass out. At this point, it is the feeling sick that really gets me. Another 20 minutes though, and i am on the bed pushing with my might, on all fours. Not quite. hop off and do a few more lengths of my bedroom, and back on the bed in a hurry, contraction pushing the baby out in a single sudden go, still facing back.
Immediately i feel absolutely wonderful. this is the best moment of my life. Baby cries. I am in an awkward position on all fours with cord hanging out, but as the mess and dangly bits are magicked away, i get to hold my snuffly little girl and rest. Hooray!