nickelbabe is resigned to never giving birth

[nickelbabe]

there.
part 2 of the "not-live-birth-thread"

How come I can conceive and carry through a pregnancy but I can't finish one?

No posting until the original thread has ended.
first thread

I am now officially 40+10.

Chipping that's good !

I predict, nickels waters breaking mid carol. Bets on?
That baby wants to pretend it is baby jesus!

Come on nickelbaby!

That would be great. I am feeling so sorry for her now. (Is talking about someone while they are out, on their own thread ok?)

And I expect it will be a girl and want to join the WI immediately !

More than fine Sparkling! We can definitely talk about her when she isn't around bearing in mind we have already done over 1000 posts, shall we see if we can fill this thread up to do 2000 before baby nickel comes????

if she's sitting down doing nothing then i bet she'll be back here contracting and moaning about all the old ladies fussing over her.
my 24hr bet is up, surely in the next 24hrs?!

Reality - i am scared for many reasons, one of the main ones being the worry of further interference, or the cascade of things that can go wrong.
another is that I have a thing about being faffed around with, I just don't like the idea of losing control of the situation.

Nickel - I had exactly the same fear with both of mine but rest assured if it gets to the point when you need intervention it won't be the intervention that you find scary (if that makes sense?)

I had a truly awful experience with A (not the norm thankfully) which saw me rushed off for a crash section though I ended up with a botched (but they got her here alive so I won't complain) forceps delivery instead after her heartbeat dropped too low to be detected. I'm petrified of internal examinations, passed out in my antenatal class when they talked about episiotomies, stiches and epidurals and the idea of intervention in general made me want to stay pregnant forever. BUT when it came down to it when things started to go wrong I begged them to examine me, pleaded for an epidural (and didn't even feel it go in...not that it worked) and by the time I got to theater what they were doing to me wasn't even on my radar, by that point all I cared abuot was saving the baby. In the aftermath I don't even remember being stitched because I could see the crash team in the corner of my eye working on her.

I don't normally tell expectant mums my birth story (a: because it's so, so rare for things to go that wrong, b: because it wasn't a 'typical' labour and there were problems from before it even began and c: because the full unabridged version is bloody scary) but the point I'm trying to make is by all means go for a completely natural birth, aim for no intervention but don't fear the intervention if you need it because generally if you've made your wishes clear you won't be offered it until it becomes essential by which point your mind will be elsewhere.

It's a moot point anyway. You're getting your drug free home birth, I dreamed it :o

unlike Figgy who is taking her time coming back....

all the carols (and even descants) didn't bring it on.

capn thank you, that's exactly right - I want to avoid intervention when it's not necessary, but if push comes to shove, and something is going wrong, then I will take the intervention.

I don't want to put either me or the baby at risk, but I do want things to happen spontaneously if they will.
In my mind, hospitals and doctors and procedures are for when things go wrong, not for when things are just taking their time happening.

I appreciate you telling me your story :)

not wishing to sound like stuck record, but i've just had a bit of a twinge

Twinge is good. get your watch out and wait for next twinge.

Just got in from work/nativity/shops - you still hanging on Nickel? What sort of twinge?

dunno, felt a bit like a stitch.

Here's hoping it's the start of something :)

What are you having for dinner tonight?

dunno yet!
haven't got anything planned!

Last night, I had a beanburger and fried egg (in a cob, both together) with baked beans (with assorted mixed veg) and some ballthings we got reduced in sainsbugs.

Sounds nice. But won't be much good for tonight.

Come on nickel you bloody attention seeker

no, cos i've already eaten it
might nip to sainsbury's on the way home and get a pizza.

Bloody midlanders. It's a Bap not a Cob!

(let's see if starting a fight helps )

it's a bloody cob - a bap is a very large, soft bread item that's all covered in flour (and cooked low down in the oven)
in manchester, it's called an "oven bottom"

actually it's a cob, fight fight

can't fight, i'm going home..
friend's train is booked for friday afternoon, so sod should provide a baby tonight.