I've been thinking a lot about my sons birth lately and I just wanted some advice on whether it could have been managed any better.
At the time, I never questioned anything as DS is my first baby. All of the midwives were lovely and caring and I put all of my trust in them.
Anyway, I started having pains in my stomach and back, which I can only presume were early contractions at around 1am on Thursday morning. At the time, I just thought they were cramps and tried to move about to ease the pain (meanwhile my partner was snoring in bed next to me, sound asleep
). I couldn't settle or get comfortable at all, and at around 7am my partner reluctantly left for work. I told him that it was just a few cramps and I'd be fine.
At around, 7.30 ish, I thought I'd try and have a bath to help with the back pain which was now becoming unbearable. This ended in disaster, I just ended up crouched, sobbing in the bath. After this, I ate a chocolate bar which I thought might help. Then, I had to rush to the toilet, as I had a sudden urge to just go.
At 9am, my partner arrived home after I rang him and told him I was having really bad pains. Just as he was coming through the door, I was being sick all over the kitchen. I told him that I felt like I just needed to push. We started timing the contractions and they were around a minute or two long, coming every couple of minutes.
At this point my mucus plug had also come away.
We rang the hospital & they said to not come yet as the ward was full and to ring back later. At about 11.30 I rang again and said with every contraction I was pushing, as that's what it felt like I needed to do. The hospital told me to go up, and when we arrived, we were taken to the pool room as it was the only one available. The staff then said someone would be with us soon and that we should make ourselves comfortable.
I got changed, tried moving about and eventually at around 1.15 someone came in to us, after an hour of waiting. The midwife examined me and said that I was just over 7cm dilated. She asked if I'd like to get into the pool, which I did and I felt a little more comfortable. About an 2 hours later the midwife said she could just see the babies head and if I wanted to push then that's fine. I explained I'd been pushing with every contraction anyway.
The midwife asked if I'd been for a wee since I'd got there, I said I hadn't been for one since the night before and she asked me to try go for one. I couldn't, so she decided to catheterise me. After his, I got back into the pool and around 4.15pm my waters broke. They were a dark brown colour and the midwife said that there was significant meconium staining.
I was told to get out of the pool and onto the bed, at 4.25pm my son was born. He made no noise, was limp, covered in meconium and taken straight away from me. No one told me what was happening or did anything to re-assure me do I presumed the worst.
More and more people came into the room and gathered round my baby. Eventually after about 10 minutes, I heard a little cry and sobbed with relief. At nearly 5 o clock, I finally got to hold him. I was told I needed stitches, which took around 2hours, and just after 6pm my son was weighed. No one told us what his weight was. In fact we didn't find out until 1pm the next day as we kept asking members of staff that we hadn't been told and they said they would find out and never came back.
When I got home, I was looking through my notes and discovered my son had to be given oxygen straight after birth (no one had told us this) and was in distress as a result of the meconium staining. I was also confused that no one had checked my babies heartbeat all throughout labour, which might have indicated that he might have been distressed. Also, I would have thought my waters would have been broken for me (they broke a few minutes before I gave birth).
Another thing that has since annoyed me is that I had 5 people in the room whilst I was being stitched up. One midwife, a sister who was helping her and 3 students who came into watch. This made me feel a little vulnerable, and I was never asked if I was okay with this. One more thing to add is that whilst I was in the pool, my bowels moved several times and faeces were floating about in the water (sorry TMI, I know), whilst I was in there and took over an hour for someone to remove them.
As I've said before, the midwife I had was really nice, but I can't help but sometimes think that things could have been handled a little better. I never once complained about anything and just did as they told me to do. Am I just looking back and overthinking things?
(A LOT longer post than I expected, sorry!)