Dear All,
Finally got a chance to get on here after my amazing ELCS on Tuesday. To recap, I had my first two children normally, but my son (DC2) had shoulder dystocia and although thankfully he has suffered no long-term effects, it was horrendously traumatic and I never want to go through anything like it again.
DC3, who I had on Tuesday, was unstable lie, so for that reason and the dystocia, I was allowed an elective c-s.
Needless to say, the baby turned just before the op. They said did I want to be induced and I said a thousand per cent NO, not after the traumatic dystocia. They said fine, fair enough, and were really nice about it.
We arrived on the ward quite early and there were four other couples. One of them had been breech and their baby had turned and they decided to go for induction, so that left four of us. We hung about waiting to find out what order we were in, and eventually we were told we were second in.
DH was given scrubs to wear, and as he put them on, he suddenly said to me 'I'm terrified.' I said WHAAT? You are my BIRTH PARTNER here to CALM ME DOWN so shut up. But I knew what he meant - after two vaginal births, long labours etc, this suddenly felt very clinical and immediate and massively scary.
Various docs came to talk us through what was going to happen - all of them lovely though we were so nervous we just said yes yes to whatever they said.
Suddenly a midwife appeared and said right, come with me and we walked into labour ward and into the theatre. Even though I'd been on a tour, this was not the operating theatre I'd seen, it was the emergency theatre, so had a few more scary looking bits of machinery. There were probably eight people in the room, all in their scrubs, busying about doing stuff, and I suddenly felt very small and insignificant and NERVOUS! (NB I am not normally a nervous type - just was interested that I was pretty cool til the end when suddenly it all felt really really scary indeed!)
I couldn't get my head around the fact that I was soon to have a baby. Compared to previous labours that started one day and ended the day (or two) after, it all seemed very strangely immediate. I suddenly thought I didn't feel READY to have a baby - ridiculous, but it felt so odd compared to previous babies.
I was also scared that something would be wrong with the baby - it would come out and something would be obviously wrong with it. DD had a cleft palate and that was a real shock and I suddenly was frightened we might be presented with a similar challenge.
Anyway, they gave me the spinal and that was fine - I pretended I could feel it more than I could so I would be sure of not feeling anything at all, but really I trusted them. They all seemed so professional.
The anaesthetist was a lovely woman who stood behind my head and reassured me throughout. I got a bit tearful at the beginning and she was so nice, saying you're fine, you're fine, don't worry, and all the way through I kept saying Is everything ok? v neurotically (poor woman!) and she was lovely and said yes yes this is all normal, don't worry.
ABout ten minutes in she said 'Your baby is almost coming now' and I was so scared. Then they lifted him out - we didn't know what we were having and it was a lovely moment. Everyone said congratulations and DH looked thrilled adn whipped his top off for a bit of skin to skin. I felt like a real dosser as everyone said well done to me and I'd just lain there like a lemon!
Then they stitched me up - prob took 20 mins but the time FLEW BY - and we were wheeled into recovery where a lovely midwife took ages helping me get bf going.
Too tired to type much more but jsut to say i twas the most fabulous experience ever, so untraumatic for both me and DH (he is a complete convert to c-s having been against it before) and I envy everyone on these boards who have it yet to go trhough. Good luck all! And thanks to those whose posts encouraged me along the road - a C-S was absolutely the right thing to have done, and I am so happy we did it. If I could persuade my DH to have a fourth baby, I would without a DOUBT have another c-s.
Now at home with my lovely son who weighed 9lb 2oz so I am very glad he came out the wrong way!
x