marff
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Warning to those feeling sensitive, I go into a bit of detail about my induction
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When I found out that the baby was too big/far along to simply have an erpc I was terrified - I felt sure beyond everything that I did not want to see the baby. I just wanted to be able to go to sleep and when I woke up it would be over (ah, naivety! Gotta love it!). I couldn't bear the idea of catching a glimpse by accident. Wouldn't it be awful to actually see? To be confronted with, as you say, a dead baby? Yes. It would.
Although I quickly accepted I had no choice other than to be induced but resolved to 'avert my eyes' and made it clear I wouldn't, couldn't look at the baby. I was reassured I wouldn't see and that was fine.
When it came to it though, I was absolutely compelled to look - he was born in a blot clot the size of a football (I know that sounds unbelievable/an exaggeration but it's not) and all I could see was the tiny cord coming from it to me... the nurse clamped/cut it and all I kept frantically saying was 'I DO want to see, I do want to see my baby'
She reassured me as she left the room that she'd bring the baby back and then I crashed. Once I was stable enough, she bought him back in, cleaned up, in a tiny basket and I felt such an incredible peace. It was so right to be with him. How could I have wished it any other way?
The thing is, we don't know how we will feel at the time. We only know how it feels right now. And ANY reaction, ANY way of dealing with it to get through is is the way you must go with at the time.
I urge you to take a camera, marff. The staff on my unit had a camera available to take pictures (as advised further up, have pictures/prints taken if you still feel you don't want to see at the time as that feeling may change with time) but it didn't have any memory, or batteries, or something... either way, they couldn't do it for me. So I did it the next day myself after DF bought my camera in but he'd already deteriorated a little in the time that had passed and I'm a but sad that my pictures aren't a true reflection of how I know he looked.
I hope, for tomorrow at least, you might get to feel the way I did for my time in hospital - in a bubble of care that allowed me to get through it without falling apart. That came later! :P