So...where did I get to!?!?
Sorry had a crap day yesterday, totally knackered from lack of sleep, didn't get to sleep until 6am, and parents got up with DS at 4am!?!? so they were tired too. So we were playing sleep tag all day and no time to get on the internet, plus I was feeling quite sore and inflexible and very overwhelmed with how I was going to look after 2. DD was better last night though, though I just co slept with her as DH getting up and trying and settle her back into moses basket just wasn't working and I can't yet get out of bed with her as I'm too sore. Don't really want to co-sleep long term though as I find it uncomfy and harder to sleep and worrying.
Anyway so where did I get to, oh I think i had started the gas and air, also I forgot to mention that I still had the continuious monitor thing on and that now DD's heartrate had been dropping at some contractions since about 7am, but they weren't overly worried.
So next time they checked how I was doing I was about 6cm and i thought everything was going quite well. I think it was about 11:45am by now. So keep on going. For some reason they are obsessed with the fact that I don't want to lie down on the bed and that I want to sit and stand up for contractions, saying that eventually I will get tired, but anyway, I seem to be doing ok to me.
Contractions start to get a bit further apart though, and i have some big ones that make her heart rate drop loads. So they get the consultant in to make a fuss discuss. They disucss taking a sample from babies head to see if she has enough oxygen in her blood but instead they suggest examining me to see if I am still progressing, etc. Unfortunately I am still at 6cm, (3hrs after last exam) and they think baby is now OP (back to back??) so they are now recommending a c-section. Seeing as my whole birth plan said that if everything was looking complicated then I would go straight to c-section we decide that we will go for it, even though I thought everything was going ok. I think i would have convinced them to take the sample from the baby and give more time if I'd wantedbut I decided against it.
C-section was about half an hour later. i have to say it is most unfair that you have to go in for spinal and they faff around through a few contractions and you can't have any gas and air!!! Anyway c-section was same as last time, no complications, all quite straightforward if a little scary in my not very with it state. DD was born at 2:57 and we could not believe she was a girl as we had been calling her he throughout the whole labour process and the midwife I had thought it was a boy too so we were convinced. I was pretty impressed with the weight too (8lbs 1), and looking at her head, it is quite big, so much as I was hoping for a natural birth, c-sections have their advantages.
DH and I got to have a little cry over our new daughter and then coo over her while they did all the sewing back up (it is great you have a little baby to look at to take your mind off this bit!). Then back to recovery where I managed to feed her fine and finally into the postnatal ward where unfortunately this time I didn't get a posh room to myself but just an area on the ward with no room to swing a cat!!
Those of you saying "wow you got out quickly", they were so busy they practically booted me out the door! I was a little alarmed as I was more sore than last time (probably since my catheter didn't come out til the next morning and so I hadn't tried to move for longer and so my stitches really hurt) so i was saying to them I thought I wasn't sure I would manage at home without the whizzy bed that wound up to help me get out, so they gave me stronger drugs and said "Oh well we'll put you last on our list of people to leave so you'll leave at about 5pm or so instead of 2 (this was at about midday when I had just managed to get out of bed), is that ok?! Fortunately it was in the end as once I had walked around a bit I realised it wasn't so bad and that I was just stiff. I guess they thought I was a seasoned pro at this stuff but still seemed a little hurried to me.
ANyway on the whole birth thing, I am a bit disappointed that it didn't go to plan as it all seemed to be going well and I really thought it would happen naturally for most of the 12hrs or so I was in labour. And also I did think that this time round it was quite amazing what my body did by itself (I was induced last time) and it would have been great to manage the whole thing (even if painful and traumatic I am sure). But in the grand scheme of things I am not that bothered, especially now as, fingers crossed, I am feeling much more comfortable so hopefully the worst of the recovery is over.
I have realised this is very long. It could have been summarised by "Went into labour, got to 7cm, got stuck/baby in distress, had c-section"!! Sorry!
Oh also contrary to all my worry beforehand, DS is DELIGHTED with his little sister. He gets really worried when she cries and comes over and strokes and kisses her. I can't believe it! And he has only tried to swipe her once, and not sure that was malicious. At the moment, he is being such a lovely little chap!!