Hello all,
Sorry it's been so long, well over a week now since I last posted... Nieve and I got home yesterday, the most amazing feeling ever, the last 24 hrs have been really hard work, she's been wanting the breast all the time and just won't let me sleep. The midwife was round this afternoon and got her to latch on and take a feed without the shield, as they are now hurting my nipples like mad as she isn't latching on properly with the shield. Even though she fed for nearly an hour she still wouldn't settle, the only way to get her to is by letting her sleep on my chest and even then she wakes up after an hour. I've come so far but just about at my wits end, after a tearful conversation with my mum I'm just about to give her a formula feed just to get her tummy full to bursting so she and I can get some sleep. I'm just so upset i thought things were going ok, just feel like a big failure. I've spend the last couple of days typing up my birth story so I could post it in a oner, as you can imagine with a baby at my breast 24/7 I haven't had much time to do anything. So anway here is my birth story....
Baby Nieve
Well here is my birth story..
"My idea of baby?s birth was a chilled out hypnobirthing almost lovely experience, totally in control and everyone knowing my birth wishes etc. etc. as expected, nothing went plan...
DH got home from 2 weeks away offshore on Tuesday night, after getting jiggy (as you do when your DH returns) I awoke at 2am Wednesday with very very wet pants, I put a maternity pad on and that was soaked through within 1/2 hr! Well I thought this might be my waters but no contractions so I thought I would let DH sleep and tell him in the morning, the idea was that I would sleep too, but I just couldn?t. Eventually when DH awoke we phoned the hospital, they said to come in straight away for assessment.
We went to hospital 9am Wednesday morning to be assessed, they confirmed it was my waters and I was a mere 1cm dilated. They booked me in for an induction at 8am the next day (induction was NOT part of my birth plan) I said I wouldn?t want to be induced unless it was vital and I would rather try other methods first, anyway I was sent home to see if things would kick start on their own. DH took me out for lunch near the flat which involved a walk in the park, I was getting pains which I realise now were contractions but so mild I couldn?t recognize them as that. After a few more walks and hanging around all day I was definitely contracting, they were not very painful and coming between 3-7 minutes apart sporadically. Things were taking a while to kick off but at 12 midnight they were coming 5 minutes apart regularly, I phoned after 2 hours of this (as directed by the hospital) and was told I didn?t sound like I was in enough pain and to phone back when i couldn?t hold a conversation!! Well I wasn?t impressed, I just wanted to go to hospital and get roomed in, I was getting very restless and uncomfortable at home not even knowing how far along I was. In the morning we decided to keep my 8am appointment even though it was obvious I was in labour thinking that it might at least get me examined. Well we went to our appointment, waiting in the waiting room for over an hour (contractions now coming 4.5 min apart regularly and more painful by the minute) I then got moved into the induction ward, still not knowing what was happening. After an eternity they came to talk to me about what had been happening but didn?t tell me what they were wanting to do and still I waited and waited for someone to come and see me. The nurse came to check my blood pressure etc. but kept fobbing me off when I asked what was happening. I was getting so fed up being in a ward with the curtains shut and not being able to move around, just a bed to lie on and I was sooo uncomfortable, I just wanted to get into the pool as planned and get on with things. After 5 hours of waiting around we decided to walk down and grab some fresh air, well things kicked off as soon as I started walking around and contractions where coming on VERY strong and painfully less than 2 minutes apart for a minute each. Poor people in WH smith didn?t know where to look when I was dangling round DH?s neck moaning with the pain. We eventually made it up to the induction ward where they still didn?t seem to give a monkies, they left me another 1/2 hour before suggesting i go for a bath, (probably the 5th one that day!) i got in but I was super uncomforable and trashing about all over the place, I was so worried about what was happening I had no idea how dialated I was or anything. After hearing my screaming in the bathroom they eventually came in and said I needed examined. I was examined at said I was 7cm dialated, but no room in the labour suites so I would have to wait in the ward, there were 3 other women waiting to go aswell and we were stuck in with these poor women waiting for their labour to progress and hearing us screaming in agony! The room was hot and uncomfortable and I kept trying to pull my gown off, I was so confused and well frightened, I had no idea what was going on. After what felt like an eternity they were ready for me in the labour suite - FINALLY! after a long walk round with my hanging round DH?s neck we got ourselves into a labour room at 5pm. I was told to get on the bed as I needed antibiotics (since my waters had broken over 24hrs ago) and an EGC monitor - neither of these were in my birth plan as things i wanted but i was so exhausted I couldn?t argue with them. After some persuasion I took gas & air and started to progress well with the labour, I felt much better being somewhere where I knew that I could give birth and be watched, at this point my mum arrived and was just brilliant, DH went out for a rest and mum coached me on. After what felt like 5 minutes the midwife started to rush about as she realized I wasn?t making it up and baby was coming! turned out it was the front water membrane which I was birthing and they thankfully managed to break it before it exploded all over the room. After that her head was right there and i started to push her down, the midwife warned me that she needed to be born within the 2 hr mark as she was getting antibiotics through me and would need to go up to special care straight after birth. To be honest this didn?t register with me as my body wanted baby out! pushing was progressing well and when she was almost out I was asked to hold back one of the pushes so that we might just make it under the 2 hrs... My little darling slipped out 1min after the 2 hr cut-off and DH announced we had a beautiful baby girl at 6:50pm.
I will not lie, the whole experience was pretty horrific, but I?m convinced that if I had gone in to hospital when i phoned and allowed to birth in the pool in my own space it wouldn?t have been half as much painful and traumatic, as it was evident that as soon as i felt safe and had my own space to birth the pain subsided and I was able to birth her easily.
I felt really let down by the whole experience, although it wasn't their fault that the labour ward was full I just felt abandoned and stuck on some kind of conveyor belt pigeon holing me into a labour that I hadn't planned or agreed to. It was obvious as I was handed from person to person that non one bothered to read my birth plan or take the time to be aware of my birthing preferences.
As most of you know, following the birth I was kept in for almost 6 days in hospital. My little girl wasn?t getting on with breast feeding at all and was having trouble latching on. She lost too much weight an they had to keep us in until they could see a significant improvement. I have to say next to labour this is the most traumatic and hardest thing I?ve had to do in my life, I think since last week I?ve had about 12 hrs sleep which makes everything so much harder. I started off having to hand express into a cup, which was not nice, getting out about 1ml at a time at first (this took about 1/2 hour to collect) and feeding it to her through a syringe. This progressed to 2ml until finally they suggested I bring in my hand pump. She still wasn?t latching on properly and we progressed to 5 ml and then 20ml syringes, at which point we had to think about how we wanted to move forward, she had by this point managed to latch on for 1 full feed and 2 half feeds but only sporadically and most of the time she got so worked up and upset that by the time she eventually latched on she fell asleep and the whole cycle would start again. I cried my eyes out when it was suggested that she would need a formula top up, this was to get me one ahead with expressing. DH fed her the formula as it was far to upsetting for me to watch after all my hard work, however I quickly forgot about this when she took my expressed milk no problem on the next feed. She was feeding from a teat with her top ups and the midwifes felt that she was getting far to used to this so we started to feed her with a cup. By this point most of the people on my ward were leaving, on day 4 I saw 4 car seats coming in and out the ward and all my ward buddies leave, I was very weepy that day. They then moved me into what I can only describe as the presidential suite! this was a turning point for us as we had our own space and I could chat to her when I was feeding and get some sleep between feeds. The midwifes were still having trouble getting her latched and taking a full feed at the breast, but we persisted and she was making progress all the time. Finally we tried the nipple shield and amazingly she took to the breast no problem and has done ever since -hallelujah!!! We finally got out yesterday and it was the best feeling in the world EVER! she even showed off and just before we left latched on without the nipple shield for a full feed!
Since being home she has been very unsettled and I?ve been feeding her non-stop, she won?t leave the breast and I?ve had no sleep at all, but I?m just so glad she?s feeding well and hope she will settle soon"