Right we are. I loves a good birth story I do.....
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8pm Wednesday quickie
"to see if we can't loosen something up" (DH's words).
9pm Some regular sore BHs, every 5 minutes. Send DH to bed, expecting to be woken up overnight. Call babysitters just in case they want to come now and get a full night's sleep.
11pm - 5am regular sore ones, watch 4 episodes Green Wing and bounce on ball.
5am they get less regular. Pissed off.
7am go to bed. Sleep 14 mins, contraction 1 min, repeat.
Toddler to childminder.
10am they get hardcore. Phone Dad to come for the next night.
1pm phone in to midwife unit and head off. 6cm when examined - huzzah! Pace and drink lucozade.
4pm start on the gas and air. Get into pool shortly after as midwives think I'm cracking on. Pool is AMAZING.
6pm still nowt. Come out of pool. 8cm and waters artificially broken. Mental contractions for half an hour.
7pm tearful and sore. No progress. Have some diamorphine and a lie down. Lose it a bit, contractions awful but feel like they're doing nothing. Swear at DH.
8pm regroup. Have something to eat amid fierce contractions. Decide to have a final crack before they send me to teaching hospital for intervention. 9cm and baby transverse - needs to turn. Get back in pool. Pool is AMAZING. Feel control regained but still no movement.
10pm midwife starts to talk about transferring. Feel hopeless. Then get funny involuntary pushy sensation at the end of a contraction.
10.50pm out she comes. Feel like superwoman.
11.30pm Placenta still not out. Start to think about transferring again!
11.45 placenta out. Superwoman returns.
Sounds like Bicnod's story might be a bit shorter than this
. Amazing experience though, after epidural and forceps for the first one. Just wish the stuck at 8-9cm bit hadn't happened.