Ok.. so here's the birth story - a bit long!
MW came round and gave me a sweep at lunchtime on the Sunday which seemed to get things started despite only having a bishops score of 5 as soon as she'd done it I kept getting twinges throughout the afternoon roughly about 4 mins apart but no big deal.
At 7.30 my waters went but got the mw round to have a look as looked like meconium in them - there was, so bye-bye home waterbirth, hello hospital bed!
Got to the hospital about 9.30 where they hooked me up to a monitor, contractions manageable but didnt really know what to do with myself as all my coping strategies involved being able to move about so just kind of stood there thinking 'ouch'!
The MW examined me and said I was 4 cm and the babies heart rate kept dippping so they decided to induce the labour and hooked me up to a syntocin drip. Couldn't really move around so ended up on the bed trying to breathe through the contractions but found it really difficult to manage and as baby was a long way off had a pethidine injection and gas and air but gas and air made me projectile vomit. I'm so surprised to find that I hated it! Feeling whacked out made it much more difficult to cope with the pain!
Anyway 4 hours later they checked me again and said oops you are only 1 cm (felt between cervix and vaginal wall the first time) which was a bit demoralising! And that they were turning up the drip. Given that I was already struggling, and obviously had a long way to go I went for the epidural which was amazing. There is no way that I could have coped without it.
I was on the syntocin over night and most of the next day and babies heart rate stabilised but mine was high (>150) and my temp was up and I wasn't passing any urine (thought there might be something wrong with my kidneys) and was being constantly sick so on Monday evening they checked me and found that although I was fully dilated they didn't want to give me anymore syntocin and they also thought that babies head was malpositioned so told me they were going to deliver by C-section.
Baby George was born not that long after at 7.15pm - he had trouble breathing when he came out and they did two cycles of resuscitation on him..(I could hear my heart rate climbing on the monitor the longer it took!!) but is doing very well now little love.
To be honest it was everything that I hoped it wouldn't be but in the end it just doesn't matter. My main thought throughout was just that I really wanted my baby out to cuddle and take care of. C-Section isn't so bad, and at least my fanjo was spared! When one of the MW's visited she said she winced when she saw the head circumference so perhaps it's a good thing he came out of the roof!!
I cannot speak highly enough of the care that we had, especially the MW's that looked after us - because we were in high risk we had one to one care and without those particular MW's I think it would have been a much more difficult experience.
Sorry that is so long!! But good to get it all down :)
I have so many questions about how to look after a new baby now!!