Copied from Sept thread save typing it all again, in case anyone missed it
We got home from hospital on monday night, they were so busy and understaffed we weren't discharged until 7.45pm, I waited most of the day for the paedetrician to check Ben to give him the all clear.
Well, what a few days... I spent thursday afternoon doing last minute cleaning and washing etc, then settled down to a nice dinner and relaxing evening intending to get a good nights sleep for friday. Me and dh were just lying in bed having a little chat before sleep when at 10:50 I had a big popping sensation, it was so severe I jumped and even dh heard it,he was 'what was that?' my waters didn't go straight away, I just lay in bed for 5 mins wondering what to do, then got up to the loo and the waters started trickling and I got a few period pain aches which lasted a few seconds but were quite mild, seeing as this was how Sam started we didn't hang around too much longer, we phoned the babysitter who was on a night out and she managed to get a taxi, and get to us within 20 mins which was great. We were in the car and on the way to hospital by 11.30pm.
Then started labouring whilst waiting to be checked out, the surgeon on duty didn't believe I was breech even though I had told him I only had the scan confirmed 10 hours earlier, he then did an internal which bloody hurt like hell, he must have shoved his whole hand up there shock then my waters really went, but I had to put wet trousers on again to walk across to the delivery suite where he preceded to scan me again to confirm the breech angry
Theatre was already being used so I had to wait an hour before I went in, by which time I was contracting every 5 mins and it was getting to the stage where gas and air just weren't cutting it hmm everyone then kept telling me that they don't like breech people going into labour... well excuse me but it wasn't my fault they were too busy to do it straight away hmm it took them a while to then put the epidural in because i was having constant contractions, but blimey the relief when it finally worked was amazing, no more pain, but how weird to be numb from the boobs down Oh and they put the catheter in before the epidural shock it wasn't that bad actually, just a bit uncomfortable.
Was then wheeled into theatre and the deed done, I couldn't believe how quick it actually all happened once they got going, I was a little miffed that it was an emergency in the end though, because they wouldn't let me see him being born, and I didn't get skin to skin contact, he was cleaned up and checked and then given to dh to hold whilst I was being stitched up. I was then wheeled into a ward at 3am that morning, got no sleep at all that night. In fact since thursday morning up until sunday night I only managed about 10 hours kip altogether and was so exhausted monday night it was untrue.
I started off bf for the first 24 hours, but became so sore so quick and I was just too tired to cope with the extra pain of that on top of the cs that I admit I gave up and have been ff him since. I feel so much happier having made that choice, only problem is my boobs are like Pam Anderson and are rock hard and painful, I have had 72 hours of painful boobs, so I am expecting them to get better soon.
DH did the night feeds on monday night, so I managed a good six hours sleep and feel so much better for it. My mum came yesterday and did last nights feeds and I managed a 2hr stretch and a 5 hr stretch of sleep, so feel so much better today.
Mw has just been again, and did the heel prick test on Ben, and also weighed him.... he is 5 days old and hasn't lost an ounce in weight... in fact h has put on 3 and a half ounces and now weighs 8 pound 15 and a half greedy boy. Mind you he is putting away between 3 and 4 ounces of milk each feed and feeding approx every 3-4 hours. Not settling too well between though.
Right just need to give him a\ feed now, and will then put a link to some pictures