I'm so excited to be here at last! William Robert arrived on 20th November, weighing 8lbs 1oz - this was a big shock as my DD was 5lbs 8oz at birth, and even more overdue than William!
My birth story is a happy one. I went to bed on Monday evening, then started having regular contractions at midnight, then I had a show - I was extremely excited as I didn't have this until late in labour last time round. By 2am I was convinced I was in labour, so phoned my mum to come and look after DD. DH and I went to hospital at 4am when contractions were 5 mins apart. I had my first internal at 6am - 3cm dilated. I thought I was much further along, but the MW was fairly convinced I'd progress quite quickly. AT 10:30 I had another internal - 5cm!!!
At 3pm I had another internal, 8cms dilated, and I was getting really tired as I hadn't had any sleep, so I asked my MW to break my waters. That certainly got things going! However, because there was meconium present I was moved down to the delivery rooms, instead of being allowed to stay in the birthing centre (which is a more homely environment). So suddenly faced with very strong contractions, which were making me make some very odd noises I was wheeled down the corridor to the lifts then past the front doors on the way to delivery!! Not one of my most dignified moments!
Once in the delivery room I didn't have long to wait before I could start pushing, and after just 16 minutes of pushing William was born. I should have been quicker, but because I had suffered a 3rd degree tear previously I was just to afraid, and it took so much willpower to overcome that fear. My favourite part of the whole process was seeing him emerge - I'd had my eyes closed for a long time trying to channel the pain, but had to see the birth, as I didn't get the chance with my DD. At this point I realised I'd done the whole thing without any pain relief, so felt like superwoman! I couldn't have done it without the encouragement of my DH (whose hand I almost broke with each painful contraction), my brilliant MW and the 2 student midwives who stayed on after their shifts had finished to see me through!
I only had a 2nd degree tear, but because my skin tears so easily the stitching took 1 1/2. I hit the gas and air for that! William took to the breast straightaway, and DH and I both cried at the birth. So despite the slight dramatics at the end, it was still an amazing experience.
We are all totally in love with our little boy, and DD is besotted. You can see that on the pics.
And yes - all November babies are beautiful - we have a gorgeous group on this thread!