Right, I will try to get my birth story down-dh has Hedy at the mo and she's asleep! For how long, who knows??
Contractions started after a hefty bout of gardening with my mum on Sunday 8th- we moved a couple of bushes and did all the weeding in the front garden- thought I would take advantage of mum's presence, as I am not good with plants! Went in for lunch and cx began to be every five minutes quite rapidly. Dh took ds to his friend's party and mum went up for a shower- I settled down to watch Wizard of Oz with tens machine on but very quickly cx were coming every two minutes. Called delivery suite and they said to come in asap as secind labours can be unpredictable.
Got to hosp and checked in and mw said I was 3cm and to go for a wander downstairs until pool room ready in about an hour. So mum and I wandered about the hosp foyer with me leaning against the wall every minute or so, cx coming thick and fast. Went back upstairs after about half an hour and got in the pool.
The pool was utter bliss and I was so so glad to have a chance to try it as I could not do with ds's birth as I never progressed eenough. The hangover from ds's birth was with me all the time through this birth though, I had to keep the fear at bay as I was terrified about potentially having another big baby, tear, broken coccyx. The midwife was great and kept saying 'this is different'
Cx just came on again and again, every minute with no let up. Was chugging away on the gas and air and feeling OK, but beginning to tire with the intensity of the cx. Midwife said she wanted to examine me after a couple of hours and said I was 5cm dilated. I felt quite deflated as I had been going for a few hours and was in intense pain all the time- began to be scared that this would be another very protracted labour and that I would get 'stuck' again as had been with ds. Fear is the absolute enemy of being relaxed in childbirth and I started to panic and ask for an epidural. Midwife was lovely and said that thoughs he could not guarantee how long things would be, it was likely that they would now go much more quickly. I think if she had been able to say- 'it will be an hour' I could have gone on, but I was starting to lose control mentally a bit - thoughts of emcs etc were flooding my brain.
So, got out and then had to lay on side waiting for anaesthetist and disaster struck at this point as my lovely calm midwife had to go off shift. Once I was out of the water and not allowed to move the pain went stratospheric- think spinning head/pestle and mortar effect!!
This was the beginning of the 'bad hour'!!
Anyway, you can see my 'am I being unreasonable' thread for what happened with the next midwife, but thank heavens, she was swapped in the end and I got another lovely one. In all the confusion no one examined me but the midwife later speculated that I was pprobably beginning transition while all this row was going on and that this was why the epidural when it eventually came did nothing whatever to dim the pain - aaarrrggghhh! The whole point of an epidural is to help with the pain but this was not happening!! After three top ups the edge was just about taken off the top end of the cxs but no more. Remember with ds that the pain just went entirely and I was even able to sleep for a couple of hours, but this time, nothing of the sort!
Ultimately though, after this really bad hour with the midwife changeover, swearing row etc, I managed with mum and mws help to get back in control mentally through the pain.
Mw got me to push, still lying on my left, with top leg held up by mum while dh was at my head end having his hands mangled. This was much, much better than last time (on back with legs in stirrups, NOT recommended)
Waters finally completely broke as I pushed and dd's head appeared. She was covered in meconium from head to foot, yikes.
Anyway, out she came and was whisked off to get breathing. This was horrible as I wanted her in my arms straight away and it took those few eternal seconds to hear her first cry.
Finally, there she was in my arms- WOW, just as good the second time as the first, immediate love.
Then we looked at her and dh, mum and I all agreed she was as big as ds if not bigger- yes, she was another 9lb 9ozer- I TOLD the midwife and consultant and everybody else who would listen that I KNEW she was big, and they had all told me she wasn't! A mother knows!
Anyway...
great moments:
being in the water was AMAZING. I would have loved to see it through and deliver her in watre too.
the radio was playing when we arrived at hosp, and I kid you not, it was playing 'sex on fire' by Kings of Leon which made us all laugh.
the midwife saying 'your mum and I think your dad are here' Oops, she meant mum and ddh (he's 14 yrs older than me) - that was highly amusing, although less so for dh!
The midwife put a cd on while I was in the pool and it had Take That's 'Greatest Day' on it, which just seemed to fit the moment beautifully.
Our first view of Hedy was of her very swollen labia, which prompted dh to say 'God!! She's got bigger bollocks than ds!' I'm sure she won't find that very funny when she is older...
When I was having my cxs in hospital, I had a very vivid mental picture of Hedy as a toddler, running around in the park- very strange and made me very emotional and excited- i could not wait to get her out.
Getting rid of the nasty matronly midwife was a bit of a triumph- taught me that you CAN assert yourself in labour. The midwife is so important and I am so glad I could work so well with the two brilliant ones I had.
So- I didn't do it with total grace and decorum, and I didn't do it without begging for an epidural, but I did it, I got another biggun out, I love her completely, and it was SO, SO much better than the first time