Evening all
Hard to believe but my little bundle of joy arrived almost 2 weeks ago on 29th November... I have only just managed to catch up on the postnatal thread and can now post my birth story! It is a bit long, sorry!
I'd been out on the afternoon of Friday 27th for lunch and a wander around the shops and had a nap on the couch when I get home late afternoon. DP arrived home from work around 5 and woke me up and I told him I thought I'd had a couple of contractions. His response... "We are still going to the cinema, aren't we?"
We did go to the cinema, as I'd been reading for weeks about false starts and twinges and had experienced none of these symptoms myself so assumed this was the start of my twinges which could go on for weeks.
So New Moon at 7:30... after around half an hour I'd been squeezing DP's hand whenever I had contractions and asked him how far apart they were. He whispered back "around 10 minutes" and I burst into tears, I think the reality was hitting me that I was in labour. He whispered "Do you want to go home?" but I didn't see any point so we stayed to watch the film, which I found a bit disappointing but I wouldn't place much value on my opinion as I was slightly distracted!
Got home around 11pm and took paracetamol and had a bath. We then tried to sleep but there was no way I was sleeping through contractions, I don't know how anybody could! Around 1am I put my tens machine on after realising I had no hope of sleeping. Around 3am we got up and started timing the contractions.
I had a bit of a show but as it had pink blood and brown blood in it I was a bit worried the brown stuff might be meconium waters so phoned the hospital. They advised as there wasn't much volume it would still be my show and to phone back in a couple of hours.
Around 5am my contractions were 3 minutes apart but whenever I phoned the hospital they would fade away and didn't seem too bad on the phone, or as close together as I believed them to be.
Eventually around 8am we left to go to the hospital after 3 hours of contractions being 3/4 minutes apart. Disappointingly when we got to the hospital my contractions really slowed. I was examined and was only 1cm dilated!! I was so annoyed, I had been determined all through pregnancy not to be the person who arrived at the hospital ridiculously early. I thought the journey had slowed down my contractions so was reluctant to get in the car to go home and have to travel back later in the day. We decided to stay at the hospital and stay as mobile as possible.
Later in the afternoon a midwife asked how I was doing. I answered that my contractions were definitely stronger but not closer together, around 5/6 minutes apart. Her response was "That won't be dilating your cervix, you should have went home this morning". As I'd already used up my paracetamol allowance for the 24hr period I had no pain relief left and asked to be examined shortly after. Huge relief to report that I was 3/4cm by this point, 6pm.
Around 9pm DP had to leave as we were still on the labour ward. I was reluctant to have any diamorphine or pethidine as I'd heard they could slow everything down but the prospect of being alone, having had no pain relief since 4pm and no sleep in 36 hours got a bit too much for me. At 9:30 the midwife examined me again, 4/5cm. She said this would be far enough along for the labour suite and checked if they would take me, which would allow me to have gas & air. The labour suite wanted me to stay put on the ward as they were concerned that my contractions STILL weren't close enough together, still around 5minutes apart. I asked for the diamorphine then as I was exhausted and needed some sleep.
As much as I had wanted to avoid the diamorphine, looking back it was the right choice for me as it allowed me to relax. I think I had almost been fighting against the contractions and found it very difficult to use the relaxation techniques we'd been taught. I think the diamorphine allowed my body to do what it had been trying to do for over 24 hours.
Had just under 2 hours dozing and woke up with some strong contractions just after 11pm and my waters breaking. Midwife said I wouldn't be on the ward much longer and to phone DP who had only just got to sleep but came back to the hospital straight away.
The midwife was supposed to do another examination but they were too short staffed to do so for 45 minutes until another midwife returned to the ward. By this point, they knew I was well into established labour and sent me straight to the labour suite without checking. On arrival at the labour suite, I was 8/9 cm and had access to the magical gas & air!!
After reaching 10cm dilated, they wanted to leave me an hour before I could push... after the alloted hour was up my contractions slowed again!! After an hour of pushing we weren't getting anywhere and my contractions were still erratic. Talk of registrar and intervention had me panicking slightly but eventually I was given a hormone drip to speed up my contractions and this allowed us to make progress. Our little boy arrived, after an episiotomy, at 4:32 on his due date pf 29th after over 2 hours of pushing. In between pushing, my eyes were rolling in my head I was sooooo tired! But what an amazing experience. I'm still amazed when I think over the whole event again. I was so disappointed that my contractions had let me down... firstly by stopping when I arrived at the hospital, secondly by not getting any closer together through the course of the day in the hospital and thirdly by slowing down when I could eventually start pushing. However, when the midwife handed me over to the nightshift midwife on the postnatal ward and related my story, the nightshift midwife was quite impressed i was 8/9cm before going to the labour suite and had pushed for over 2 hours so I started to feel a bit more positive about the whole experience and now I still can't believe I did it!
My DP was amazing, he was so impressed with my efforts in labour and was totally blown away. He and the midwife were holding my legs while I was pushing so he had a pretty good view of the whole thing but I found this really helpful as he could tell me exactly what progress I was making and could be very encouraging.
So Ethan will be 2 weeks old tomorrow and I absolutely love being a mum! Now that I've got used to the sleep deprivation anyway. I'm pleased to learn from our postnatal thread that everyone is having to feed their babies regularly and I'm not the only mum doing three hourly feeds or less, and that others have had problems with DP/DHs not pulling their weight at home. I think my DP feels a little helpless as I'm feeding so much but we're trying to communicate better so he knows what he can do to help around the house, even if it's not a baby task.
So a few questions for you mummies who have been doing this a bit longer than me...
I am using disposables until Ethan reaches 10lbs then we'll move into our reusables. I've had pampers so far but find that they leak a fair bit... can anyone recommend a good disposable or are leakages to be expected at this stage?
Is 2 wks too early to try to start getting into a routine? At the moment Ethan goes to bed whenever I go but I am keen to establish a bedtime routine whenever I can, just not sure when is a good time to start.
Breastfeeding in public... I'm happy to feed in a cafe or something when I have company with me but I'm worried about having to feed when I'm out on my own. What are other people's approaches to this - are you expressing or just braving it out??
I think that's all, and I promise to be a better mumsnetter now that I'm up to date on the postnatal thread. As far as I know we're waiting on news from Grace and Sass and that will be all our November babies here. Quite a milestone!