THE FINAL CHAPTER ? after the deed was done
She had skin-to-skin with her dad, while the MWs delivered the tiniest placenta in the world! No joke, the were quite taken aback. It was dinky and doughnut shaped (more like a fat Cumberland sausage to me). More medics involved as MW checked there didn?t appear to be any of it missing (Mum overheard a comment about at least there weren?t any teeth or hair in there ).
Bits inspected ? first degree tear of the perineum, but they decided not to stitch. Bilateral grazes on the labia ? these still smart every time I pee. I love my jug of warm water... I was warned to clean and separate twice a day or else they might fuse together when healing [fear]. I have been religious about getting this right!
Was brought a cup of tea ? it looked awful so did not touch it.
Tried BFing, but not much happening. For reasons I do not recall they pushed ahead with a formula cup feed while I was taken to shower. I think I demanded the cup, because I did not want a teet anywhere near her (docs less into BFing than MWs).
Paeds doc called in to check out a white lumpy rash, the likes of which none of the staff had seen before. She called in two more docs for second and third opinions. They decided it was benign but they?d keep an eye on it. Female doc was supposed to check on me on post natal ward but I never did see her. So I guess they thought it was ok.
Baby, being early, had to go into what they call transitional care ? involves measures to keep blood sugars and temperature up. So time in an incubator and a few heel pricks followed, until she was allowed into a normal cot at 5am (wrapped up like the middle of winter though).
I HAVE THE MOST AMAZING HUSBAND AND MOTHER! And the MW who actually delivered my baby was a star too. Apparently I reacted very well to her voice and she could calm me down in an instant. Lovely lady. Poor SFF got a lot of ?do this, do that, no don?t do that, read my mind you fucking imbecile!? And never complained. Mum had all the weepy, huggy bits. (I managed to make all three of us cry at one stage, before baby was born). I was so glad to have them there. And I am sure I have already mentioned thehunky doctor with the chocolatey-caramel smoothe voice. MMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
So, looking back, I was uncharacteristically chilled out for the first stage (SFF still amazed at that one, I am usually a total stress head). I turned into a crippled Beelzebub for part two. And I just felt blessed, blissful and battered come part 3. And now I have a gorgeous wee girl, who was worth every second. (I?ll still hold it against when she?s being a bitch of a teenager though )
Am crying now. Soppy mare.
OKIE - over to you! I want to hear it all now.
I think I need to stop writing for a while now. Perhaps some lurkage will restore the balance.