I'll C&P my story from our ante natal thread, I can't remember all the details quite as clearly now! :
The Story...
I'd gone in for the ECV on Tues last week, and you already know they didn't do it, they made an appt for me go in and have c/s on 27th march (tomorrow!) They said if my waters went to get in touch immediately. I saw the midwife last thursday when I was 37+2, then I got into bed at 11 that night and had to get straight out again and run to the bathroom cos there was what felt like gallons of fluid gushing out of me in spurts! Called the labour ward, went straight in, they monitored the baby for a while while they got all the docs etc ready then we walked to theatre. Because I wasn't contracting they were able to do it with a spinal, so at least I was awake.
George William was born at 1:04am on 21st March weighing 7lb 2.5oz, at 37+3. With lots of hair and very chubby cheeks!
That's where the fun began... they gave him some formula with a syringe when he was 45 mins old because I had nothing for for him and he needed something to stop his blood sugar going too low (yet another side effect of my diabetes, and if a babies blood sugar goes too low it could get brain damage, frightening. Once on the ward he had his blood sugar tested and it was a little lower than they'd have liked it to be so he had a formula cup feed. It had dropped again later so went off up to SCBU to be tube fed regularly. He was up there for 2 days then when his sugars were stable he came back down to me so we could tackle bfing. Only trouble was, he just wasn't interested because of all the constant formula cup feeds he was being force fed to maintain the sugar issue. While he was up in special care I managed to express a bit of colostrum to send up to go into his tube but because he wasn't with me, my milk was taking its time. so.............................
Oh I can't even think any more! Basically he wasn't trying to suck because he was always full from forced feeds, lazy because he didn't even need to wake up for the tube feeds. just as he started to get the hang of it, jaundice showed it's ugly head and he was too sleepy to suck, then last night he just woke up and bf'd and bf'd and bf'd and hasn't stopped since!
I'll post again soon when I can think a bit straighter and sort some pics out too. Just wanted you all to know it all worked out in the end! He's 6 days old today and just delicious.