G's Birth Story
Posted 30 October 2012 - 02:54 PM
It was a surprise to fall pregnant so easily this time, so much so I didn’t believe the first pregnancy test I did. I decided to do one of those fancy digital ones a couple of days later and there was no denying the ‘Pregnant’ reading on it!
It was a different pregnancy to T’s from the start – I had horrible ‘morning’ sickness for the first 16 weeks and, despite only working 1 day a week for the first 12 weeks, I was exhausted. I was very nervous about getting GD again, needing to be induced again and tearing again. My obs was very positive though and I passed the first GTT at 18 weeks.
And then…my obs up and left the country suddenly when I was 21 weeks (the week after I’d paid the management fee!)! Luckily, his partner took me on and fortunately I liked him straightaway.
I passed the 28 week GTT by the skin of my teeth and so had a very low key Easter, trying to stick to a low-carb diet – but at least it looked like I would avoid an induction.
Until…I went overdue! Despite my best efforts and lots of positive signs, my due date arrived and went. My obs was pretty flexible (despite my concerns the baby was massive – he assured me he wasn’t) and booked me in for an induction at 41+3, although he was upbeat about me going into labour myself.
Except…I didn’t. Friday 6 July rolled around and no baby so my husband and I had the déjà vu experience of heading into the hospital for an induction, even being placed in the same birthing suite as with T. All I wanted to do now was to ensure I avoided the synto drip this time.
We met the midwife (who put a canula in despite me assuring her I was not having the drip this time!) and settled in to wait for my obs. He broke my waters at around 8:30am and holy Niagara Falls! Water gushed everywhere, over the bed, floors and poor midwife. The obs was concerned about the cord prolapsing so he had to hold his hand 'up there' for quite some time. I also had to be confined to the bed for half an hour, eating into my time to try to get things moving sans drip.
Finally at about 9:45 we were allowed to go for a walk. It was pouring rain, so we were confined to the hospital. I had one really strong contraction on the way to the cafe, another while my husband had a coffee and then another in the corridor on our way back.
At 10:30 we arrived back in the room and straight away I headed to the bathroom where I had another big contraction. I heard the midwife return to the room and what a feeling of déjà vu. This time I wasn’t coming out! (last time I had to be coaxed out of the bathroom to have the drip inserted). I was in luck though, as she had to attend an urgent case elsewhere and so she was giving me a reprieve from the drip for the moment.
By the time she returned at 10:45, I was struggling. I was kneeling, leaning on the bed and had my phone next to me, timing. She asked to kneel next to me and feel my contractions. She also offered me the gas which I greedily accepted. I'm not sure it worked or that I used it correctly (I'm bad at following verbal instructions at the best of times) but it was a welcome distraction. I told her I couldn’t do it anymore and she said she liked it when women said that because it meant they were close. I didn’t believe her, but she told me to get on the bed for her to examine me. She also called out to someone to let them know I was getting ‘grunty’ (I was!).
The next bit is all a bit fuzzy as I tried to get through each contraction. A young doctor came in and introduced herself - they had called my obs so she was there in case he didn't make it back. He turned up not long after though and thanked me for being quick as now he would be able to go out to lunch! He encouraged me to push on the next contraction and this stage was so much different to T's birth where he was out in two pushes. The obs wanted me to be careful to avoid tearing, but they were also having difficulties getting the baby's heartrate, concerned about the cord positioning and I was struggling to push having been hit with a wave of fatigue. So into the stirrups I went and out came the ventouse. It's amazing how much more intervention there was this time, yet it felt more natural than T's birth. I think it was because everything made sense to me this time; there was no feeling that I should know what was happening instinctively or any pressure to 'go with my body'.
The midwife was great, telling me I was doing well and an older midwife came in and gave me orders - just the no-nonsense approach I needed. My husband was really keen to be down the business end and I didn't mind, as it is a pretty amazing sight I guess. I finally pushed out the head, with the assistance of the ventouse and found it hilarious that I could just chat to the obs and midwives while we waited for the next contraction to push out the rest!
G was born at 11:49am and I was able to pull him up onto my chest myself. I remarked how tiny he was (the midwife laughed and said, "to you maybe!"). We had skin to skin time (although I had managed to stay half dressed again - no nuding up for me!) while the placenta was delivered and we called family to let them know. Only a 1st degree tear this time - no surgery so I could stay and have a shower and see him weighed (9lb11oz, 4.44kgs!). Only hiccup was the mismatch in blood types (me negative, him positive) and the uterine prolapse I have since discovered (most likely caused my the pregnancy rather than the birth).
And that is it for my uterus and other associated ladies' birthing bits. This shop is closed! Two healthy boys is a pretty good yield I think!
Posted 30 October 2012 - 03:13 PM
It's amazing how much more intervention there was this time, yet it felt more natural than T's birth. I think it was because everything made sense to me this time; there was no feeling that I should know what was happening instinctively or any pressure to 'go with my body'.
As soon as I read the above I nodded. While I had the obs that up and left the country, I felt exactly the same. I had the same interventions (more tearing tho) but it felt alot more natural than my first!
"It's risky" said experience.
"It's pointless" said reason.
"Give it a try" whispered the heart...
Posted 30 October 2012 - 04:11 PM
Sounds like it was a lovely way to finish your family!
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Posted 30 October 2012 - 08:57 PM
I'm so glad to hear that it was a more natural (and I'm guessing less traumatic) experience then T's birth, I know you were concerned about it.
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Posted 01 November 2012 - 06:04 AM
Lovely story and I'm so pleased that you avoided the drip and only had a small tear, well done! Sounds like an all around good birth. You do bake big bubbas though
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