I had had 2 sweeps done and was apparently a few centimetres dilated anyway the day before I went in. I had a gel applied around 10pm that night and tried to get some sleep. I was in a ward with mostly pregnant ladies and one woman who had a C section the day before. I woke at 4am for the loo. When I got back into bed I heard a pop noise. I knew what the noise was instantly because I'd heard it on One Born Every Minute or #OBEM!
My waters had indeed broken, everywhere!!! I had a shower and was told to eat some breakfast. It's 5am. Who wants to eat breakfast at that time. I ate it because they said I would be allowed to eat in the delivery suite. WHAT!!! But that's not what labour is like on TV!! I had snacks packed in my labour bag. Raging ;)
DH phoned at 8, so I told him to head down as I'd be getting moved to delivery at 9.
I had 2 midwives with me all day. I mean ALL day. One was a trainee. They were lovely. All was going really well until about lunchtime when they cranked up the oxytocin, (I think that's what it's called)! DH had just gone for lunch, happy in the knowledge that I was relatively pain free & happy. When he came back he says it was like walking into a murder picture. The anaesthetist was on her way to do an epidural. I'd gone from comfortable to 'I actually cannot cope' in about 30 minutes. The epidural was administered but I still had pain. Lots of pain. How come? A while later (i have no real concept of time) the anaesthetist comes back and does a second epidural. Thank god. Oh, no, I still have pain. Wtf?
There were a few concerned faces in the room DH tells me. He could see the midwives looking at each other whenever I had a contraction. A consultant was called. Baby was in a bit of distress. Baby was also back to back which I now know is not the best position for a natural delivery. A kind male doctor tried to turn baby round. Using his hand. Several times. This was horrendous. In fact horrendous doesn't even describe the pain and urge I had to kick said male doctor in the head.
All of this is without the epidural, let's not forget. I had gas and air.
When I got the urge to push it was obvious that baby's heart rate was dropping. Male doctor again tried to turn baby. Male doctor who has never and will never have to experience the pain of birthing a baby *insert rude words to describe doctor here*.
A woman consultant came and examined me. I think one of the midwives called her. She decided enough was enough, plus I think I actually begged her to make it stop, and that I needed some help.
Off to the operating theatre. At this point I'm crying and very scared. I think there's something wrong with baby and they're not telling me.
Apparently gas and air can make you happy or teary. It was apparent from very early on that I was a crier.
In the operating theatre there was 13 people. 13!!! This scared me even more. DH was outside getting 'Gowned up' he was told I was happy and fine. Then he walked in and I was wailing. I can laugh about it now.
I was given a spinal block. Wow. It worked. I felt such relief. The pain stopped.
I have worn an eyebrow ring for 10 years or more. It's quite subtle because it doesn't match my style, if you know what I mean. People tend not to notice it. Well, I couldn't have that during surgery, could I! I hadn't a clue how to remove it because I never had. Someone in the room twisted and pulled until it was removed. This kind of delayed things a bit!
They were going to try and use forceps to get baby out but realised they couldn't so a Caesarean section was the only option. I really didn't care by this point.
It was very quick. I felt a slight pulling sensation & baby was out. We heard someone say 'Its a boy'.
A BOY!!! WHAT! We didn't know what we were having but with 6 nieces, we were just expecting a girl! The doc who carried the baby away for the checks said 'Its a girl' What!! Confused!
She was definitely a girl and we think that the person who said it was a boy was one of the team in the theatre but standing by who couldn't really see. Anyway! A girl. She hadn't cried yet but she did! I was dying to know her weight as all along we were expecting a tiny baby because she was going to be early. We were delighted that she was 7lb 8.5 oz. a very healthy weight!
DH got to hold her while I was being sewn up. He was crying, I was crying. She was beautiful. She looked just like DH. DH says it was amazing that he got to hold her outside in the wee room while they got me sorted. That time alone with her introducing himself as her Daddy. Special times.
Baby Sofia Lisa was born at 18:31 on Friday 4th February 2011. It was a difficult day for me and DH. He was great and I only shouted at him once for stroking my hand ;) The next day I was told that they'd never had anyone with 2 failed epidurals before and that next time I should go straight for a section. NEXT TIME?! HA! ;)
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