I woke up with light contractions early in the morning with DS1 which went throughout the day getting stronger, at about 5pm we went to the hospital and they were about to send me home until the midwife decided to check my blood pressure which was high so she brought in another midwife to get another opinion.... and then another.. and then another.. and then a doctor... before i knew it they had me laying on my back (which isn't a very nice position to labour in) with a monitor on my tummy, they then broke my waters (afterwhich the labour pains increased 10 fold) so they could stick a monitor on baby's head. I burst into tears as i watched the heart monitor machine drop down to 80 (not good for baby). I had ecclampsia and was literally shaking because of the really high blood pressure. I was so afraid, the room was filled with a whole medical team and the registrar finally came in and said that i needed an emergency c-section so they rushed me into the OR and did that. I can remember laying there so scared my eyes were wet from crying. Dylan was born and got to hang out with us in the OR for about 10 minutes before being taken to intensive care and i didn't see him again until 2am (he was born at 7:30pm). After about 1hr in recovery they sent down a polaroid of him as i could not physically go to see him. A little later on a midwife came in to express some milk (rather colostrum) to take to him since we could not meet for him to breastfeed. The night after i got to have a shower, i came very close to feinting from the pain and drugs after surgery. The afterbirth pains were excruciating despite being as doped up on morphine as they would allow me to be and it took me several days to be able to get out of bed to pee for myself. rolling over in bed was a nightmare and took me several minutes and was not comfortable anyway because this would stretch the side of my tummy. I had to have DH wash me in the shower for several days afterward i could not do it myself and i had to be sitting down on a chair the whole time. I had to just sit there and watch while DH bathed him as i could not physically help. We finally went home after 8 days and there was not much i could do that involved tensing my tummy muscles for a couple of weeks.
I only got to 3cm dialated, reckon i had an easy labour?
having said that, what i went through doesn't hold a candle to what you went through Sally. Even though Dylan was having troubles breathing he didn't stop altogether like that (to my knowledge) and he was at least full term. Your FIL has no right to speak about what he doesn't know about! I have a little bit of an idea of what you went through and i know its scary, its the best and worst day of your life, and so emotionally draining and to shrug it off like that is so disrespectful to you.
*hugs*
You can see why i want a VBAC this time around.. i want to be able to walk to my baby and hold him properly right after i have him, and thats my motivation for getting through the pain and all that, because when its over, its over and you can then enjoy your baby.
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