[really long] Blips arrival! (7/02/09)
When DH (chris) and I found out we where expecting it was a shock, as we'd planned to start trying may of this year! But we'd never say no to having our own kiddlett. so the whole thing started, the due date for our little 'blip' was Jan 27th 2009.
I was one of the women who didnt get 'moring' sickness. i had all day sickness. i worked in the Deli untill i was 31 weeks along. as my belly was getting a little big and my bladder a little small to keep working 5hrs at a time and with our wedding comming up and christmas i just couldnt keep it up any longer so i went on maternity leave.
after christmas and new year and Australia day passed i started getting a little impastaint to meet blip. and the 4 days above 43 didnt help much(at 40wks prg too). but i thought that this little one would come out when they wanted. i got to 41weeks (tuesday) and saw the OB at the hospital. they did a Strech and Sweep, things started looking up i got cramps and a small bloody show. but they soon died down. on wednesday DH and i went for a walk for an hour around near our house. nothing. thursday we saw my family and my mother commented on the fact my belly had droped. i felt it was the same but liked hearing it. on friday i woke up at 7:30 with really bad priod pain! so i walked around the house, guessing at the timming of the contraction. then made a post here to ask about it. i was direcrted to contractionmaster dot com. hit the space bar at the start/end of each contraction easy enough and it works it all out for me. only down side is. i have a normal computer NOT a laptop and walking though the contractions later became...hard-er.
i had a CTG booked at the hospital for 12. they called at 11 and asked me to come in earlier. and i did. the CTG picked up on contractions that where "slowly becomming regular" :wall: i knew they where regular but had gone funny due to me not feeling too good about being put in a little room! so off chris and i waddle back home. i had subway for lunch and the contractions died down (as in one every 30mins or so) so i took the chance and had a nap. so i dozed off at around 1 woke up about 3ish. i woke up because i rolled over onto my left side and the conreactions happend almost strait away. i rolled back onto my right and they came every 7mins. by around 5pm they went back to being 4-6mins apart poor chris had to cook tea at 6:30 becuase i was unable to stand still and/or do anything other then rock though each contraction. i settled in fount of the computer at about 8 (with contractions at about 5mins now) and posted on here as well as facebook. then at 9 i called the midwifes who told me to take pandol and have a warm shower. i did this. contractions where at 10mins apart, so i tired to sleep at about 12:30am. i got about half an hour of sleep, then they kicked back up again. so i started walking around the house...when i got tired i sat on the loo..it was the only semi comfterbal place i could find. (chris was asleep on the lounge floor for this) then i called the midwives at 4am and asked if i should come in. they said pandol and a warm bath. this time i ignored that and just had a warm face washer on my back (my contractions where at the fount but i needed SOMETHING to distract me!) by 5:45 i couldnt keep it up. i was starting to get vocal about the pain and almost crying becuase it 'hurt' so much. but between each contraction i was able to move around a little, never far from the computer so i could keep track of the contractions. so i called the midwives and told them i couldnt handle it any longer and i needed to come in. so at 6:30 chris and i left home and went down into the hospital. i think i freaked a few guys out in another car with the face i pulled in the middle of a contraction in the car. but we got to the hospital and walked up two flights of stairs (they had a lift but i thought i'd be better to help 'blip' move down) got to the maternity ward. saw a midwife who said "what would you do if we sent you home?" and i said "i'd be happy knowing WHERE i'm at with this labour becuase its been going basicly since 5:30 last nught and i need to know my body is doing something!" she did an internal i was 5-6cm, membrains bolgeing. and becuase i was GBS+ they admited me. and settled me into a room. chris went and got the labour bag (it had clothes, lollies..spray bottle...but never got used!) and set me up. the contractions around im guessing 8am (i lost all consept of time once they took my watch off at 7:10am) got a little harder to deal with so i went and plonked myself of on the loo. the midwife then stuck her head in and asked if it was ok to have a student doctor sit in on the birth and is said yes. she pointed out (for the second time chris said) that it was a male and i said "he needs to learn too ya know" im thinking thats when transition started. becuase around 9:10am my waters broke. leading upto that i became rather...vocal (i was useing gas too) with the pain. the only word i could get out was "Pain" along with a skreech and clawing at the loo paper holder. when my waters broke all i could get out was "broken...water...water...broken...water...wat er" (i can rember that much) chris then had to explain to the midwife that my waters had broken. she got a pad thing and checked they where clear/pink. i rember seeing a little pink in them..and though "I'm loseing my baby" then realised i was in LABOUR. i think it was around 11:30am i started really screaming and loseing it. begging for something stronger. chris i think wanted me to have something other then gas (he was in tears seeing me screaming in pain and thrashing around scraching at walls and banging on them). she came in and told me she could give me pethadien.but that wouldnt take the pain away, just relax me between contractions and i was already relaxed. i'd said i didnt want an epidural so that wasnt even on the table. when i told her i couldnt do it she said "yes you can. get in the shower, that'll help" and i grunted at her...then let out another "pain" yell. she then suggested i get into the bath. but first they needed to do an internal to see how far diolated i was. and that was HARD. the gas went strait to my legs. along with contractions...i pulled myself up and held onto the wall and basicly though myelf onto the bed. and told them i couldnt do it on my back...so they put the bed fully sitting up and i hugged the back of it. she checked. 9cm. they went and ran the bath. mean while im on the bed sucking down the gas and biteing on it too...chris told me at the point "i love you and i know you can do it...now DRINK" next thing i knew i was told to walk to the bath. so i did..with a sheet rapped around my lower half. i found out it was the water birth bath. so that was an upside. i got in the bath and relaxed. haveing the warm water on my body made me relax alot more. i also think thats when 'blip' started to come down becuase conrations became alot harder with a more defined brake between. i rember doing my normal 'pain' cry then it changed. my body was wanting to push. i told the midwife "push. needing" and she told me to hold off because i wasnt at 10cm yet. 4 conractions later and i was saying "need to push. but cant push. but am pushing" and she told me to do what my body wanted. so i started pushing. then after a while i had the urge to check to see if i could feel the baby...and i could...i could feel this hard...lump...my baby was comming...she checked and said "yes, thats you babies head..your doing good!" kept pushing. a while later i checked again. this time it was much further down. she checked again and told me i was doing good. i was still in the water at this point and she asked if i'd like to get out or stay (the other midwife who was assisting was trained in water birth) i said stay. no way was i getting out when the water was supporting my waight and allowing me to relax between contractions. when i was bearing down i didnt use the gas (so for about an hour) i was just going with the flow. then i checked the head. and it was RIGHT THERE. i told the midwife "head. coming. down. out." she checked. and sure enough it was getting VERY close to the birth. she said "i'll be having lunch by 1 o'clock!"
thats when things got hard the head was comming down and i'd heard of this called 'the ring of fire' well IT was (for me) it burned, but in a good way...in my mind (maybe the gas affected it!) all i could think was "burn burn burn...burning ring of fire" which was odd! but the head came out (half in half out) and i swear my contractions STOPPED. i told the midwife this. she said they hadn't and to just breathe. so i tired. then another contraction. burn. burn. burn. contraction. strange feeling. contraction. ohh my god. i looked down and saw this gray body. i grabbed the baby and pulled him up onto my chest. chris has told me i then said "ohh no..." then turned around to see what we'd had...it was a boy! a little Darren! they rubbed him. and camped the cord. i demanded chris cut it he did. they took him away...i waited. time stood still...then we heard the cry. i was pulled out of the bath and given the shot for the plasenta. laied down with a bean bag and my shirt taken off (i left it on..for the WHOLE thing) and they bought little darren back to us and laid him on my chest. the plasenter came out with 2 pushes (and some traction i think?) and i just looked at this little darren of ours. trying to understand that he was MINE that was my blip. the blip i'd had in my belly for nine months! i told the midwife i'd torn, i could feel it. she said she'd look at it when we got back to the labour room so off we go. i was put in a wheel chair for that. i then got told to get on the bed, i had torn they needed a guy to come stich me up. chris held little darren...and hour and a half it took. i tore my left labiea. pritty badly too. then i had a shower. chris had to watch me and help me. which he did. the only thing i asked of him was not to look 'down there' becuase i didnt want to see it, why should he! at half past two we started to try and feed, with little sucess...but i was deremend to get darren on the boob. we settled into the room i'd be in the next two days. people came and said hi. sunday darren ended up being put in SCN becuase of a chest infection. on the upside he did learn how to attach, as it was comforting for him early sunday moring. and i learnt how to hand express! he'll be out of SCN on saterday hopfully. he's a good little boobie cub. (chris calls him cub because of the little squeek he makes when he's feeding)
the birth of Darren was the most impowering experance of my life.
Stats:
Lenth : 53cm
waight 7.14pound
Apgar 7 and 9
head cerc. 35cm
Labour:
contractions : 18hrs (give or take)
Pushing: an hour (im guessing)
plasenta delivery: 20mins (assisted)
