Tuesday 8th September 2015, sitting in the ob office I prayed i'd get an induction date. My anxiety was through the roof and I wasn't coping one little bit. I was offered another stretch and sweep. It was discovered I was 2-3cm. I was asked what I wanted to happen next and I requested an induction date for asap. The ob went to check the waiting list. Finally Rebecca returned and told me my induction was booked for 7am Monday 14th. Sweet relief came over me. 6 days to wait before our DD would join us. At last the end was in sight.
The next morning I woke. My due date. 40 weeks pregnant and not one sign DD would be making her arrival. I made a comment that today wasn't the day and i'd have to keep waiting. Dropped the kids to school. DD1 was off on camp for 3 days. Then MIL and myself came home. Once DD3 had gone to bed, I told MIL I needed to have a sleep. I felt sick and tired. I woke at 2pm. I felt worse but ate lunch in the hope the feeling was from hunger. I was also freezing, to the point I was shaking.
Around 310 I was getting ready to leave and collect DD2 and DS from school. Something didn't feel right, like I was wetting myself. I told MIL to hop in the car with DD3 as I needed to pee quickly. Sitting down on the loo, I realised I wasn't peeing my pants, but it was my waters leaking and gushing.
I quickly told her there was a change of plans. I rang DH to get him home, After school care to take the kids, the school to tell the kids to go to ASC, XDH to collect the kids and finally, the hospital to let them know what was happening. I was instructed to come in asap.
DH arrived home around 4 and we both had a quick shower. By now my waters were leaking a lot more.
We left once DD3 was distracted and headed to Hospital.
Once at the assessment unit, a midwife checked it was my waters and then hooked me up to the ctg as I had started contracting. They could see they were coming regular. I was asked what I wanted to do and I said I wasn't leaving until my baby was out. I was scared that my bubba would get sick again if they sent me home with broken waters. The Midwife knew my feelings and had the on duty dr review my notes. When she returned I was told I was getting admitted and being moved around to the birthing suites.
Reality hit and so did the nerves. We were taken into our room and handed over to Jaime. She explained my room would be held for me as long as needed. The senior midwife asked that we go walk stairs for 1 hour and come back at 8pm for an internal and plan of attack. DH and I headed to the cafe. I was hungry but never ate anything. Contractions were starting to hurt more but I continued walking. Then we hit the stairs. I'd go up a few and need to stop and breathe through a contraction. So many staff stopped to make sure I was ok. Finally we hit level 5 and I wanted to get back to the room. Nausea was setting in and had to stop. A midwife seen me and went to get a wheelchair and Jaime. When she arrived I started vomiting over the corridor floors. I was wheeled back into the room. I was on the loo and felt I was losing control and asked DH to call our student midwife, Sarah and tell her to make her way to the hospital. Senior midwife then came in and Jaime performed an internal. I was 5-6cm and DD was posterior, no wonder my back was copping the pain.
I then got off the bed and started bouncing on the fit ball. It was helping the pain and I could feel DD moving down and turning. They kept losing the heart trace on Bub so an internal probe was attached to her head. At some point there was a shift change over, Alex and Steph came on. Sarah arrived at some point too. She stood behind me, rubbing my back while I continued breathing out the pain.
DH said I was so in the zone, I'd occasionally pass out and block out the world around me.
I had no clue of the time, but I could tell I was entering the final stage and my baby would be born very soon. Alex said to get on the bed, but there was no way I could manage. I decided to birth upright. Then I felt the burn, the ring of fire, the feeling of needing to poo. Sarah was still behind me, ready to deliver our baby. 2 pushes and her head was out, then the rest of her body came out. Sarah passed her between my legs but she was so slippery and I couldn't hold her safely. I then got onto the bed and our first skin to skin breastfeed started. Her cord was eventually cut once it stopped pulsing. I was checked over, no tears, just grazing.
I'd done it. I achieved my drug free and delayed cord clamping birth. I felt so proud and overcome with emotion.
Baby girl arrived at 2214 on the 9th September, her due date. Weighing 8lb5oz or 3770gm, 52cm long and HC 35.5cm
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