calden
23-04-2009, 15:36
Unless someone has a pre-booked c-section, every pregnant woman expects to go into labour. Everyone prepares for it as best they can and also doesn't know what to expect. I was induced with my first son, and had an epidural for the first part of labour and although i felt the full blown pain of child birth from about 9cm dilated and pushed drug free, i never knew what it felt like to go into labour or how the pain progressed. I had my waters broken and my contractions artificially started so they were full on from the get go. I never had any pre labour or any false alarms with my first either. I had an amazing birth though and as my husband puts it - how rewarding it is to have a baby there when you've been through the hard work of labour.
Now was pregnant with my second son and was nervous about going into labour because i never knew what it felt like or knew how it was going to start. About two weeks before my due date i started getting lots of niggles, at one stage i was getting regular contractions for 12 hours that never progressed. Something i was aware of that this was either a false start or just pre labour. For the rest of the week i kept having strong cramps every now and then. My due date came with another 'false start' this time though they were so painful i rang the birth suite or told me i was in early labour and just to wait it out. It stopped. Then nothing. Had an appointment at 41 weeks a thursday where i was told i was ready to go, a S&S was done and my midwife said she expected me to be in tonight, if not i was booked in for an induction on Monday. I was hopeful although she commented that his head was quite high and if labour begins i might have to suffer some extra pain when they try and push his head down. I told her that i was however a bit worried about his lack of movement over the last few days. Both boys had been overly active in utero so i was very aware that the movements had greatly decreased. She told me i could go get monitored if i wanted but it would have been to hard to sit and be monitored for a few hours with a 2 year old. I had also had previous experiences for example had a similar thing happen with my first son and was monitored and he was fine and every time i had ever been to birth suite with a worry, everything would be fine and they would sometimes make me feel like i wasted there time plus its a bit hard when sometimes my hubby would have to take time off work or too hard with a toddler so i thought everything is probably just fine and no need to disrupt things.
Next day i was at my sisters for the day and i kept telling her how worried i was cos i had only had one movement early in the morning, i went home that arvo a nervous wreck and began to try everything to get him moving, coke, ice cold drinks, laying on my side, eating sweets and even pushing and prodding.......he still wouldn't get going. Me and my hubby talked about what i should to, i wanted to go in to be better safe than sorry but then my hubby would have to have the night of work to stay home with DS and if it ends up being nothing he's just missed out on a fair bit of money that we need. I decided to go, i would kick myself if something was wrong and didn't go. So hubby stayed home with DS and i asked if my sister could take me and hang out with me at the hospital so i wasn't bored. We all assumed everything would be fine and worst case they might induce me tonight. I got to the hospital at 6pm and immedietly bub's heart rate was found and beating at a good rate. Phew i was relieved and thought everything was all good now and they'd probably monitor me for another hour or so to record movements.
Now the roller coaster begun.
I was relaxed, had a gasbag with my midwife and sister, and about 30mins after i got there my midwife told me she didn't like the look of the CTG printout. As i was having tightenings the CTG was showing that his heart rate was dropping when i would have one, i assumed he was just moving around when it would drop. I sort of got confused as i assumed if his heart rate was there and at a good rate there was nothing more to it. She said she would leave it be and if it hadn't changed/improved in the next 30 mins the DR would have to be called. Those 30 mins passed and nothing had improved - they told me bub was distressed and the DR was on his way. The midwife told me that i wouldn't be going home tonight and they would probably induce me tomorrow. My sister and I both commented that why don't they just induce me tonight and why wait until tomorrow, we were told just to wait and see. Even though i was a little worried about the heart rate issue i was getting excited that i would have my bub tomorrow no matter what. The DR made his way up and told me that i'd probably be looking at a C-Section. WTF my heart sank - with both pregnancies my biggest fear was always a C/S. They said they were gonna do an internal, break my waters to see the colour. I was still reeling from the sudden thought that i could be having a C/S i was so stressed. My sister stepped out while they went to break my waters - as bub was so high, doc's hands were way up there and the middy was pushing down at the same time, I was crying out in pain, it was excrutiating, my sister ran in to be by my side and i yelled at them to stop i couldn't take the pain anymore. I was hysterical. I sobbed as they told me that they would be inducing me for natural birth, that they would give me the gel and take it from there. I called my hubby to let him now that my sister would sson be leaving to trade places with him, that i was being induced to have the baby tonight and she would come to our home to watch our DS. I asked she stay with me for anohter 15 mins, i didn't want to be alone. Then the time came for her to leave and to wait for hubby to arrive. Not long after she left the DR came back in and said they were going to try and break my waters again.......i was scared i was by myself and didn't want that pain again. This time they did it with alot more ease, then my heart broke - the waters were black and thick. Bub was seriously distressed!!! hubby wasn't there and i was bawling all the while watching the dr's and nurses discuss that i was about to have a C-Section all the while i was also getting some serious contractions. Not only was i scared for my baby but i was frightened of having the operation. No one to console me. I was all alone. This was the worst moment in my life and will always be. I got prepped and told what was going to happen all while sobbing my heart out, they were about to wheel me out to the operating theatre when hubby finally arrived. It was all happening so quickly. While having the op i nearly passed out from panicing too much. It was all so clinical - instead of pushing my baby out a nurse tells me "Your baby will be here in about 4 minutes" I stared at the clock and then managed to utter to hubby "is he here" hubby looks over and he was already out - there was no announcement, i ask if he is okay....thankfully he is fine and my midwife opens my shirt up to place him on my chest, something i was so adament about. So relieved. We are wheeled into recovery and i get to feed him. Its all worked out.
I was told the cord was wrapped around his neck 4 times and very tightely. My poor boy really did suffer and that more than likely i was going into labour in the earlier weeks but the cord was stopping him from making his way down and all those contractions making it tighter and tighter. My heart breaks to think he suffered inside me and that for a few days when his movements had dropped that he was distressed. Even though i hated having a C/S - my beautiful little man arrived into the world safely and with not one health problem or side affect to his ordeal. the hardest part for me was the rollercoaster of events and emotions in such a short period of time played havoc with me. And was hard to wrap my head around. I went in to hospital for a check up at 6pm and by 11pm that night i had my baby. Aside from a few contractions i never went into labour and couldn't prepare myself for the birth. If this ends up being my last child i will never get that experience of going into labour on my own. But i have two beautiful boys and couldn't be happy no matter how they got here.
Little Cale Adam arrived and is thriving and his Mum, Dad and big Brother couldn't be happier!!! :goodvibes:
Now was pregnant with my second son and was nervous about going into labour because i never knew what it felt like or knew how it was going to start. About two weeks before my due date i started getting lots of niggles, at one stage i was getting regular contractions for 12 hours that never progressed. Something i was aware of that this was either a false start or just pre labour. For the rest of the week i kept having strong cramps every now and then. My due date came with another 'false start' this time though they were so painful i rang the birth suite or told me i was in early labour and just to wait it out. It stopped. Then nothing. Had an appointment at 41 weeks a thursday where i was told i was ready to go, a S&S was done and my midwife said she expected me to be in tonight, if not i was booked in for an induction on Monday. I was hopeful although she commented that his head was quite high and if labour begins i might have to suffer some extra pain when they try and push his head down. I told her that i was however a bit worried about his lack of movement over the last few days. Both boys had been overly active in utero so i was very aware that the movements had greatly decreased. She told me i could go get monitored if i wanted but it would have been to hard to sit and be monitored for a few hours with a 2 year old. I had also had previous experiences for example had a similar thing happen with my first son and was monitored and he was fine and every time i had ever been to birth suite with a worry, everything would be fine and they would sometimes make me feel like i wasted there time plus its a bit hard when sometimes my hubby would have to take time off work or too hard with a toddler so i thought everything is probably just fine and no need to disrupt things.
Next day i was at my sisters for the day and i kept telling her how worried i was cos i had only had one movement early in the morning, i went home that arvo a nervous wreck and began to try everything to get him moving, coke, ice cold drinks, laying on my side, eating sweets and even pushing and prodding.......he still wouldn't get going. Me and my hubby talked about what i should to, i wanted to go in to be better safe than sorry but then my hubby would have to have the night of work to stay home with DS and if it ends up being nothing he's just missed out on a fair bit of money that we need. I decided to go, i would kick myself if something was wrong and didn't go. So hubby stayed home with DS and i asked if my sister could take me and hang out with me at the hospital so i wasn't bored. We all assumed everything would be fine and worst case they might induce me tonight. I got to the hospital at 6pm and immedietly bub's heart rate was found and beating at a good rate. Phew i was relieved and thought everything was all good now and they'd probably monitor me for another hour or so to record movements.
Now the roller coaster begun.
I was relaxed, had a gasbag with my midwife and sister, and about 30mins after i got there my midwife told me she didn't like the look of the CTG printout. As i was having tightenings the CTG was showing that his heart rate was dropping when i would have one, i assumed he was just moving around when it would drop. I sort of got confused as i assumed if his heart rate was there and at a good rate there was nothing more to it. She said she would leave it be and if it hadn't changed/improved in the next 30 mins the DR would have to be called. Those 30 mins passed and nothing had improved - they told me bub was distressed and the DR was on his way. The midwife told me that i wouldn't be going home tonight and they would probably induce me tomorrow. My sister and I both commented that why don't they just induce me tonight and why wait until tomorrow, we were told just to wait and see. Even though i was a little worried about the heart rate issue i was getting excited that i would have my bub tomorrow no matter what. The DR made his way up and told me that i'd probably be looking at a C-Section. WTF my heart sank - with both pregnancies my biggest fear was always a C/S. They said they were gonna do an internal, break my waters to see the colour. I was still reeling from the sudden thought that i could be having a C/S i was so stressed. My sister stepped out while they went to break my waters - as bub was so high, doc's hands were way up there and the middy was pushing down at the same time, I was crying out in pain, it was excrutiating, my sister ran in to be by my side and i yelled at them to stop i couldn't take the pain anymore. I was hysterical. I sobbed as they told me that they would be inducing me for natural birth, that they would give me the gel and take it from there. I called my hubby to let him now that my sister would sson be leaving to trade places with him, that i was being induced to have the baby tonight and she would come to our home to watch our DS. I asked she stay with me for anohter 15 mins, i didn't want to be alone. Then the time came for her to leave and to wait for hubby to arrive. Not long after she left the DR came back in and said they were going to try and break my waters again.......i was scared i was by myself and didn't want that pain again. This time they did it with alot more ease, then my heart broke - the waters were black and thick. Bub was seriously distressed!!! hubby wasn't there and i was bawling all the while watching the dr's and nurses discuss that i was about to have a C-Section all the while i was also getting some serious contractions. Not only was i scared for my baby but i was frightened of having the operation. No one to console me. I was all alone. This was the worst moment in my life and will always be. I got prepped and told what was going to happen all while sobbing my heart out, they were about to wheel me out to the operating theatre when hubby finally arrived. It was all happening so quickly. While having the op i nearly passed out from panicing too much. It was all so clinical - instead of pushing my baby out a nurse tells me "Your baby will be here in about 4 minutes" I stared at the clock and then managed to utter to hubby "is he here" hubby looks over and he was already out - there was no announcement, i ask if he is okay....thankfully he is fine and my midwife opens my shirt up to place him on my chest, something i was so adament about. So relieved. We are wheeled into recovery and i get to feed him. Its all worked out.
I was told the cord was wrapped around his neck 4 times and very tightely. My poor boy really did suffer and that more than likely i was going into labour in the earlier weeks but the cord was stopping him from making his way down and all those contractions making it tighter and tighter. My heart breaks to think he suffered inside me and that for a few days when his movements had dropped that he was distressed. Even though i hated having a C/S - my beautiful little man arrived into the world safely and with not one health problem or side affect to his ordeal. the hardest part for me was the rollercoaster of events and emotions in such a short period of time played havoc with me. And was hard to wrap my head around. I went in to hospital for a check up at 6pm and by 11pm that night i had my baby. Aside from a few contractions i never went into labour and couldn't prepare myself for the birth. If this ends up being my last child i will never get that experience of going into labour on my own. But i have two beautiful boys and couldn't be happy no matter how they got here.
Little Cale Adam arrived and is thriving and his Mum, Dad and big Brother couldn't be happier!!! :goodvibes: