Leishy
24-10-2009, 22:41
ok sorry this may get long..but it upsets me heaps and just want it off my chest.
on the monday morning my great nana passed away. very sad start to the week spent alot of time crying..
Wed 6pm my waters broke, kind of sad as i knew nana would never meet her great great grandaughter, hospital said to come in so spent the next 2 nights trying to bring on labour naturally, going for walks etc.. on the fri morning (16th oct 09) woke at 2am with bad contractions was given morphine to help me sleep and help with the pain, (so much for drug free birth) at 7am i was woken up (quite rudely) and was taken to the birth suite as they were to induce me. so DP had to pack up our room while i managed to have a quick shower. once there i was 4cm. i was then hooked up to the drip the contractions were intense from the first one. i couldnt use a bath to help with the pain as i was hooked up to the drip, was to painful to even move out of bed into a different position, so here i was on my back not being able to do anything about the pain. DP was by my side through the whole thing which was really nice. :) after a few hours the contractions were so close there was no pause between them to rest. The pain was so intense i could hardly focus on my breathing and everything didnt seem real.. after a little while i was given the gas, it didnt work for the pain but helped take my mind off of it..i felt really heavy and drowsy but also drunk. it was a weird emotional rollercoaster i couldnt communicate to anyone i couldnt hear them talking to me, i could hear a clock ticking loudly and saw that most things around me had an orange/gold glow and looked hazy...
by this time because i was still in so much pain i was given an epidural, aparently i said yes but i dont remember much about this part i put my thumb up according to DP, i do remember being tested with an icepack if i was numb or not. babys heart rate dropped from 140bpm to 60 something bpm she was distressed, they had to do a blood sample from the baby from her scalp (they did this twice over the day) to test something..not sure what. but once they did it babys heart rate went up again. i was getting prepared for a c-section as baby wasnt coming through as i was wheeled off into theatre they tried with a vacuum.. i couldnt feel anything because of the epidural so a midwife had to feel my tummy for contractions and i had to push (how can you push if you cant feel?) not sure but i managed to with the help of the vacuum our beautiful daughter was born, she was placed on my chest but the feeling was so surreal i knew i was panicking as she didnt feel like mine i still thought she was in me and they gave me someone elses slimy kid.. i kinda looked at her grey body shaking on me before they took her away for oxygen and a check as she hadnt started crying yet..
my right arm had a blood pressure cuff on it and my left arm was being poked by needles, i felt like a lab rat being poked and proded at.. at this point i didnt care that my legs were spread open on stirrips exposing everything, i didnt care i had to get stitches i just wanted my girl to be ok. the cord blood was collected, and DP was holding her while i was being stitched.. the whole day went really fast from the 7am wake up until 2:09pm when she was born. i felt really drained and tired as i was being wheeled into my room. yet i was too excited to rest. i dont know how long everything took like from the first contraction until the last, i dont know how fast i dilated, i dont remember much but what i do remember is enough to make me cry again.
i had always wanted a drug free birth however since my waters broke i only had a limited time before the baby had to come out. i was given antibiotics after 18 hours of my waters breaking to stop infection in the womb. Then i had Morphine to help me sleep so i could have energy for the next day, add gas, and epi, and episiotomy and a vacuum into the picture and it wasnt a happy day. not to mention my great nan dying on the monday before and never getting a chance to meet her great great grandaughter plus staying 2 nights in hospital prior to having my baby and then staying a further 5 nights as she developed jaundice and had to be under an incubator for 3 days.
i have always had a bad back and the hospital beds didnt make it any better, it was upsetting when the midwives would compare me to other ladies who had babies and were up out of bed and walking around and i couldnt even get my own baby out of her cot, i felt as though i didnt get the help or support that i needed through that hospital and they were very unorganised with the discharging etc. but thats another story. overall i was scared, i am upset and i felt alone even though DP was right beside me, im probably over reacting but i felt like i was dying, everything just didnt make sense. but now im happy that my gorgeous Ella Rose Wilson is alive and happy and safe, she pulls the cutest faces and loves having baths.
on the monday morning my great nana passed away. very sad start to the week spent alot of time crying..
Wed 6pm my waters broke, kind of sad as i knew nana would never meet her great great grandaughter, hospital said to come in so spent the next 2 nights trying to bring on labour naturally, going for walks etc.. on the fri morning (16th oct 09) woke at 2am with bad contractions was given morphine to help me sleep and help with the pain, (so much for drug free birth) at 7am i was woken up (quite rudely) and was taken to the birth suite as they were to induce me. so DP had to pack up our room while i managed to have a quick shower. once there i was 4cm. i was then hooked up to the drip the contractions were intense from the first one. i couldnt use a bath to help with the pain as i was hooked up to the drip, was to painful to even move out of bed into a different position, so here i was on my back not being able to do anything about the pain. DP was by my side through the whole thing which was really nice. :) after a few hours the contractions were so close there was no pause between them to rest. The pain was so intense i could hardly focus on my breathing and everything didnt seem real.. after a little while i was given the gas, it didnt work for the pain but helped take my mind off of it..i felt really heavy and drowsy but also drunk. it was a weird emotional rollercoaster i couldnt communicate to anyone i couldnt hear them talking to me, i could hear a clock ticking loudly and saw that most things around me had an orange/gold glow and looked hazy...
by this time because i was still in so much pain i was given an epidural, aparently i said yes but i dont remember much about this part i put my thumb up according to DP, i do remember being tested with an icepack if i was numb or not. babys heart rate dropped from 140bpm to 60 something bpm she was distressed, they had to do a blood sample from the baby from her scalp (they did this twice over the day) to test something..not sure what. but once they did it babys heart rate went up again. i was getting prepared for a c-section as baby wasnt coming through as i was wheeled off into theatre they tried with a vacuum.. i couldnt feel anything because of the epidural so a midwife had to feel my tummy for contractions and i had to push (how can you push if you cant feel?) not sure but i managed to with the help of the vacuum our beautiful daughter was born, she was placed on my chest but the feeling was so surreal i knew i was panicking as she didnt feel like mine i still thought she was in me and they gave me someone elses slimy kid.. i kinda looked at her grey body shaking on me before they took her away for oxygen and a check as she hadnt started crying yet..
my right arm had a blood pressure cuff on it and my left arm was being poked by needles, i felt like a lab rat being poked and proded at.. at this point i didnt care that my legs were spread open on stirrips exposing everything, i didnt care i had to get stitches i just wanted my girl to be ok. the cord blood was collected, and DP was holding her while i was being stitched.. the whole day went really fast from the 7am wake up until 2:09pm when she was born. i felt really drained and tired as i was being wheeled into my room. yet i was too excited to rest. i dont know how long everything took like from the first contraction until the last, i dont know how fast i dilated, i dont remember much but what i do remember is enough to make me cry again.
i had always wanted a drug free birth however since my waters broke i only had a limited time before the baby had to come out. i was given antibiotics after 18 hours of my waters breaking to stop infection in the womb. Then i had Morphine to help me sleep so i could have energy for the next day, add gas, and epi, and episiotomy and a vacuum into the picture and it wasnt a happy day. not to mention my great nan dying on the monday before and never getting a chance to meet her great great grandaughter plus staying 2 nights in hospital prior to having my baby and then staying a further 5 nights as she developed jaundice and had to be under an incubator for 3 days.
i have always had a bad back and the hospital beds didnt make it any better, it was upsetting when the midwives would compare me to other ladies who had babies and were up out of bed and walking around and i couldnt even get my own baby out of her cot, i felt as though i didnt get the help or support that i needed through that hospital and they were very unorganised with the discharging etc. but thats another story. overall i was scared, i am upset and i felt alone even though DP was right beside me, im probably over reacting but i felt like i was dying, everything just didnt make sense. but now im happy that my gorgeous Ella Rose Wilson is alive and happy and safe, she pulls the cutest faces and loves having baths.