My little one is now 5 months but I really wanted to share my birth story. I started writing it a while ago and some bits are detailed and some i have just skimmed over!
My second pregnancy had gone very well, much like my first. Like everything in life I learnt from mistakes with the first one and there were things I was very firm about. The first was the dating scan with my 1st we didn’t have a scan at 12 weeks and so my date was quite different and we ended up with an induction that may have not been necessary so this time I wanted a dating scan at 12 weeks. With my 1st we declined antenatal tests, this decision was based on; that we wouldn’t want to terminate and that the results don’t give you a yes or no, they give you a percentage you then have to make a decision if you want another test which has a % risk of problems. This time I had given these tests more thought, one of the mums in my mothers group has a boy with down syndrome. This certainly got me thinking, and at the last minute I asked the doctor to get them to check the neucal fold at the 12 week scan. I didn’t want to have the blood tests done. There was never any concern with the scans. Because I am larger in size they made me have 3 extra scans after 20 weeks. This annoyed me as I knew my baby was fine!
I was determined to go into labour naturally, for my first and second I never had any Braxton hicks or niggles. This time it was Thu 28th (the first due date I was given- this was change to 30th after scans) i woke to find some discoloured mucus and thought it may be some of my plug. I didn’t say anything to dh as I really wasn’t sure. As the day progressed I did have a few niggles, nothing too bad but I was determined to be busy and keep moving so that if this was the start of labour it wouldn’t fizzle out. I took my ds1 for a walk and we went to our mothers group, where I told the girls that I had a few niggles, then I took ds1 to tumble tots (a bit like a fun play gym for kids), by this stage I had had a few shaper pains. My midwife left me a message as at our check up the day before she was a bit funny about bubs heart rate, she thought it was a bit lower. I text her back just to say I was fine but that maybe things may have been happening. During all of this time it never occurred to me to ring my dh, he was at work and i wasn’t sure if much was happening and there was no point him being home.
Around 5pm, these tightening were happening a little more frequently, ds1 was watching telly I decided to stay moving and would cook dinner for my boys. By 5:45 when dh came home I told him that things were happening and maybe we should call his mum as she was going to have ds1, I still wasn’t certain and knew it could all die down. She decided she would come and stay the night and dh told her that I wanted to labour at home for as long as I could. I had hired a tens and got dh to put this on and it was fantastic. Because my near 2 year old was at home I would go into the hallway and walk/stomp with each contraction and be a normal mum in between, we rang the hospital as I still wasn’t sure and said I would just carry on at home and ring when ready. I was timing them and writing them down and they were getting more regular, by 7:45ish they were really starting to bite I told dh to give ds1 a bath with his mum thinking we may go to the hospital after that. I went to the loo but couldn’t pee. When I stood up my waters broke, oh my goodness I stood in the shower and let them drip away. Off to the hospital we headed, towel in between legs!