The day before my son’s birth (at 38 weeks 2 days) I got out of bed at 6am and discovered I was bleeding.
We headed into the hospital and I was hooked up to a foetal monitor to see what was happening. Our baby was perfectly content and very healthy. I was examined and, much to our surprise, was advised that I was 2cm dilated. We were very happy to hear things had started to happen. I took what was to be the first of many walks up and down the corridors of the hospital to try to get things moving.
My OB saw me early the next day (38+3) and recommended I have my waters broken to bring on labour. If labour didn’t commence properly within three hours of my waters breaking my OB then wanted to give me syntocinon. My husband and I spent the morning walking to try to bring on labour and after talking it over decided to have my waters broken that day. I was apprehensive about being induced but had faith in my OB and my body.
My waters were broken at 11.30am. My OB barely needed to touch the membranes before my waters broke, which made me feel more positive. Once my waters had broken I felt much calmer about what was ahead. My husband and I continued to walk the corridors!
At 3.30pm I was only just 3cm dilated and so I was given syntocinon. We continued to walk the corridors stopping every few minutes or so as the contractions began to build up. My husband and I ‘danced’ through each contraction. At some point I felt that I would be more comfortable back in the delivery suite and we continued to dance through the contractions.
I knew that in order for my body to do what it needed to do I would need to be as relaxed as possible in between each contraction. I was finding it difficult to stay on my feet and moved to the bed where I kneeled, resting and moving my body when needed.
Around 5.30pm the contractions began to come very quickly. I had a shot of pethidine which allowed me to completely relax and even sleep between contractions.
At around 6.50pm I found that the pain was getting too much and I was losing control. I asked for an epidural. The midwife said she would happily call the anaesthetist for me but it would take about half an hour before she could come in – and by then my baby could be here! I immediately switched focus and forgot about the epidural. It was only minutes after that I felt an urge to push, and the pain went away.
After 30 minutes of pushing Hamish entered the world at 7.36pm on Sunday 13 November 2011, weighing a perfect 6 pounds 10 ounces. Not long after his arrival I was asking my husband when we could do it again!
Thanks to mum Jennifer for sharing her amazing birth story with us!
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