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“I was barely 17” – a teenage birth story

birth storyI was told my baby was too small at the last ultrasound, a week before her due date, the 14th of July 2010. They told me she wasn’t yet fully developed and would most likely arrive two weeks overdue via a c-section.

My best friend had bought us tickets to see the Titanic Exhibition a few months prior for the 12th of July. He stayed overnight so we could watch the movie and drive down together the next morning.

About 5.30am I woke up to a contraction, the pain didn’t last long and once it passed I quickly jumped out of bed excited and attempted to wake my friend. I only made it a few steps before the second contraction hit – and boy, it hit hard.

This baby was coming and it was coming fast. We sped to the hospital, thankfully only four minutes around the corner. When we arrived I was already 6.5cm dilated. My nan and my friend were with me. I don’t remember much from then on.

There were complications but still nearly two years on I can’t seem to get anybody to tell me what actually happened. I kept falling in and out of consciousness. There are flashes that I do remember, a midwife forcing me to sit on the toilet, I didn’t want to be there, I wanted to go back to the bed. I threw a punch at her but missed and hit the wall behind her.

They told me the baby was stuck and wanted to use forceps. I refused. The nurse tried to take away my gas so I chomped down on her hand. They then told me that my baby was losing oxygen, I could feel them trying to pull her out with their hands. She finally came at 4pm exactly. I was so happy but they quickly cut the cord and practically threw her into my nan’s arms, suddenly there was near a dozen nurses and doctors in the room.

I was losing blood, a lot of blood. I kept telling them i was going to be OK, I just needed to hold my baby and get some sleep. They wouldn’t let me do either, they got my friend to try and keep me awake. It didn’t work, I was asleep within seconds. I woke four hours later, alone except for my baby girl beside me. I remember that as clear as anything – everything stopped and I forgot everything else. Completely unaware of the blood caked all over my body and the two drips I was attached to I knelt beside her too scared to pick her up so I held her hand and kissed her on the forehead and just watched her.

I was barely 17 but knew that no matter what was to happen that I was now a mother, a real mother and I was going to be brilliant at it!

Thanks to Bub Hub member SherbetLove for sharing this birth story with us. Find out how you can submit your birth story!

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