May 27, 2011
Quick! Before it's time for the next feed I'll jolt down our story :) As you might know if you read my other journals, I was due to be induced on Thursday the 26th. I had a CTG on Monday to see if everything was fine (which it was), but the OB/GYN was such a lame person. She didn't explain to me what inducing was all about (I was scared senseless about it) and didn't leave any room for questions. She just did an ultrasound, gave me some papers and off I was again, within 5 minutes! I was suffering from nasty swelling in my hands, feet and head and felt increasingly bad, so on Tuesday my mom (who is a doc's assistant) measured my blood pressure and did a routine urine test. My blood pressure was fine but she found some proteine in my urine, which combined with the swelling was a bad sign. I called the hospital and they told me to come in again. In the end everything turned out fine, no pre-eclampsia, but the stress was just too much. It took away the last bit of my energy and I sort of collapsed at the nurses post, feeling very nauseous. The OB/GYN on call (a different one) noticed and offered me a stay at the hospital for a night; they gave me a sedative that helped me sleep through the night (first in weeks, woohoo!). I woke up feeling much better and the midwife that came to talk with me said it made no difference if they'd induce me that day or the next. I was glad to get things started, so she came back shortly to do an internal exam. I didn't know that they had to put in some type of gel to get me effaced -thanks to the afor mentioned ob/gyn- and was glad to know things might start happening without them having to put an IV in me. I walked around the hospital for an hour or two, waiting for my mom to arrive. At lunchtime -this was at about 1 o'clock in the afternoon- I started noticing some light contractions. YAY! My mom arrived shortly after the midwife inserting another helping of gel and then things really kicked off. At 14.00 I was having contractions 1 minute apart and they very quickly started getting heavier. At around 5 they were SO bad I demanded to get a morphine shot (still refused to get an ED, didn't like the sound of it at all and I just wanted the edge of the pain), but it took extremely long for them to get me ready for it. Meanwhile I was screaming bloody murder (I remember because I thought "Dear lord, if this had happened at home my neighbours would have called the police") and begging the nurse to hurry up with the shot. Funny thing is that as soon as they said "Ok, your shot is on it's way" I started having the urge to push. This was around 19.45; the midwife had shook her head and said that it wasn't likely, because only half an hour before she had done an internal and I had been 4 cm dialated. I begged her to check again because I was in serious pain and couldn't control the urge to push at all. She barely touched me and said: "Yeah, you're right. You can start pushing now!" Damn right I was right, woman! I was moo-ing like a cow and felt my baby's head between going down! Anyways, I gave one big push and his head was born, huffed and puffed the second one away and gave birth to my gorgeous boy with the third. I was stunned when they handed him to me, couldn't believe he was mine :D
All in all, I had a perfect birth. Yes, it hurt like hell, but I handled it without being sedated and came out pretty much in one piece. I've got 4 stitches but I barely notice them, I'm tired but doing remarkably fine.
That's all the details I can think of for now. Will add some more later :) If you have any questions, feel free to ask!