Tuesday, May 5, 2009

My labour and delivery story




So I am very late posting this but anyone who is a new mum will understand exactly why this is....and I dont have a computer at home.




Jonty Nicholas was born on the 17th April 2009 weighing in at 6lbs 8oz at 4.25am. He is my perfect little man and for the first week I couldn't quite believe that DH and I created him. I have been at home for almost 2 weeks and everything is going really well, I am feeding quite a lot like every 2.5 hours during the day and this draws out to every 3 hours of a night. Last night for example I fed at 8.00pm, 11.00pm, 2.00am, 5.00am, 8.00am and 10.00am so far. I am going to start trying to extend the gap in between his feeds during the day to at least 3 hours and see how he (and I) go.




So, labour wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I guess having a small baby helps a lot but when I went into labour at 10.30pm on Thursday night I wasn't quite sure what was happening because it was feeling quite similar to bracton hicks contractions. It wasnt until I went to the bathroom and had some significant leaking that I realised it was my waters starting to break and I was going into labour with mild contractions. DH and I called the hospital and they asked me to come in and get checked, I immediately started to shake uncontrolably which I figured was the adrenalin starting to pump - the same thing happened when I found out I was pregnant. After spending an hour in L&D being monitored they sent me back home and advised me to call them again the next morning with a progress report. When I got home the contractions started getting much stronger and so DH started to time them, they were 2 mins apart. I was a bit confused at this stage and thinking that I would be labouring like this all night but then I caved and got DH to call the hospital again, they asked us to come straight back in. When we arrived I was checked into a L&D room and checked for dilation - I was 5cm!!




DH and I were left on our own until my mum came. I spent a lot of time leaning on DH and kind of dancing around the room with him just to try and ease the intensity of each contraction, standing up was the best position for me and I didn't get on the bed until I was almost 10cm dilated. Just as I was ready for an epidural and midwife suggested I have a shot of morphine to take the edge off, this was great because I could still feel everything but it was not as intense. Finally I was ready to push and I only really remember the room being very quiet while I pushed for about an hour it was then that I was able to meet my darling son for the first time. He was put on my chest and wrapped in blankets and DH and I were left to take it all in - it was amazing and I have never been more in love in my life.