I had to be induced at 38 weeks and 1 day, the little baby (we didn’t know if it was a she or a he in there) was playing havoc with my right kidney (I was hospitalised twice with a kidney infection 😩 naughty baby!). Half of me was pretty gutted about being induced, I loved the thought of not knowing when the baby could be here and was so looking forward to the moment my waters broke and I knew the baby was on the way. The other half of me was more than excited, I knew when I was having this baby and it was soon!! We was due into the ward at 8 in the morning, on Monday the 15th of September, only after the baby had blessed me with one last morning of sickness of course. Me and Sean waited anxiously for what felt like ages outside the wards doors with our little suitcase and with two other couples, one was being induced, the other was up there to have her baby checked. When we were in, I had to take my last wee in a tube (YAY!!) and sit in the waiting room. The other couple were called in straight away. Me and Sean on the other hand waited in there for what actually was AGES! I think we read every single piece of material there was to be read! I remember, my nan text me wishing me luck and told me not to scream (I’m proud to say I didn’t) and use all my energy on getting the baby out. Not long after that text we heard a woman scream, and I mean scream!!! Me and Sean just looked at each other in horror, our faces must of been a picture. When we were finally seen too, I was shown a bed, had everything explained to me, was examined and had a pessary put inside me. We we’re told we was going to have a baby by Tuesday or Wednesday. My heart was set on the Tuesday!! We had to wait six hours for the pessary to work so we were left to occupy ourselves. I think we mostly just chatted and scrolled on our phones, this bits a bit fuzzy in my head :-(. After the six hours were up the same midwife came and re examined me and NOTHING :-(! So I had another pessary inside me and had to wait 24 hours for this one to work! Again we just chatted mostly but by the evening I could feel some tummy cramps, I have never been more excited to feel cramps!! We went for a walk around the hospital and I sat in Costa whilst Sean hunted for a machine to top the hospital tv card up with! He was gone a while because they was all out of order and by this point I had to silently breath my self through the pain. This little old lady got chatting to me and could see I was pained so came and sat next to me and tried her hardest to take my mind off it! She could talk for England but was so sweet!! I met her son too and the baby made it’s first two new friends :-). Sean eventually came back and I said goodbye to them both and they wished me luck. Me and Sean had to wait outside for Sean’s mum because the whole day Sean had been searching everywhere for a tens machine for when I was in labour and he couldn’t find not one. So he’d asked his mum to drive to tesco and see if she could get him one, there was a reason why he couldn’t get one and she could but again this parts fuzzy in my head. Anyway, she met us outside WITHOUT a tens machine 😩 (I eventually did get a tens machine, I only used it in the early stage of my labour, it was actually kind of uncomfortable, I didn’t really know how to use it properly though and didn’t understand how to breathe with it, so gave up and sticked to the good old gas and air.) She instead gave us a few old towels and magazines and some words of encouragement for me. By this time my pain was uncontrollable! It felt like someone had lit a raging fire in my belly. As we were waiting for Sean’s mum I was begging him to take me up to the room, and he was adamant we had to wait for her, I’m the freezing cold, whilst I was in labour!!!!!!! I was crying and getting more and more agitated with him. When Sean’s mum finally arrived she talked for what felt like a year. They were sweet words and she was so lovely driving all that way for us but I just wanted to go back up to my room and go to sleep! When we got back to the room my best friend, Sophie and her mum had managed to talk there way in and sneak me a lemonade from Costa (my favourite). I was sat bouncing on the birthing ball trying to manage my pain without drugs and I was being so clipped and short with Sophie and her mum. I just couldn’t talk through the pain. I feel really bad for how I was with them but I guess they understood. Especially Gloria lol. After they left, about 9pm I think it was, Sean got me a nurse and I begged her for some pethidine. It makes me really sick but I loved that floaty barely there feeling it gives you. It took the pain away and sent me off to sleep at last. Sean was allowed to stay the night but he had to sign an agreement that said he was only there for me and wasn’t meant to sleep??? I didn’t really get it, it was a new thing the ward had bought in, I was just happy it meant he could stay overnight with me. I slept like the dead until Sean woke me up at half one in the morning climbing into my hospital bed, that was obviously a single!!!!!!! He actually really annoyed me so I just told him to go home and get a good night sleep, I felt a bit sorry for him, he had been sleeping on a hard chair after all lol. I can’t really remember what time I got up the next morning, I think it was about half eight, Sean came back and I showered and we watched tv most of the morning. My 24 hours had been up, so the midwife came and examined me again and….I was only ONE CENTIMETRE DILATED… After all that pain haha!! My midwife was actually quite impressed though because when she checked my uterus/womb (??) lining the day before she said it was really hostile and didn’t expect much, so that was a bit comforting at least. She advised us to take lots of walks round the hospital so that’s exactly what we did. Sean again, went to top up the tv card and I bumped into someone I knew so got chatting. As I said though, pethidine makes me sooooo sick and midway through our conversation I apologised and had to excuse myself to go RUNNING to the toilet to be sick! After id cleaned myself up, had a cup of tea (hospital cup of teas are the best!!) and gotten changed, me and Sean took a walk to the near by Tesco and got loads of snacks. We then sat on a bench and chatted and played silly games. That’s one of my favourite memories of my labour. It was the last sweet little moment that me and Sean had together, it was a really pretty sunny day too. I thought it would be a perfect day for the baby to arrive… But no!! The rest of the day was pretty much uneventful, we took loads of walks around the hospital and I sent Sean for loads of trips to the tea maker lol. About 9pm, we was squashed on my bed watching the Liverpool game together when I felt a bit funny. I sat myself up and water just gushed out of me! I was so surprised because i had been painless all day!! Sean laughs at this memory because i apparently shot up with a look of horror on my face and said ‘omg, something’s coming out of me’! Haha ewww gross. Sean went running to a midwife and I went to the toilet to clean myself up, I was in there for ages because I couldn’t believe the amount of water that was coming out of me!!!!! The midwife gave me these massive pads and I changed and had to sit on a towel for ages lol. There was talk about taking me to a delivery room and helping me along but they wanted to see if I could progress overnight by myself. That night was kind of fuzzy too. I think I just slept and Sean went home again. I woke up in the morning to who would be my first delivery midwife, her name was Susanne, nudging me awake. She told me to pack up all my stuff because… I was going to delivery!!!!! I was having a baby that day!!! I was checked and had only progressed point 5 of a centimetre in all that time lol. Really?? I called Sean and told him to come in right away!! He met me in the delivery suite and they hooked me up to a hormone drip and wow is that stuff magic!!!!!!! My contractions were coming fast and strong! I asked for some more pethidine almost straight away I think and again, it made me quite sick but at least I was away in my own little world haha. I can’t remember when I got to however many centimetres dilated but my active labour only lasted 3 hours and 56 minutes in the end, a fast labour for a first timer apparently. I hadn’t really eaten much of my breakfast so my midwife went and got me some food, it was a cold chicken and pasta salad, cold pasta is my nightmare but I was so hungry I ate it all!! Sean fed it to me while I say on the edge of the bed with my eyes closed completely out of it. All I remember is being STARVING. I was surprised I could even think about being hungry whilst being in all that pain, but apparently my tummy won out lol. I remember all my pregnancy books drummed into me to stay hydrated and keep my lips moist with lip seal. I took that so seriously and requested my water bottle and lip seal every 2 minutes. I didn’t get dry lips or a dry mouth once though haha. By this point I was really out of it on gas and air, Sean says I mostly just stayed sat on the very edge of the bed with my eyes closed breathing through it all lol. Everyone joked that he would faint whilst I was on labour and wouldn’t be able to handle it (he gets a bit woozy if I cut my finger lol) I was actually quite worried about having him as my birthing partner because I knew I needed someone who would get really stuck in, and… He did just that!! I was so surprised!! In the thick of my pain he would talk me down a set of stairs, with each stair I passed down my pain would ease up a little bit and at the bottom of the stairs would be a bath of warm water I would climb into and it would make my pain completely melt away. It really worked, every time he finished about the bath my contraction would tail off! He was amazing! Even the midwife said it!!! At one point he changed it to walked up the stairs and I started getting a bit hysterical because it wasn’t working as well, I heard the midwife whisper to him that most women in labour likes to stick with one technique so he carried on talking me into the tub haha. So sweet!! At some point My midwives swapped over as Susanne had finished her shift, I started crying when she told me she had to go, she told me if I could hold on till next Monday she’d be back haha!! There was no need to cry because my next midwife was just as amazing, her name was Jemma. And she brought Miles into the world. I feel like I got really lucky having two amazing midwives because I had read some real horror story’s about neglectful midwives! She mentioned to me that I hadn’t wee’d in ages despite all the water I was drinking and threatened me with a catheter. I told her I needed to try first but unfortunately ended up having the catheter fitted 😩!! I started to feel really funny and kept pacing back and forth to the toilet not really knowing what to do with myself because I needed the toilet but couldn’t go to the toilet, that’s when my midwife told me… You don’t need the toilet, you need to have a baby!!!! So onto the bed I got, I kneeled, using the back of the bed as my support and had my hands wrapped around Sean’s arms. Sean said at the worst of my pushing my fingers turned a bluey black because I was clinging onto him so hard!! Apparently, when the midwife told me to get my knickers off I point blank refused and got really hysterical when she insisted. I don’t remember any of this lol. Obviously I eventually got my knickers off and Miles was on his way! I remember asking, through gritted teeth, for an epidural, but the midwife told me it was too late! I’m really glad it was too late because I actually really didn’t want one, I hate the thought of not being able to feel the whole lower half of my body! I just put all my focus and energy into pushing, the only other words I spoke was when I asked how much longer it would take him to arrive. I must of asked every five minutes, having a set time to focus on really helped me concentrate on pushing. The first midwife told me I was going to have a little baldy when she examined me and I was gutted haha!! So when the second midwife told me she could see his head, the first thing I asked was has he got hair… Haha priorities!! His shoulders appeared and he just thought he would hang out there for a little while. The midwife said he was wiggling about having a look around, she asked Sean if he would like to come look but he was under strict instructions to stay by my head haha! I gave one last big exhausting push and all 7 pounds and 10 ounces of my little baby BOY entered the world at 5:40pm on Wednesday the 17th of September, 10 days before his due date and 4 days before his mummy’s birthday!! What a gift!! Sean got the first glimpse of him as I had my back turned and he was streaming! I’ve never seen him cry like that!! He told me through tears the sex and that’s when I turned around and saw the face id been dreaming of for all this time. Boy, my dreams did his little face no justice!! I’m ashamed to say that I didn’t cry, not because I wasn’t happy but because I was TOO happy, I was exhausted from a three day labour, I was shocked that my body had just birthed this little human with a FULL HEAD of black glossy hair, and I was just in pure awe. I can assure you though, we was left alone for the night on the ward to get some rest, just me and my baby and all I did was look at him and cry, I barely slept! I had never felt exhaustion like that but I didn’t WANT to sleep. How could I close my eyes on a face so beautiful! I still do that to this day, just stare at his sleepy face and cry a little. He’s magic. That first night, just me and him, will always be so so close to my heart, I could live it over and over again and never get bored. Welcome to the world Miles Gary Davies, you are so loved.
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