On route to the hospital !!
Where to start? Well, I was 38 weeks and 2 days when I started getting period like pains every 2 minutes lasting a minute. But I was comfortable not in real agony just a light period pain, so carried on about my day waiting for things to progress or my waters break.
I couldn’t help wonder was this it
EARLY SIGNS OF LABOUR, OR WAS IT?
Was this the start of my labour? Will I meet my baby today? And I was then flooded with huge anxiety: what if my husband don’t make it back in time and I’m all alone?
Going on my three previous labours they were very quick. So I messaged my husband to warn him things might be happening. That evening things had not progressed they were exactly the same, so once my other kids were in bed I had a nice relaxing bubble bath thinking I might just need to relax…
Well, that night I lost more of my plug, felt sick and couldn’t stay off the toilet if you know what I mean. The following day I was still experiencing the contractions so my husband thought it would be wise that I went to get check over by a midwife at the hospital, so I phoned ahead and asked for their advice. On arrival my husband had to wait outside while I headed to Triage.
On arrival I was monitored on a fetal machine, I had my obs done every 20 minutes, I had to pee in a cup. And by the way when you’re almost full term it’s almost impossible to actually get any pee in the cup – I managed to catch a dribble.
After a few hours, the midwives were happy for me to go home and await for the contractions to get strong enough, or if my waters break to come back. On the Friday when I woke the pains had gone. I had an appointment with my midwife that day and after getting it written and approved by my consultant she performed a sweep. I was wishing and hoping it will help move things along.
That afternoon the pains were back for a few hours, but not strong so went and carried on with my day as usual.
Fast forward to Sunday the 13th February – I had a pregnancy reflexology hour session booked for 10am on Sunday after hearing a huge amount of positive experiences with reflexology sessions, and the benefits they have to help introduce labour. It was lush by the way and safe to have from 37 weeks.
Then at 13:40 I had my community midwife appointment again who checked us over once again, listened to the baby, checked our blood pressure and she performed a second sweep. And wow was she good; she was an older generation midwife and it felt like she was sweeping for ages. Once finished she said she could feel the top of the baby’s head and my tummy was contracting still, and she could feel my waters bulging when I was contracting.
Around an hour later once home the contractionswere back nice and strong and regular. I’m thinking this might actually be it this time, although I didn’t hold my breath. So I made sure I had a good meal which was spaghetti, I had a bath and the car was packed all ready, just in case
Around 6pm myself and Shane decided to set up my @babycaretens machine to give it a test out. It was simple to set up and use, I actually really enjoyed using the machine and made a huge difference to my pain – it really helped. After setting up my Tens machine and relaxing on my birthing ball I was still very comfortable with being at home and managing with the tens machine. I was able to talk still without the need to pause, or breathe through the contractions.
My husband suggested that my mother –in-law came to sleep at our house that night in case I needed to head out quickly. She arrived around 20:45m. Still happy on my ball with some nice relaxing music and gentle breathing my husband recommended we head to the hospital to be checked, as I have a high pain threshold. After speaking to the midwife they wanted to check us over so I headed to the loo to do a quick wee before jumping in the car, which is a must to survive a 25 minute car journey!
Once I stood up from my birthing ball I felt a lot of pressure downstairs, as I walked to the loo I had a contraction. I paused in moving as the contraction was really painful and my waters went as I was on route to the loo around 21.05. My mother-in-law assisted me to change as the pain suddenly got quite real and I was struggling.
I actually felt like I couldn’t move from the loo.
My husband was rushing me to get in the car, which he placed a black bag on the seat along with a towel. After the contraction I ran to the car or quickly waddled and once in he called ahead to the hospital to let them know we was heading in, and going on my previous labours can someone have a room ready and meet us at the door.
BIRTHING MY BABY ON MY OWN IN THE CAR!
I’ll let you in on a secret…
About five minutes into our journey once on the motorway I suddenly regretted leaving the house. The pain was so intense breathing and relaxing was now left at home and not working, but I didn’t want my husband to panic while driving. Plus, all the kids were awake at home so didn’t want to birth at home.
I honestly thought I had time to get to hospital!
12 minutes into our 25 minute journey to the hospital I felt the urge to push, so I told my husband and he immediately rang the hospital again. The midwife told us to pull over and they would get an ambulance to our location. I was to breathe and not push, which I was trying but all I could think about is pushing.
For anyone who has birthed a baby the feeling you get it’s impossible to not push. It’s like the sugar on the lips from a doughnut and not licking any off until you finish your doughnut.
While my husband was pulling off the motorway and trying to find somewhere safe to stop in torrential downpour and high winds, I was trying to pull my trousers down to feel downstairs as it felt like I was on fire.
I could feel her head almost out!
I thought there’s nothing to it I had to push her out, so I blurted out: I gotta push as she’s almost out! So, I continued and before I knew it I had given birth all on my own as I lifted her tiny body up and placed her under my top to keep warm, and I felt a huge relief that she was finally here safe.
My poor husband pulled into a BP Garage where there was light and before I knew it he was running around outside saying: she just had a baby in the car!The midwife was on the phone the whole time.
After a huge relief of her arrival the midwife was asking questions while they were trying to arrange for an ambulance, but they couldn’t get one to us. After they heard her cry and that she was happy and ok they asked my husband to continue driving to the hospital. Once we arrived ten minutes later our car was flooded with midwives trying to get us out the car, which was fine. I plonked my bare butt onto the wheelchair after showing the world my bum.
I was covered over and ran in to the hospital at that point it was a slight daze – I don’t really remember the journey from the front of the hospital to my room. Once in the birthing room I jumped on the bed was stripped off my clothes and told to lay down while we were checked over quickly.
The pain was back ready for my placenta to start making its merry way out still attached to baby girl – I got my wish of delayed cord clamping. I birthed the placenta while still attached to the baby and I didn’t need the injection to help the placenta as it had been more than ten minutes.
I had a hands off birth which was written in my birthing plan. When I wrote my birth plan and discussed it with my midwife I wasn’t actually wanting to birth on my own but hey I did it! And I’m so proud of myself.