Alexander Thomas 30/07/09
Alex was a hard pregnancy. I had gall stones and the related attacks all throughout the pregnancy and had a very limited diet as a result. I spent a lot of time in hot baths as I would vomit up panadol if I was having a gall stone attack and the heat was the only thing that would ease the pain. I was a patient of two hospitals; one for the pregnancy, the other for the gall stones and they didn't really communicate. I was offered an opportunity to have the baby birthed at 32 then 36 weeks, but I figured that I should let him cook as long as possible and have my gb out as soon as he was born...
4 days overdue, I rang the hospital and nicely demanded an induction. After stating my case (I had had 3 attacks that week), the midwife agreed and I went in that evening to be induced. At 7pm, we arrived, I was checked and the midwife said that my labour had begun naturally so go home and get some sleep... Awesome... I was in labour and it didn't even hurt! So, we went home...
At 4am, we drove back to hospital- this was it! Sam stopped at the servo for a coffee- he was very tired... I was convinced that this baby was gonna be born like any minute so I was freaking just a bit... Got to hospital, got checked, 4cm... What?!? Are you sure? Yes, 4 measly cm! I was a little gutted, I thought that I was done...
I was told that at 8am, someone would be in to break my waters. Until then, I just focused on trying to handle the contractions as well as I could, while Sam read a book on his phone and coached me through... At about 8:10 (the ob was running late) my waters broke on their own- I heard a pop then whoosh... The midwife came in and said 'Good, now just be mindful that things are about to get more painful'. What? Is that even possible? How in the world did mum do this seven times- I think I may just die on my first attempt... At that point, I had a pethadine injection... To be continued
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