D Day + 1 – The story so far
Blimey. What a few days!
Last thing I wrote (but didn’t publish at the time) was this which took us up to 8.30 on Tuesday night. In talking to many people I forgot that most of you didn’t know about the home birth being off, so a bit of confusion crept in. I’m on orders to go to bed, so in as long as it takes the washing to do, I’ll quickly run through the rest of the events (as I remember them).
So Tuesday evening the hospital basically said not to bother going in, as things still weren’t regular. We could go to the day assessment unit in the morning, or go in if things got too much, which they did by 5am Weds morning. Contractions were getting more intense and coming about every 3 mins, so we packed our bags into the car and set off.
By the time we got there things had quietened down a bit, and at the examination it turns out we were only 2cm, and the midwife said the waters were intact (we later found out that it’s likely the hindwaters had broken, leaving the front ones intact) so we were sent down to the ward to ‘await events’. All day Weds they were coming (uterine tightenings, the midwives called them, although I thought that was what a bloody contraction was), but not regularly enough to warrent another check. All day Thursday likewise. By Friday morning the doctors came round, confirmed Sionedwyn’s waters had broken by now, and agreed that contractions still were not regular enough for this to be established labour, and if nothing had happened by the morning, then she’d be induced.
All of this time, all she’d had for the pain was cocodimol and her Tens machine. She hadn’t slept properly since Monday night. I cannot explain how amazed I am at what she did, or how proud of her I am!
By 4 o’clock (ish) a new midwife arrived, who said that she’d come back and check around 8pm. 5pm things got too much and a different midwife came, did an examination, and announced that we had to go upstairs now, and Sions was actually 8cms. 8cms. On a Tens machine. That may mean nothing to you (it wouldn’t have to me until very recently), but that’s pretty damn impressive.
By 6pm we were upstairs with the midwife from 4pm (Amy, who along with half of the rest of the maternity wards that day, came from Amanford!) who was absolutly fab. 1 hour 22 minutes later, Curig arrived, safe, well, and gorgeous!
Since then he’s had his first bath, met his Mamgu a Tadcu, Wncwl Owain, Anti Cerys, and Deio, been photographed over 130 times (I got carried away with the new camera!) and passed all his obs. As soon as he gets this breastfeeding thing sussed (and he’s getting there) then they’ll be home. Everything crossed, that should be some time tomorrow.
Washing’s done. I’m off to bed. I suspect some errors have crept into this report. I may correct them another day. But then again, I may not…
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