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Amelia Grace Sex: girl Born: 12 July, 2008 Age: 0 years & 86 days Birthday in: 279 days Starsign: Cancer Development: See the 2 months page. Biggest achievement so far: Making mummy happy again |
Birth details
Original due date: 4th July 2008
Type of delivery: Vaginal (with pain relief)
Duration of labor: 24.5 hours
Weight @ birth: 10lb 4.5oz
Amelia-Grace`s birthstory
Thursday 10th July:
Woke up at 6am because i thought i`d wet the bed. I jumped up quick all excited thinking my waters had leaked. I put in a pad and hoped it would continue to leak over the next few hours, but by 11.30am when the midwife came to do my stretch and sweep no more water had leaked out. I started questioning it thinking maybe it was that i`d wet myself and i got all depressed. To top it all off the midwife couldn`t perform the stretch and sweep because she said my cervix was closed and still really thick. So she booked me in for an induction for the 15th July. She left and i was devastated, i was already 6 days overdue and the thought of being pregnant for a further 5 days horrified me, i was totally done with being pregnant and just wanted my baby in my arms!! I began to accept the fact that this baby wasn`t going to come any sooner and just focused on getting to the 15th.
At 7.30pm i thought i`d wet myself again so rushed up to the toilet only to discover that i`d had my show!! I was so excited but again realised that i shouldn`t get my hopes up as i knew that you can have a show a week before delivery. I went to bed early just in case this was `it` but tossed and turned all night not being able to sleep.
Friday 11th July:
At 3.15am i felt something pop inside me, like an elastic band being snapped. I`d heard of women describing this feeling when their waters broke. But nothing happened. I led there confused, so decided to get up to see if anything would happnen. As soon as i stood up my waters gushed all over the floor. Finally this was it, i was definitely in labour. I ran to the bathroom; waters still trickling from me and i let it continue to trickle as i sat on the toliet. I must have woke my mum as she asked if i was ok. I went into her room and announced that my waters had gone. She jumped up quick full of excitement and asked if my contractions had started. They hadn`t but within about 15 minutes i felt my first one. They were how i imagined them to be, like a strong period pain with lots of pressure and tightness. They were 3 minutes apart and lasted about a minute. At first i just walked around a lot and breathed through them, but after an hour i was in a lot of pain and had to lie down. I knew this would slow the contractions down but i was so tired-after all, i`d been awake for 23 hours. I asked my mum to leave the room and i tried to just focus on getting through each contraction.
The pain got excruciating by 9am so my mum called the midwife and asked her to come round to check my progression. She arrived at 10am and i was only 2cm but fully effaced. She said the baby was posterior which is why it was taking so long. She advised me to go to hospital as there were another 3 women in labour who also wanted home births and she explained that i still had a long way to go. I was devastated, i really wanted a home birth. If i knew i only had a few more hours to go then i would have put up with the pain and stayed at home, but knowing i needed rest if i were to get through this i decided that a hosptial birth would be the best thing.
After a lot of thinking, i had decided that i wanted Rich to be at the birth, so i called him and he picked me up at about 10.10am and we rushed over to the hospital. My mum refused to come if he was going but i wanted him there for support. I was in too much pain to argue so we left without her. When we got to the hospital there wasn't anyone to see to us until 11.30am as it was too busy. Rich went to park up his car whilst I knelt down on the floor in the waiting room; holding onto a chair; breathing through each contraction (luckily no one else was in there). Finally a midwife gave us a room and passed me the gas and air. It was horrible, it made me feel stoned and did nothing for the pain so i stopped using it. They checked me at about 1pm and i was only 3cm; after 9 1/2 hours of contractions, so i decided to have an epidural as i was so tired and just wanted to sleep. By 2pm they came to do my epidural. At first she put it into a vein by mistake; i was screaming out in pain, so she quickly took it out and started again and it immediately took effect. At first i could still feel the peak of each contraction (which at this point were a minute and a half apart and lasting over a minute) but it was just like a strong period pain and i didn`t even have to breath through it. But after about 10 minutes i couldn`t feel a thing. It was great. I still had feeling in my legs but couldn`t stay mobile because i had to have monitors on me and the epidural drip.
At 4pm they checked me and i was at 6cm, finally-some progression! They said the`d check again in 4 hours and hopefully i`d be at 10cm (as on average you should dilate a cm an hour). At 6pm my mum called and said she would come over but wanted Rich to leave. After a horrible row between Rich and my mum, Rich decided that him leaving would be the best thing. I was devasted and cried for ages after he left, i was really hoping that if he'd witness the birth of his daughter, he'd some how realise what a mistake he'd made splitting up with me and maybe he'd decide to give things another go, now that dream was shattered as i led there in hospital by myself in labour! I called my dad to tell him what was happening and within about half an hour he arrived. He stayed with me until my mum arrived but when she did she started arguing with us. I was really upset so i told her to leave if she wasn't going to calm down and show me some support. She decided to leave, so it was back to just my dad and i.
They checked me again at 8pm and i was still 6cm!! The baby was in an awkward position and her head was stuck. They had to give me a drug to make the contractions stronger. If i hadn't reached 10cm in 4 hours time then i was told i would need an emergency c-section! I was devastated, this was so not how i'd hoped my labour to go! After a discussion with my dad, we decided to call my mum and ask her to come back, she needed to be there for the birth of her grandaughter, even if she hadn't agreed with my earlier decision to have Rich there. She had calmed down a lot and agreed to come back over, so my dad then went to pick her up.
Saturday 12th July:
They checked me again at 1am and i was finally 10cm. I was so relieved that i wouldn't have to have a c-section. But because i`d had an epidural they make you wait two hours before you can start pushing to allow the baby to decend into the birth canal a bit before hand. So my mum, dad and i tried to get a bit of sleep and at 3am i was allowed to start pushing. By this point my epidural had worn off but i decided not to have it topped up as i wanted to be able to feel when to push. So i started to push about 3 times with each contraction with my hands holding onto the back of my thighs. The paediatrician was called in because the baby`s heart stopped after each contraction and the midwife was concerned. She`d also passed meconium inside me which shows that she was in distress.
At about 3.30am they put my legs in stirrups and prepared for the paediatrician to use forceps to help get the baby out as quickly as possible. I was so worried that something was wrong with the baby that i gave it all i had and finally her head crowned. The paediatrician was happy enough to let me continue myself without the forceps as i was doing so well. I continued to push and at 3.45am my baby was born and placed straight on to my belly. I`ll never forget that moment. It brings tears to my eyes as i write this now. That first moment that i held my baby; her warm, soft, wet skin against mine; her eyes gazing up at me; it made all the pain i`d gone through in the final months of my pregnancy (with Rich leaving me) all go away. I was overwhelmed with joy, i finally had my baby. 8 days late and a 24 and a half hour labour. They quickly took her away to be checked over as they were concerned after he heart stopping and passing meconium but she was ok. WIth an apgar score of 8 at 1 minute and 9 at 5 minutes. They let me hold her again as they stitched me up. I had a second degree tear and some grazes. They then took her away to be weighed and to everyones surprise, she was a whopping 10lb 4.5oz!! My little chunk!! But she is absolutely gorgeous and i have called her Amelia Grace.
(After delivery i lost a lot of blood and had a high temperature so me and Amelia had to stay in hospital until 13th July.)
The midwives have since said that it all worked out for the best that i had a hospital birth because of the size of Amelia and the fact that i lost so much blood afterwards, so although it wasn't how i planned, it was still the happiest day of my life.
Since returning home i`ve unfortunately been suffering with a Uterus infection but i`ve been prescribed antibiotics to clear it up. Amelia however is a perfect baby, she never cries and only wakes me up once in the night. Rich has been to see her once but showed little interest and only stayed 5 minutes. Let him have fun with his 16 year old girlfriend and let me enjoy the rest of my life with my beautiful daughter. She makes life worth living and i wouldn`t change her for the world. My life starts now! :-)