Written 7th May 2011
Just me and my nutty son at home today, his sisters off at Alton Towers for the day with the school, 400 pupils – Teachers Nightmare I suspect. Just got in from getting his birthday cake as its his birthday tomorrow. Presents all wrapped and in hiding I have been remembering this weekend 8 years ago being fingered, prodded and poked all for the sake of getting the expected 11lb-der out.
My planned water birth was thrown out the window as the consultant warned me of the pending complication of shoulder dystocia. The Prostin Gels didnt work even after the extra dose, not a twinge was felt. He wasnt ready to come out thank you very much!!
That was until the oncall consultant appeared with the threat of casearian section if nothing happened in the next 4 hours, and said he wanted to examine me. I took one look at his hands and declined. My midwife did the honours, and struggled to break my waters, I was barely 1 cm dilated. She started the Syntocinon infusion and within no time at all the contractions started, and never let up. My friend Entonox stayed with me all the time from that very moment, how I loved you my woozey headed friend. But this wasnt right, I wasnt getting a break, the bastards just kept coming and coming. Hubbi went off for a fag and a cuppa, the Midwife went off to do her notes and suddenly I had the urge to push, and was pushing and had no control over it, but with my legs crossed due to the fear of the pending 11lb-der.. I couldnt reach the buzzer due to the insulin infusion in one hand and fluids in the other and monitor strapping me to the bed to monitor my baby elephant.
Ok, I am panicking now.. I am having this baby on my own when suddenly the door opens and my Midwife walks back in – ‘Mitzi, are you pushing???’
I couldnt get my words out, just nodded my head.
She asked if she could have a look, but I could not uncross my legs, all I remember was her shouting ‘OPEN YOUR LEGS MITZI I THINK YOUR BABIES COMING’ as she rushed to get a glove on, the emergency buzzer goes off, there’s other Midwives in as back up, delivery packs are flying open, my legs opened and with one gloved hand she supported his head, then body as he shot out she caught him just as his dad walked back into the room!!
From crotch to chest, there he was in skin-to-skin, I took one look and fell in love, nobody can prepare you for that moment when you first hold them in your arms. Resting on my breasts looking at me, eyes wide open with a wtf look on his face, not dissimilar to the look I get when I say get up its time to get ready for school haha. He cried for like a second, and just looked at me like hey I know you :-).
The hardest 3 hours work av ever done, I escaped the caesarian section but split my difference good and proper instead, never been the same since in that department, but ya cant have it all can ya – I am blessed with a lovingly adorable son who was not the 11lb-der they expected but 8lb 14, I could of spent 3 more weeks at home with my feet up waiting for him to come when HE was ready lol.
It was lovely t see the same Midwives that I had met 5 years before when I had my daughter, and I am to this day greatful for their help and support.
The gift of life is a truely magical thing, the luck of being blessed with babies when many women struggle to concieve I never take for granted. There are moments when betwen the two of them they make me want to run for the hills when they have more attitude than I do, but… I would be lost without them