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I had been niggling and fiddling with pre labour for about a week, but baby was still not engaged and she was presenting in a very posterior position. So I was very pleased to hear the Ob tell me at my hospital appointment on Thursday 10th November (3 days overdue) that baby was engaged and nearly anterior. With a stretch and sweep he sent me on my way with an induction date of the 17th November unless I laboured beforehand.
I woke up on Friday 11th November (forgetting it was Remembrance Day) at 6am and pretty soon after waking contractions started again at 10 minutes apart. By about 10.30 am they were down to 7 - 8 minutes apart but weren't very intense and were easy to breathe through. My husband Paul is in the Army and was in the middle of a minutes silence for Remembrance Day when he received my SMS letting him know that I thought I might be onto something, but not to rush home - 500 Army personnel turned and started as his phone trilled away with my news!
As the evening wore on I had locked myself away from the rest of the house to avoid "outside distractions" and I jumped into bed at around 8.30pm, turned on my Ipod and relaxed as contractions spaced right out to 15 - 20 minutes apart. At 10pm Paul came to bed and by 10.20 my contractions had intensified and it wasn't comfortable to lie in bed anymore. I got up and jumped in the shower and before long contractions were coming in every 2 - 3 minutes and I was having to concentrate and breath through each one. At 11pm I woke Paul up and asked him to contact my midwife Liz and tell her that it was time to come. Liz arrived at around 11.30 and after assessing me for 10 minutes suggested it might be better to make our way to the hospital sooner rather than later. By the time we left at midnight I knew (hoped??) I was nearing transition and contractions were starting to become quite painful and were 2 minutes apart.
My waters were still intact and I was starting to feel the need to poo, Liz suggested that changing positions might help baby move that last bit and with that I moved over onto all 4's over the birthing ball. With the next contraction I felt my waters pop (all over Paul's feet) and I started to push involuntarily. A few good contractions and pushes later Sharon said I was getting close to crowing and baby was on her way around the bend and with the next contraction she wanted me to stop big pushing and start little grunting pushes. I reached around and could feel baby's head start to crown and with the next contraction "breathed" so I could stretch and avoid tearing. Eva's head was born and I moved into a kneeling position so I could birth Eva's body myself. Sharon delivered the shoulder for me, then I delivered Eva the rest of the way, which felt amazing and very empowering. I sat for a while on the birth ball, Paul and I both marvelling at our new daughter and listening to her very hearty cries and waited until I delivered the placenta (which landed on the hospital midwife's feet!). Paul took Eva while I cleaned up in the shower and then jumped into bed for our first feed.
Eva and Mummy left hospital to go home with Daddy and big sister Grace at 9.00am that same morning. I feel very empowered and privileged to have been able to delivery Eva myself and quite surprised at where I delivered, nowhere in my birthplan did it say I wanted to birth on all 4's over a birth ball in the shower, but a brilliant experience all the same. |
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