I started 'spotting' (bleeding) on Wednesday morning. I called my gynae who wanted me to be admitted to hospital so that they could check. She found nothing wrong EXCEPT that I was showing mild contractions already so I was discharged on Thursday. Sr Anke, my nurse educator also came to check as my gynae wanted my endo there when I went into labor as she was not used to dealing with diabetics on an insulin pump.
So the day would finally be arriving! Hello nervousness, anxiety and EXCITEMENT :)
So after supper on Friday evening, my husband and I went out for supper, I felt slight cramps. I actually didn't really know that I was in labor because my water never broke and it sure as heck didn't look like what it did on TV! So I thought, Braxton Higgs - WRONG!
Friday night the pains got more intense but my husband slept through a lot of my contractions. I actually ended up pinching him awake. He did call the hospital though to find out if they could prescribe me anything for pain but they said that I could be in labor and that I should come in. At that point I didn't want to be a big baby and go in for nothing but shucks it was getting more and more painful as time progressed.
On Saturday morning I was almost crying with the pain. A builder was coming to complete the wall but I literally stood across the road and told my husband to take me to hospital 'NOW!'. Forget the darn builder!! When I got to hospital I was still bleeding and they were going to check to see if I was dilated. Hello PAIN! I'm sure that not all woman experience pain then but shucks I could have passed up that experience. I heard the nurse tell they gynae on duty that I was in pain but this was probably just due to me being very anxious and afraid - oh hell YES!
When she could eventually finish the examination I was 3cm dilated. Then the question 'would I like an epidural?'. Did they even have to ask me that - Of course! BUT all the anaesthetist were busy so they gave me an epidural injection while I waited. Thank goodness for Dr. Lee who came to administer the epidural and did such a great job that it was less painful than my drip.
My gynae came in at noon and after another exam told that it would be another 6 hours. Yes, 6 hours! My epidural worked so well that I felt absolutely nothing but I could still feel my feet (my friend couldn't feel hers). However, it seemed to work too well so it got turned off and I got oxytocine to make my contractions stronger because I needed to push harder. I really didn't know that pushing on demand like I was constipated would be so tough lol I reduced my basal insulin so that I wouldn't complicate the process by going hypo.
I had to stop pushing because the umbilical cord was around our daughters neck. I heard that she had lots of hair (not unexpected :) but her heart beat and my temperature were rising. My gynae thought that I could push her out but gave me some help via suction when this happed. At 19:09 our beautiful daughter was born :D
I got to hold her while my husband did the iqaama and athaan (religious - call to prayer) in her ears. Then I got to nurse her as well. She latched on nicely and the family was outside waiting to see her but I was busy puking my guts out (downside of epidural). Hence the first pic they saw were of her tiny feet :)
They eventually got to see her when my husband took her out to get tested for diabetes and all the other checks. I was told that she was fine and had an APGAR score of 9, also normal blood glucose levels :)
So the day would finally be arriving! Hello nervousness, anxiety and EXCITEMENT :)
So after supper on Friday evening, my husband and I went out for supper, I felt slight cramps. I actually didn't really know that I was in labor because my water never broke and it sure as heck didn't look like what it did on TV! So I thought, Braxton Higgs - WRONG!
Friday night the pains got more intense but my husband slept through a lot of my contractions. I actually ended up pinching him awake. He did call the hospital though to find out if they could prescribe me anything for pain but they said that I could be in labor and that I should come in. At that point I didn't want to be a big baby and go in for nothing but shucks it was getting more and more painful as time progressed.
On Saturday morning I was almost crying with the pain. A builder was coming to complete the wall but I literally stood across the road and told my husband to take me to hospital 'NOW!'. Forget the darn builder!! When I got to hospital I was still bleeding and they were going to check to see if I was dilated. Hello PAIN! I'm sure that not all woman experience pain then but shucks I could have passed up that experience. I heard the nurse tell they gynae on duty that I was in pain but this was probably just due to me being very anxious and afraid - oh hell YES!
When she could eventually finish the examination I was 3cm dilated. Then the question 'would I like an epidural?'. Did they even have to ask me that - Of course! BUT all the anaesthetist were busy so they gave me an epidural injection while I waited. Thank goodness for Dr. Lee who came to administer the epidural and did such a great job that it was less painful than my drip.
My gynae came in at noon and after another exam told that it would be another 6 hours. Yes, 6 hours! My epidural worked so well that I felt absolutely nothing but I could still feel my feet (my friend couldn't feel hers). However, it seemed to work too well so it got turned off and I got oxytocine to make my contractions stronger because I needed to push harder. I really didn't know that pushing on demand like I was constipated would be so tough lol I reduced my basal insulin so that I wouldn't complicate the process by going hypo.
I had to stop pushing because the umbilical cord was around our daughters neck. I heard that she had lots of hair (not unexpected :) but her heart beat and my temperature were rising. My gynae thought that I could push her out but gave me some help via suction when this happed. At 19:09 our beautiful daughter was born :D
I got to hold her while my husband did the iqaama and athaan (religious - call to prayer) in her ears. Then I got to nurse her as well. She latched on nicely and the family was outside waiting to see her but I was busy puking my guts out (downside of epidural). Hence the first pic they saw were of her tiny feet :)
They eventually got to see her when my husband took her out to get tested for diabetes and all the other checks. I was told that she was fine and had an APGAR score of 9, also normal blood glucose levels :)
HELLO MOTHERHOOD :)