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Right, my labour story....

===Wednesday 4th August 2010===
I was taken into Hospital on Wednesday for induction, arrived at the hospital at 8am was checked in and given the slow release Pessary (Proress) at about 8.30am. I had observations done and we were fine and were then monitored every hour through the day.

At about 9pm, on one of my many trips to the loo the Pessary came out and because it was a slow release they couldn’t put another in because they didn’t know how much had been absorbed so I was told that I would be started off again on the Thursday morning. I was having lots of backache and some contractions, but nothing significant to think I was in labour.

Chris went home at about 10pm and I had a nice bath and tried to get some sleep.

===Thursday 5th August 2010===
I was up at 6am had another bath and waited for the day to begin.

The Midwife came in at 8am to let me know that things wouldn’t be happening that morning, the labour ward was packed with labouring women and they had 2 elective sections (one lady waiting to be induced was sent home and given another day).

At 5pm we were told that NOTHING would be happening at all that day but we would be priority on the Friday morning and they would put a drip in and get things moving, I was really upset because I felt that everything that had been done on Wednesday was a waste of time.

Got a Doctors pass and went out with Chris for my tea (that was nice). At 8pm (nightshift came on) I was told that they wouldn’t use the drip because it is too harsh when I’m not in proper labour and could cause problems and that I would be given a Prostaglandin tablet instead.

After a very long day we just had to accept that tomorrow was another day and hope that nothing urgent came in and stopped us from getting started so we could meet our precious baby.

Very little sleep and lots of tea, ohh yes and more baths (anything to pass the time).

===Friday 6th August 2010===
The Midwife came in at about 8am and did her examination and put baby on the monitor to do a trace before administering tablet, baby quite sleepy so had to have a glass of cold water and move onto left side to get him/her moving which he/she did, all was fine baby active again.

The tablet was inserted at 8.30am and again on continuous monitoring. The midwife was in and out the room, but I was watching the monitor because baby was jumping about and knocking the CTG off.

I got concerned when the heartbeat was going down to 64/62 beats and not coming back up again but wasn’t sure if it was because he/she was moving around so much (this had happened many times before) but pressed the buzzer (8.58am) anyway.

All I can say and remember is that total mayhem erupted, the emergency button was being pressed and Drs, Consultants and Midwives were running around everywhere and needles and masks were being stuck into and on me.

I was panicking and crying because I didn’t know what was going on except I was being taken to theatre straight away and all I wanted was Chris. At 9.10am someone went to phone him as I was being hurled towards theatre - there were people everywhere.

I knew this must be bad because I wasn’t being told anything at all apart from move an arm here or breathe deeply, I remember the consultant rubbing my cheek saying “Right, that’s us ready to put you to sleep.” My reply was “please don’t let my baby die” and I could see in his face he wasn’t promising anything.

The next thing I knew was being wheeled into recovery and being told you have a wee girl and Chris walking towards me crying and smiling, carrying a tiny bundle. I knew at that point she was fine.

To cut a very long story (am sure you are all bored by now) Meredith Emma was born at 9.26am on the 6th August 2010, weighing 6lb exactly, she is beautiful (I know I am biased) very petite and very healthy, she passed all her tests so I was very pleased.

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I hope that hasn’t been too traumatic for anyone, but really it all happened so quickly and I know other couples that have been through far worse than us. At the end of the day we got our healthy baby who didn’t need any assistance after birth and for that I am thankful.

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	I hope that hasn’t been too traumatic for anyone, but really it all happened so quickly and I know other couples that have been through far worse than us. At the end of the day we got our healthy baby who didn’t need any assistance after birth and for that I am thankful.		I hope that hasn’t been too traumatic for anyone, but really it all happened so quickly and I know other couples that have been through far worse than us. At the end of the day we got our healthy baby who didn’t need any assistance after birth and for that I am thankful.
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 At 5pm we were told that NOTHING would be happening at all that day but we would be priority on the Friday morning and they would put a drip in and get things moving, I was really upset because I felt that everything that had been done on Wednesday was a waste of time.
-Got a Doctors pass and went out with Chris for my tea (that was nice).  At 8pm (nightshift came on) I was told that they wouldn’t use the drip because it is too harsh when I’m not in proper labour and could cause problems and that I would be given a Prostaglandin tablet instead.
+Got a Doctors pass and went out with Chris for my tea (that was nice).  At 8pm (nightshift came on) I was told that they wouldn’t use the drip because it is too harsh when I’m not in proper labour and could cause problems and that I would be given a Prostaglandin tablet instead. After a very long day we just had to accept that tomorrow was another day and hope that nothing urgent came in and stopped us from getting started so we could meet our precious baby. Very little sleep and lots of tea, ohh yes and more baths (anything to pass the time).
 ===Friday 6th August 2010===
-The Midwife came in at about 8am and did her examination and put baby on the monitor to do a trace before administering tablet, baby quite sleepy so had to have a glass of cold water and move onto left side to get him/her moving which he/she did, all was fine baby active again.
+The Midwife came in at about 8am and did her examination and put baby on the monitor to do a trace before administering tablet, baby quite sleepy so had to have a glass of cold water and move onto left side to get him/her moving which he/she did, all was fine baby active again.  The tablet was inserted at 8.30am and again on continuous monitoring.  The midwife was in and out the room, but I was watching the monitor because baby was jumping about and knocking the CTG off.
-I was panicking and crying because I didn’t know what was going on except I was being taken to theatre straight away and all I wanted was Chris.   At 9.10am someone went to phone him as I was being hurled towards theatre - there were people everywhere.
+I got concerned when the heartbeat was going down to 64/62 beats and not coming back up again but wasn’t sure if it was because he/she was moving around so much (this had happened many times before) but pressed the buzzer (8.58am) anyway.  All I can say and remember is that total mayhem erupted, the emergency button was being pressed and Drs, Consultants and Midwives were running around everywhere and needles and masks were being stuck into and on me.
-I knew this must be bad because I wasn’t being told anything at all apart from move an arm here or breathe deeply, I remember the consultant rubbing my cheek saying “Right, that’s us ready to put you to sleep.”  My reply was  “please don’t let my baby die” and I could see in his face he wasn’t promising anything.
+I was panicking and crying because I didn’t know what was going on except I was being taken to theatre straight away and all I wanted was Chris.   At 9.10am someone went to phone him as I was being hurled towards theatre - there were people everywhere.  I knew this must be bad because I wasn’t being told anything at all apart from move an arm here or breathe deeply, I remember the consultant rubbing my cheek saying “Right, that’s us ready to put you to sleep.”  My reply was  “please don’t let my baby die” and I could see in his face he wasn’t promising anything.
 The next thing I knew was being wheeled into recovery and being told you have a wee girl and Chris walking towards me crying and smiling, carrying a tiny bundle.  I knew at that point she was fine.