Every parent has a dynamic birth experience to share. What is yours? Bronwen is sharing the experience of birthing her first child in this blog post.
I was in huge shock when I found out that I was pregnant mostly because I had been told only six months before, whilst having surgery for Endometriosis, that it would be really difficult for me to ever have children. My pregnancy was awful. I had pre-natal depression and Hyperemesis Gravidarum (HG). HG is severe nausea and vomiting during pregnancy. I would throw up twenty times a day every single day that I was pregnant, it was unbearable! To put it lightly, I hated pregnancy and was desperate for labour and to give birth to my baby.
Because I was so shocked when I found out that I was pregnant and realised I knew very little about pregnancy, birth, babies and everything in between, I read as much as I could get my hands on. I also planned as much as I could. I had a really long and detailed birth plan which included my ideal birth, a calm atmosphere and baby being born in a birthing pool. My mum always told me ‘the problem is Bronwen, the baby doesn’t read the plan’ and how right she was…
The first twinge
My older sister was pregnant at the same time as me and although her baby was due a couple of weeks after mine, she ended up needing an emergency C-Section. I went to visit her a couple of days after the birth of her baby boy, Rhys. I’d been getting Braxton Hicks contractions for a few weeks and when I held my nephew at the hospital, I felt a little twinge, I just assumed that was the Braxton hicks again. My partner picked me up from the hospital and I joked about us having to return that night if our baby decided to make an appearance!
Where was I when I first discovered baby was nearly here?
In the early hours of the morning, I woke up with an urgency to go to the loo! I got up and realised I was having contractions. I had done hypnobirthing training, so I was just breathing through the contractions. The contractions got really intense really quickly. My partner called the hospital birthing unit (the hospital is at least a half an hour drive away from our home) and told them I was in labour. Although the contractions were really intense, they were irregular. Due to this, the midwives assumed I still had hours until baby was here. They advised we stay at home until the contractions were closer together. During this initial part of labour my hormones and initiative took over. I was so excited that baby was nearly here.
What happened after that?
The contractions got even more intense and closer together. Therefore, we called the hospital again to say we were coming in. As I was getting my shoes on, ready to get in the car, I just felt like I needed to pee. I sat on the loo but I couldn’t go and then all of a sudden something starting to happen…something was coming out! I shouted for my partner and he called the hospital back they said I had to get off the loo (to make sure baby wasn’t born in the toilet) and to call the ambulance straight away!
I felt like I needed to push but because what was coming out wasn’t the baby, my partner and I were really scared. After what felt like a lifetime (it was only about 15 minutes) the ambulance crew arrived, they thought I was having complications so said we needed to get to the hospital and one of the paramedics asked me not to push…
How did you get to the hospital?
It was only six minutes from my house on the way to hospital when I just felt an overwhelming need to push. I could not push. My instinct took over and as the ambulance was moving, I pushed twice, and my baby arrived! The ambulance pulled over and baby was lifted onto my chest. It all happened so fast, we didn’t even check if baby was a boy or girl! We set off again and my partner cut the cord. Everything happened so quickly (and without any pain relief). I went into shock, the paramedics gave me oxygen and cranked the heat right up as I started shivering.
Arriving at the hospital
We arrived at the hospital and I was being wheeled in on my ambulance bed. There was a group of midwives who were surprised that baby was already here! When we got to the hospital, the adrenaline started to wear off and I became quite poorly. I passed the placenta not long after we got to the hospital, but something wasn’t right. Baby was given to my partner and I was taken down to theatre. I was in and out of consciousness at this point. I couldn’t sit up long enough for the medics to get the epidural in. After I regained consciousness, the medics told me that I needed to have a blood transfusion because I lost so much blood. I felt like I was down in surgery for hours and hours and I really missed baby who was so new to the world!
What happened next?
The joy I felt when I was reunited with baby was incomparable to anything I’d ever felt before. I put baby on my chest, and she started feeding, even though I was wired up to lots of machines and blood was being pumped into me. It was the most special moment and everything I had just been through melted away.
My labour from beginning to end was less than four hours. It was nothing like I had planned, but I am so proud of myself, I listened to my body and did what I knew it could. I had no pain relief (because I didn’t have a choice) and gave birth without any midwives! Now we know that Eira was born in her sack, which is why we didn’t know what was going on! As my mum has warned me, the problem is, baby doesn’t read the plan and Eira, as we later decided to call her, really did want to make a memorable entrance into this world.
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