On Thursday the 9th Oct last week, I looked inside my fridge and thought I'd better stock up on some food as the fridge and pantry were in low supply! So I wrote myself out a huge list of groceries and dragged Morri to the supermarket with me and I thought this will bring on the baby! - Today is the day... It's rediculous I know I shouldn't be pushing a fully loaded trolley around and carrying bags of shopping and Morri at my state - but hey , I had the 'urge' to go shopping! Well, I survived the ordeal - just!...
I noticed 'the show' when I went to do a pee after lunch. Ooh thats somthing! I put Morri down for his nap and got out my breast pump to spur things along! I had a shower and lay down for my afternoon nap. By about 3pm, I felt some light contractions, at about 15 minutes apart. By 3.30pm on the 3rd contraction my fore-waters broke and I got up and rushed to the toilet, leaving a trail of liquid behind me.
I rang Mike straight away to come home from work that instant - it takes about an hour by car the most to get home and I was mindful that I would have to go into hospital as early as possible to start my first dose of Penicilin (I was tested as positive for the Strep. B infection :( ). Then I rang my mum to make arrangements to take care of Morri while we were 'in labour'. I rang my sister to let her know that her assistance was required and lucky she had just finished uni for the day and was on her way home.
By about 3:45pm my contractions were about 10-5 minutes apart! Morri had woken up from his nap so I had to get him out of bed and get his bags packed for his intended stay with my folks. My mum arrived and Mike shortly after. My contractions were getting a little more painful - but bareable - like really bad period cramps. My sister arrived and I sent her back home to get my parents camera as my stupid water bottle leaked in my bag and killed our camera! - Just what you need to happen when you need the camera the most! I was soooooooooo annoyed that it happened! We got to the hospital before 5pm and THIS time - there were no bags of fruit to be carried! We laughed because last time Mike was frantically hauling bags of things into our room and one of the bags contained lots of fruit and it broke while it took its journey from the parking lot to our room and fruit went rolling everywhere in the hospital!
My midwife Madeline sorted me out for my first dose of Penicilin and we were doubtful that the next dose due in the next 4 hours would not be given as I predicted a quick labour. This would mean baby and I would have to remain in hospital for 48 hours once they took a blood sample from baby to culture for any indication of the Strep. B infection I may have passed onto baby during the birth. It's very rare, but these things are precautionary as they do cause babies to get very sick, and death can occur as a result.
My contactions were about 2-3 minutes apart and they were getting rather uncomfortably painful. My sister massaged the base of my spine and used a hot pack to 'distract' the pain. I actually prefered the massage and heat bag in between contractions. I was worried that I would get hungry if the labour went on for a while so I had a couple triangle sandwiches in between contractions and suggested to Mike and Ivy to grab something to eat too. So we all enjoyed a quick snack and before I new it I had the sudden urge to push. My midwife was called in at this point. Prior to this it was just Mike & Ivy attending to me . By now the pain was excrutiating!! My birthing position was on my knees on the floor, burying my face in pillows in between contractions whilst leaning over the bed. During the contractions and pushing Mike was my tower of strength - I just grabbed him and held onto him as tightly as I could while I got through each contraction & push I had to do.
The midwife offered me the gas but I thought, I survived my first labouring experience without any gas or drugs - mainly because I forgot to ask for it, so I figured I could do this again without the gas. So no gas again!!! Mind you the pain was intensely, insanely, unbareably painful! The time came for the crowning of the head and boy did I really hate that! - Somehow I felt the burning pain alot more this time round than the first time - probably because baby was a little bigger than Morri was. I literally felt my self split in half! Mike told me later that I screamed this time round when the baby's head was being born. Thanks to the great team effort between me, my midwife and her trainee midwife we managed not tear my perinium- A hot wash cloth and controlled pushing and panting was all that was needed! I remembered I screamed out at one point that the baby was stuck! - I think I was terrified at pushing any harder as that burning pain was just awful! One last burning push and the head was out and baby was hanging there while the midwife turned baby so the shoulders could come out next - I felt all that too! Ouuch! Morri came out in one big push, he just slid out becuase he was so tiny!
And by 6:34pm there baby was lying on the floor, with a trail of mecomium surrounding him. And I turned around and pushed the umbillical cord away from the genitals to find out that we had another BOY!
I noticed 'the show' when I went to do a pee after lunch. Ooh thats somthing! I put Morri down for his nap and got out my breast pump to spur things along! I had a shower and lay down for my afternoon nap. By about 3pm, I felt some light contractions, at about 15 minutes apart. By 3.30pm on the 3rd contraction my fore-waters broke and I got up and rushed to the toilet, leaving a trail of liquid behind me.
I rang Mike straight away to come home from work that instant - it takes about an hour by car the most to get home and I was mindful that I would have to go into hospital as early as possible to start my first dose of Penicilin (I was tested as positive for the Strep. B infection :( ). Then I rang my mum to make arrangements to take care of Morri while we were 'in labour'. I rang my sister to let her know that her assistance was required and lucky she had just finished uni for the day and was on her way home.
By about 3:45pm my contractions were about 10-5 minutes apart! Morri had woken up from his nap so I had to get him out of bed and get his bags packed for his intended stay with my folks. My mum arrived and Mike shortly after. My contractions were getting a little more painful - but bareable - like really bad period cramps. My sister arrived and I sent her back home to get my parents camera as my stupid water bottle leaked in my bag and killed our camera! - Just what you need to happen when you need the camera the most! I was soooooooooo annoyed that it happened! We got to the hospital before 5pm and THIS time - there were no bags of fruit to be carried! We laughed because last time Mike was frantically hauling bags of things into our room and one of the bags contained lots of fruit and it broke while it took its journey from the parking lot to our room and fruit went rolling everywhere in the hospital!
My midwife Madeline sorted me out for my first dose of Penicilin and we were doubtful that the next dose due in the next 4 hours would not be given as I predicted a quick labour. This would mean baby and I would have to remain in hospital for 48 hours once they took a blood sample from baby to culture for any indication of the Strep. B infection I may have passed onto baby during the birth. It's very rare, but these things are precautionary as they do cause babies to get very sick, and death can occur as a result.
My contactions were about 2-3 minutes apart and they were getting rather uncomfortably painful. My sister massaged the base of my spine and used a hot pack to 'distract' the pain. I actually prefered the massage and heat bag in between contractions. I was worried that I would get hungry if the labour went on for a while so I had a couple triangle sandwiches in between contractions and suggested to Mike and Ivy to grab something to eat too. So we all enjoyed a quick snack and before I new it I had the sudden urge to push. My midwife was called in at this point. Prior to this it was just Mike & Ivy attending to me . By now the pain was excrutiating!! My birthing position was on my knees on the floor, burying my face in pillows in between contractions whilst leaning over the bed. During the contractions and pushing Mike was my tower of strength - I just grabbed him and held onto him as tightly as I could while I got through each contraction & push I had to do.
The midwife offered me the gas but I thought, I survived my first labouring experience without any gas or drugs - mainly because I forgot to ask for it, so I figured I could do this again without the gas. So no gas again!!! Mind you the pain was intensely, insanely, unbareably painful! The time came for the crowning of the head and boy did I really hate that! - Somehow I felt the burning pain alot more this time round than the first time - probably because baby was a little bigger than Morri was. I literally felt my self split in half! Mike told me later that I screamed this time round when the baby's head was being born. Thanks to the great team effort between me, my midwife and her trainee midwife we managed not tear my perinium- A hot wash cloth and controlled pushing and panting was all that was needed! I remembered I screamed out at one point that the baby was stuck! - I think I was terrified at pushing any harder as that burning pain was just awful! One last burning push and the head was out and baby was hanging there while the midwife turned baby so the shoulders could come out next - I felt all that too! Ouuch! Morri came out in one big push, he just slid out becuase he was so tiny!
And by 6:34pm there baby was lying on the floor, with a trail of mecomium surrounding him. And I turned around and pushed the umbillical cord away from the genitals to find out that we had another BOY!
And we named him Oliver Robert Peck. 
My total length of labour was 3:30
1st stage being: 2:30
2nd stage being: 0:34
3rd stage: 0:26
I had 2nd degree tearing in the 'birthing canal' and I wanted it to be stitched up just to make sure I didn't have any lose bits afterwards!!
With Morri, I only had 1st degree tearing and managed to get away with no stitches.
With Morri, I only had 1st degree tearing and managed to get away with no stitches.
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