Ashley and I finally returned home on Sunday. Although I was booked to have a caesarean birth on the 3rd of March, Ashley had other ideas. At 5am on the 19th of February my waters broke. I was lucky I had my bag packed except for a few last minute things. After calling the hospital to let them know I was on the way I called Mum and Fiona. Mum was already prepared to take me in (I am a bit OCD) and this was arranged months in advanced with towels and plastic already in Mum’s car just in case. The hospital is a 35 minute drive from home and I was lucky that by the time I got there I was only having mild contractions.
Fiona met us at the hospital and after being prepared for surgery I was the first one in at 8am. After having an epidural (this was the bit I was scared of the most) I was laid down, cut open and Ashley was born. Both Mum and Fiona were my birthing partners but only one person was allowed in the theatre. After they whipped out Ashley they brought him over to show me before turning to show him to Fiona (who was lucky enough to experience his first wee). They took him to one side where the Paediatrician checked him out before wrapping him and giving him over to me to hold for the remainder of the surgery (as per my birth plan).
After returning to my room I was met by Mum who was waiting to hold her first grandchild. She has been great helping me out both before and after the pregnancy including buying all of his furniture and doing my housework. By the end of the pregnancy I was so big I could only walk short distances and my belly measured 155cm in circumference.
Fiona met us at the hospital and after being prepared for surgery I was the first one in at 8am. After having an epidural (this was the bit I was scared of the most) I was laid down, cut open and Ashley was born. Both Mum and Fiona were my birthing partners but only one person was allowed in the theatre. After they whipped out Ashley they brought him over to show me before turning to show him to Fiona (who was lucky enough to experience his first wee). They took him to one side where the Paediatrician checked him out before wrapping him and giving him over to me to hold for the remainder of the surgery (as per my birth plan).
After returning to my room I was met by Mum who was waiting to hold her first grandchild. She has been great helping me out both before and after the pregnancy including buying all of his furniture and doing my housework. By the end of the pregnancy I was so big I could only walk short distances and my belly measured 155cm in circumference.
At about 2pm Ashley was taken into Neonatal ICU because his oxygen levels were at 94% (which isn’t that bad) but the Paediatrician wanted the levels at 97% or above. While in there his body temperature was also a little low so he was put into a humidicrib over night. Thank God the following afternoon his levels had picked up and he was returned to me. For me the first night was a little worrying, hoping and praying that Ashley was going to be OK.
Ashley is now doing great, eating well and is a very happy and contented baby. He has a great set of lungs which he only uses when he is hungry or wet but besides that he is sleeping for 4 hours at a time, for which I am very grateful.
I am OK and was up and about the next day (I have a high pain threshold) and was able to look after Ashley straight away (the hospital encourages you to have the baby in your room as much as possible). Due to the Gestational Diabetes I have had to continue to have my blood sugar levels measured and the yesterday it was discovered that I have a blood clot in one of calves. I now have to wear pressure stockings and give myself blood thinning injections daily for 6 weeks before returning for another scan in which they hope to see that it has dissolved.
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