My birth story

This is the first time I am ever writing a post on this app... why do I feel nervous 😂 anyway...

Me and my husband went to mass on the Sunday. I was 1 day past 40 weeks. I felt my first contraction at about 12.30pm (which felt like a gas bubble, like I just needed to do a poo lol). The next contractions were also small and I still thought I had to poo so I kept going back to the toilet, but nothing.

As they got stronger I knew it was labour so I just waited it out until it was time to go to the hospital. In my hospital if your not so far along you would have to go home again so I wanted to wait until I knew I wouldn't be sent home. It was around 11pm and I said I think we need to ring the hospital. At this point they were painful but I could still breath through them. They told me on the phone to take 2 painkillers and try and sleep (like that was going to happen).

Finally we went to the hospital at about 12am on the Monday. They checked me over and I was at 7cm. I was on the gas straight away when I got there (it was excellent 😂). Went up to the room and just waited it out until it was time. They broke my waters later that morning but I could not tell you what time this was at. I also got an injection, no idea what time, what injection but I was pretty much away with the fairy's.

After throwing up all over myself, walking from the bed to the toilet and back again naked in front of my mum and mother in law and throwing insults at my dad it was time to push.

I started to push around 9am. I was pushing for a good hour and half in all different positions. My mum even said she could see his head. But there was no joy. After no sleep and pushing as hard as I could I blocked everything out and just concentrated on trying to give birth, I didnt hear the midwife telling me "I wasn't pushing hard enough".

Well turns out his chin was facing the wrong direction and he was stuck. So I was wheeled down to theatre and then had an epidural. They cut me down there too and then tried the forceps and then the suction cup. Nothing!

Ended up with an emergency C Section. Lying there alone because even with me asking multiple times they wouldn't go out and get my husband I was so scared.

My baby boy was born at 13.32pm and I wasn't informed he was born and my husband missed his birth. Then they brought him in and then I heard a cry. I don't even know how long the whole operation and birth lasted but it felt like hours from being informed they were doing a section to hearing that cry. Just wish they had lowered the curtain and let me see him when he was born, but something must have been wrong if they didn't and wouldn't get my husband in either.

Safe to say, I'll be opting for a section the next time I have a baby. Couldn't go through the trauma again.