A birth of my boy 6months later...

A night before birth around 7pm I felt like I had period pain but very light as if it's something I wouldn't even notice and I remember I had this headache that lasted all day. As I went to bed around 9ishpm that night, the period pain was going in and out of pattern but enough to notice it's there so I texted my sister to check. My husband was asleep and I didn't want to wake him up, so I go to the toilet to see if the contraction had stopped. But it kept comming and stopped, I had timmed it with my pregnancy app and it appeared all very irregular. Anyway I was super excited and couldn't stop texting my sister we both couldn't sleep! By 12am my sister was tired so she went to sleep. I tried to sleep but just couldn't with the contracting being noticeable but not painful I was too nervous and excited. By 3am it started to get more painful I.d say the pain was as bad as the 'worse period pain' and kept going with the timer. I decided to go down stairs and call the midwife without waking my husband yet. The midwife said to try rest some more and call back when the contractions are more regular as it was still out of normal pattern. I'm still going through pain as to me I thought this was the real hit kind of pain (first pregnancy I did not know what to expext). Husband woke up came down looking all stunned that I'm leaning on the couch looking uncomfortable. And he ask if I should call the midwife again... around 5am I couldn't stand the pain and just wanted answers if it's time to go to the hospital yet. I called the midwife and she could hear I couldn't speak properly everytime the contraction came she was listening to how my reactions were and said ok come into hospital we can assess and see how far I am. Right on I go straight in the shower for a quick wash and husband puts the bags our car. We arrived at the hospital around 6ish and by then I couldn't walk comfortably and had to stop when the contraction came but it was still bareable to walk with husband holding me. We got to the room and the nurse hooked me up with monitors and checked but notice my contraction were very irregular at the time. She checked my cervix and said that I was at a 2cm! And said if by 9am does not change then I would have to go home. I was gutted and annoyed. As laying in bed waiting, the contractions became stronger I had to hold my husband's hand and squeeze because the pain was really intensed. I was at this point scared and crying. The nurse came back in and offered me to choose between panadol or some injection for pain relief and I chosed panadol. Then she proceeded to say try sleep but I just couldnt!! It was too painful and there was no way. Panadol didn't do crap! I was crying and begging for something stronger I wanted epidural! Just like what I had in my birth plan. So the nurse decised to check again and said I have progressed and was able to stay. Thank gosh! She offered me gas to try so I said ok let's try. She taught me how to breathe through contractions and using gas. But I had trouble breathing in the right technique as I tend to hold my breath everytomen contraction came. Eventually I got the hang of breathing as the nurse was teaching me through it. Then my husband popped out to check the car parking ticket. As he'd gone out the nurse wanted to move me to the delivery ward. I remember I was dressed in a white hospital gown backside naked and walking down the isle with this gas tank trying to take deep breath of it and it would make high pitch funny sounds every time. I thought this is normal. I held onto the rails of the corridor bending over trying to take massive breath as it was soooooo painful. Nurse had to hold me up and kindly gave me a hair tie as i forgot to bring mine. She helped me slowly take mini steps to the delivery room. Once I got there she said try have a shower as it helps to relax. So i insisted and got stripped off into the shower. Husband had found me and helped me into the shower. This is where the full blown unexpected terror of pain I had never expected it had all started. I was to the point screaming under my breath trying to get my shit together gasping for more air. Falling to the floor as the nurse gave me a Swiss ball to lean on. Then the other nurse came in and said the gas sounds funny every time Is inhale it. So she checked and realise it was empty!! I was devostated So she gets the new bottle and that's when it blew me off. My head was spinning I was going blank of blacks and blurrs. Visions was so bizzaar. Along with new level of pain that kept comming on I just could not catch my breath. I kept asking for epidural. I was begging for epidural but my mind was out of space I couldn't understand what was going on and that being said I am profounded deaf so I had taken off both of my hearing aids while in tbe shower so I couldnt heat anything, my husband had to tell her that I wanted epidural but nurse kept bluffing me off. After the nurse explained why she wouldnt recommend me to get the epidural now as it will slow my labour. I didn't care at that point I was screaming for epidual. I remember begging her non stop like some crazy bitch screaming. Finally she had agreed to get epidural ready and oh for the life of me to get that part organised felt like a life time! Seeing all these other Dr a male and a female doing prep I was in agoning pain going in and out of my mind from gas and gasping for air. It was the worse I have ever imagined and experienced. I couldn't walk or even talk or see! Somehow I was on the bed don't remember how. I was screaming and grunting and basically very exhausted. As the man puts the needle in my back I had to be super still and that was so hard to do. I kept stopping him half way as the waves of contraction came again. Then this sharp cold needle inserted into my back it was painful. Them he got it wrong, had to redo it all over again. Omg here we go. Through another whole session of being still as possible and more sharp pain and fearing when my next episode of contraction would come. During that time my water broke, I did not realise or remember but the nurse said it did... no idea how it felt. After that I kept saying why am I still feeling so much contraction and pain I couldnt stand it any longer! Screaming for more... he kept ensuring me the pain will gradually becomes less and so it did. I turned into a happy relaxed person. Best thing to ever happen!

I realised was hungry so I asked hubby to get chips. After eating the chips suddenly I felt so thirsty. I kept drinking water than a whole jug of it then threw up. My fever went sky rocket high so the midwife called the Dr and said I may have to have a c section by 10pm. I was shaking and felt emense of coldness to my bones I felt sick! Shaking vicously like a crazy bitch I tried to stop but just couldn't. Then eventually it calmed down with antibiotic drips. My husband was as tired as me. So we had agreed to get my sister in the ward too. Soon it was time to push and that was the hardest mission ever! Felt no pain what so ever but kept vomiting. I had to concentrate when to feel to push. The three of us, husband, sis and midwife all encouraged me to push it took half hr to push and finally Milan Vujicic came into the world by 10.45pm! I was shocked and numb, so tired I could barely held him he was precious. Then fell asleep. Thank you for reading my super long birth story.