by anon
HERS!
This was my 2nd pregnancy after a 4 ½ year gap.
We had a nucal scan (to test for Down's Syndrome) as I am getting old!!! The results weren’t as good as we would have hoped. Then, at our 20 week scan they detected unilateral talipes (club foot), which was a
shock as it hadn’t been picked up at our soft and hard marker scan. Another two scans later and yes it was definitely there. Oh, and our baby was in the
footling breech position (something I could confirm with all the kicks in the
bottom!).
As I grew very big our baby stayed in a footling breech position
and I was confident 'it' would turn, and everyone told me 'it' would turn……
We saw the consultant at 35 weeks and discussed having a
c-section due the baby’s positioning, but decided to try to turn the baby first
and this was duly booked for the following Thursday (when I would be 36 weeks).
I had already decided I didn’t want to book in for a c-section. I wanted an 'in
labour' c-section owing to the benefits, for me and the baby, of labour
starting naturally.
On the Saturday that I was 35 weeks & 2 days, my brother
came to visit from London and we enjoyed lunch in the garden. At 5 o’clock I
started to get my daughter ready for her dance show. I didn’t feel my best after the reiki session
my dear brother had performed in the hope of turning the baby. I packed my
labour bag and put it in the car…….
During the dance show the tightening across my tummy was
coming every 8 mins. We decided it was time to go to the hospital and see what
was happening. I collected my daughter and asked my mum to take her home with her.
We were in the car park swapping car seats when my waters
broke. It was 9.35pm. The pain became very intense which was quite a shock
after what seemed like just a level of discomfort. We headed for the hospital
and I remember being upset at the thought of a c-section.
It felt like a long walk to the labour ward, but within a
minute of being there it was time to push and I was moved to a labour suite.
One very bruised foot appeared within seconds and four pushes later came the
rest of our baby (I had no time for screaming as the midwife firmly told me!).
My baby daughter was born at 9.52pm weighing 6lb 10ozs. She needed
some help breathing and was transferred to the Special Care Baby Unit. We took
her home 12 days later, which felt wonderful. There was no sign of the talipes
which was brilliant news. It was apparently down to how her feet had been
positioned. After a lot of worry and late night chats ( much to my husband's annoyance) about talipes, breech
deliveries and c- sections, our breech
baby had led the way and showed us all how it should be done!
Big sister still loves to tell the tale of how my 'fluid' came out at her dance show and that she won the 'bet' as she said the baby
would be a girl!
HIS!
“I think we’d better go to hospital just in case” she said.
Sploosh……..her waters broke in the theatre car park.
“Don’t drive over any bumps” she demanded. Yeah, right like
that’s going to happen I thought (keep mouth shut, it avoids argument).
No camera (my fault of course). Have we got time to divert?
Play it safe. Get to the hospital first and then see if I have time to get it.
Gosh, that parking space at the hospital was a bit tight,
wasn’t it?
Buzz. “Let us in, please”.
“Who are you? Have you phoned us to inform us you are
coming?”
“No, too busy trying to avoid potholes to
ring in.”
Bags in the shopping trolley, off we go.
“Knickers off”.
“It’s coming”.
My wife is on a bed and being wheeled to a delivery room. What
do I do? Just don’t let go of that trolley, she’ll kill me if I lose her Radley
handbag.
One, two, three, four (could’ve been more) people around
my wife – that wasn’t on the ante-natal class – should be just me and a midwife.
Oh well. I’ll just stand back and let them get on with it. I’ve got a good view
after all.
“Aaaaghhh!”
“We’ll have no screaming in my delivery room, thank you”. (Good move to stand in the corner I’m thinking).
A foot, I can see a foot. There’s a leg. There’s a baby and
it’s a girl.
And that’s brief rundown of the best moment of my life to
date.
Thank you so much.
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