Each week i was so sure would be the week but it never was. I had been trying to stay as close to home for fear that my waters would break or contractions start whilst i was out with Max.
Come the friday (22nd july) i was so sick of being stuck indoors that i made plans to go to the park and meet some family for lunch. We had a lovely if tiring day with lots of walking.
Late that night i woke with a feeling that babies movements were slightly sluggish. Always on to err on the side of caution we popped down to the hospital for baby to be monitered. Thankfully all was ok and we were sent home.
I woke at 5 am that morning with the most intense feeling down below. I figured i probably just needed a poo so a poo i went. When i wiped there was bright red blood. What the actual fuck i throught this doesnt look good (cue internal panic) the contractions came on thick and fast there was no build up or much of a break in between. So off to the hospital we went.
After examination it turned out i was a whole 2 cm. Your kidding i throught the pain was indescribable. They kept me un because of the blood which turned out to just be a really bloody show (it scared the shit out of me)
We stayed on the assesment ward for about 4 hours. Thats 4 hours of extremlry painful contractions that came on top of each other. Danny was an absloute rock star helping me concentrate solely on my breathIng.
Finally i was 5 centimeters and ready to get in the birthing pool.
If you ever have the opportunity to use the birthing pool then i 100 percent asvise it. It was awesome a bit like being in a spa (untill a contraction came on). The warmth of the water coupled with gas and air really helped me to deal with the pain. It slowed my labour down slightly but by that point i didnt care i needed a break.
3 hours later after my waters breaking in the pool (the strangest sensation ever) i was ready to push. We had been discussing my previous birth earlier in the day and it turned out i should not have been in the pool due to a complication when i was labouring with Max. Out of the pool and into a wheelchair with only a towel to cover my modesty. Into a delevery suite and on the bed. The pain was out if this world.
15 minutes of pushing later and out baby was born. He cried straight away and i just bawled my eyes out. Dan got to cut the cord which was something he didnt get to do this with Max.
The next set of challenges will be over the coming weeks. Were 12 days in now and sleep deprivation has most certainly kicked it.