At 3am on Friday I woke up knowing that contractions were starting, however they were still 10-15mins apart and knowing that this was still too far apart I left my hubby (daddy) sleeping and got some much needed sleep myself. At 7am I let Dal know and timed them again, they were still about 10-12mins apart. Knowing that we might get to see our Bub today, Dal just ducked into work to finish off a few things and then was back home at 10:30am.
I just rested and pottered around at home and by that stage contractions were then 7mins apart. I was due to get a scan as Bub hadn't grown much for the last 3 weeks so they wanted to check on his size. After talking to my midwife, we cancelled the appointment as there was not much point in getting the scan if we were going to see our man the same day. At 11:30am my waters broke, only showing as a small trickle. We waited a half an hour to confirm that it was in fact my waters, which it was☺️
After calling my midwife again we then finished packing the hospital bags. My second midwife (through the midwifery group practice program) was going to see me when I got there and Nic would come into take over at 6pm. By this stage the contractions were getting quite uncomfortable and I was really needing to focus on my breathing which made a big difference, along with my hubby massaging my lower back. At 1:15pm we left the house to travel the 30mins to the hospital. I was so keen to keep the contractions going so I keep focusing on my breathing, and made light of the situation by turning up the fun radio music.
Once arriving at the hospital carpark we took our time to walk the halls to the birthing suite. A beautiful volunteer offered to get me a wheelchair when she spotted me leaning on my hubby and focusing on breathing as we paused at each contraction, which were now 5mins apart. However knowing that walking helped to progress labour I was happy to take our time to get across the hospital.
Arriving at the birth suite we were met by my midwife Laura and got settled in our room... leaning on the bed during each contraction. Unfortunately the food that I had earlier that morning didn't stay in my tummy, so I needed to make several dashes to the toilet. I swapped between leaning on the bed, sitting on the birth ball and leaning on my hubby or Laura during each contraction.
Due to not having the last scan earlier that day meant that the doctors were keen for me to have the heart monitors on to keep an eye on bub's heart rate. This did make each contraction more uncomfortable as I had the straps wrapped around belly however shifting positions helped. We found when I was leaning forward that the monitors recorded both mine and Bubs heart rate together making it hard to tell if Bubs heart rate was low. Laura made more adjustments to make sure the monitors were sitting right.
When those positions didn't seem to be helping as much I tried sitting on the toilet for a bit, the change of position was good however each contraction was now very intense. Concentrating on breathing was all I could focus on. I jumped in the shower for a bit, however the contractions were definitely becoming closer together. After coming back into the room, my midwife checked me between the next contraction to find that I was fully dilated with I was thrilled about. It was only the first time she had checked me and with how intense the contractions had become, part of me was bracing myself to hear that I was only semi dilated...
The next part seem to go so quick. We tried a few different positions including rebozo in between the contractions. However no position that I had previously tried felt comfortable at this stage, I struggled to express anything at that point. It seemed like a short time after that when I feel a strong urge to push. Laura had started to fill the bath while I had been in the shower however it didn't fill up quick enough😉
Instinctively I got to my knees, concentrating all my focus on breathing and after a few more contractions Bub was almost out, after only 3 hours of active labour. As the monitors were recording our heart rate together again in the position I was in Laura let me know we might need to get Bub out soon incase his heart rate was low. The mummy instincts in me kicked in with a stronger push, instead of breathing him out more. However within seconds Liam had arrived and we were overwhelmed with joy as I held his tiny body to my chest. It was the most amazing experience of our lives.
Thanks so much again ☺️