Eyep ^_^ 12 days ago we welcomed our little girl into the world and she's absolutely amazing. She has her moments where she plays up, but the vast majority of the time she is absolutely amazing and so chilled. We love her to pieces and she even lets us sleep on an average of 6-7 hours a night which is awesome. Love her.
My labour was a long one to say the least.. I won't go into graphic detail, but if you're majorly squeamish, don't read the next few paragraphs.
On Sunday the 6th, I went to a dog show in the morning with my mum and even entered our little dachshund Frank in the agility and 'Most handsome dog' class. I was fine all day. In the evening, my mum and family all went out. I was a little worried as I was officially a week late this day. I fell asleep and when my partner came home two hours later he bought us a KFC. I had a zinger meal and about three hours later I began to have mild contractions....
They continued for the whole of Monday and got more painful and closer together which signals that full blown labour could begin any moment. I got to about 10pm on Monday evening and I said to my mum, I think I need to go up the hospital as these are getting really painful now. So we headed up there and got there at around about 11pm when I was hooked up to a monitor which times and judges your contractions. The midwife I saw wasn't too nice to be honest... She told me that I wasn't even close and just sent me home with cocodomal and told me to come back when I literally couldn't breath normally or talk through contractions... I was so upset and didn't sleep a wink all night and ended up crying the whole night.
I spent the day on the sofa literally in agony all day Tuesday and now they were coming every five minutes. At dinner time on Tuesday I was crying as I ate my dinner as I really was struggling with the pain, but I could still talk and breath so I took it as a sign that I still wasn't ready. I tried to sleep for an hour, but it was no use. Again, I got no sleep even when I slept downstairs on a recliner to help with my back pain. At 3am Wednesday I got the most painful contraction to date and then my waters broke.
I struggled upstairs to get Jamie and my mum and we rushed up to the hospital arriving at 3.45. Walking to the ward was the longest walk i've ever done... It was horrible. Got to the ward and the midwife confirmed I was 6cm dilated and needed to go to the labour ward as soon as. I was wheeled round to this room and to my absolute horror, it was the same midwife I saw the night before. She literally told me I was going to have my baby in the next half an hour and I had no time for pain relief. That sent me into a major panic (Yay for anxiety) She gave me gas and air about twenty minutes later and told me to push yet I had no urges or desires to so I wasn't giving it my all. About half an hour of this, she snatched the gas and air off me and told me we'd wait an hour then try again.
I was so pissed off with her at that point, I told her I wanted an epidural if I wasn't going to be pushing for an hour. She turned round and said it wouldn't work, it would only help take the edge off it as it needed two hours to work properly. I just said 'I DON'T CARE, I WANT ONE NOW!' so she went off and got the doctor who came back about half an hour later. That took my mind off the contractions for a while atleast and I completely relaxed as I knew that it was going to get rid of the pains in my stomach soon. I was still aware of the pain, but my god did it feel better. Jamie was so good during the whole thing, he was so supportive and calmed me down a hell of a lot, or I would have been totally hysterical.
At 7.30am, the midwife left and another lady came in to replace her. She was so lovely and I honestly felt so much calmer and relaxed with her. I was relieved and the rest of my labour went alot more smoothly and my head was in it now. Baby decided to come out facing to the side though, so she had to be vacuumed out. Basically a suction cup went on her head and they had to pull her head out. The doctor who did it pulled so hard on the first go, the cup came off and she went flying backwards, which my other half found hilarious and even started giggling xD After another ten minutes of pushing though, she was out and it's true what they say.... you really do forget about all the pain as soon as you see this little person and hug them for the first time. I felt exhausted, but bloody proud of myself x) Though the actually childbirth part was fine.... I wasn't in pain then and the epidural wasn't working completely then either. I just found the contractions unbearable!
I did tear pretty badly and have stitches, but it's easing up and I am mobile now x) And she was worth it all. I love being a mummy. It's tough at times, but it's also absolutely amazing.
As for art! Obviously my free time is limited at the moment, but I will probably start doodling again in the next few weeks
Still establishing a bit of a routine at the moment hehe.
Hope everyone else is doing ok! ^_^ Much love!