It all started ( well not really) on Thursday (20/07). I went to see my Obstetrician only to have him tell me it would be a while and to come back and see him after Tuesday. I was well over it by then and didnt really want to wait, but I figured I would probably be in hospital from Tuesday, which meant I would be there for my birthday on Wedensday. My darling hubby suggested we go out for a nice dinner as an early birthday celebration and last hurrah before the baby arrived, so he booked a table at Cafe Sydney which is one of our favourite places. I got all dressed up in my sexiest pregnancy outfit - the tight black dress with my boots and my cream coat and picked him up after work.
We had a lovely meal and some wine (just one glass for me) and he said he wanted to give me my birthday present. He gave me a lovely oi oi nappy bag and I was quite content with the lovely meal and the thoughtful gift. Then he tells me that he bought me another gift because it was a special birthday and I deserved it, tells me to close my eyes and pulls out a ring box - with a stunning white gold ring with 10 diamonds! I was totally shocked and super impressed that he had such perfect taste and could be so thoughtful. I then found out he had been planning it for 3 months and I had NO IDEA!! What a man! I am so lucky...
Anyway, we got home, I 'thanked him' for my diamonds and went to sleep, only to wake at 1.00am with strange pain. It wasnt awful, just a little uncomfortable, but I couldnt sleep, so I sat up and watched some bad TV. At about 6.00am, I woke my hubby and said to him 'I think we are having a baby today' and he looked at me confused. I got him to time my contractions for a while and then we called the hospital. By then they were about 7 mins apart and still uncomfortable, but not awful. I spoke to the midwife and she told me to come straight in - we started laughing. It didnt seem real... I leisurely had a shower and packed some stuff and we got to the hospital at about 9.00am. By then I was 6cm dialated and a bit uncomfortable, but it wasnt awful. The midwife was determined to get me to make a decision about pain relief then and there. I was always going to see how I went, but decided to get the gas ready. We put some music on (bjork, radiohead, jeff buckley) and just hung out - working through the contractions and talking and laughing in between - it was actually quite fun. Unfortunately, the action had stopped and I wasnt progressing.
By about midday, they suggested they try breaking my waters. I was not loving that idea and told them I had to think about it. I think it was about 2.00pm when they did and thats when it all got a bit yucky. They broke my waters (which was awful), the pain got worse and worse and I decided that I couldnt cope and didnt want to play anymore. I needed the epidural.
I have a fear of needles. I know most people do, but they make me cry. As soon as the anaesthetist came into the room I lost it and was a wreck for about an hour while he did his thing. But as soon as the drugs kicked in, I was calm and almost serene. By this time it was about 4.00pm and I was fully dialated by about 6.00pm, but my obstetrician was busy delivering another baby - so I had to wait... I was so exhausted from no sleep and the exhausting day that I fell asleep waiting for him. Just incase you dont know, you can feel the pressure of the contractions, but not the pain, so it was OK. At about 7.30 he arrived and I he got me to push. She was a bit twisted around, so it took longer than expected but it wasnt too bad. Hard work though. I have no idea how women cope with no drugs - if anyone out there has managed it - big respect!!
When she was finally delivered, they held her up for me and I still had no idea if she was a boy or a girl. I was POSITIVE I was having a boy, so the shock of a girl took a while to sink in. She was born at 8.06pm. I got to hold her straight away and it was completely surreal. I couldnt believe I had done it and my baby was here. We named her Lila Maria. Lila is a name that I really liked and Maria is after my mum who passed away 21 years ago the day before she was born. Some kind of full circle I think...
She is a lovely baby. We are so thrilled to have her. Her sleeping is a little erratic and my boobs are REALLY sore, but she is just adorable. Will write more soon, but I just wanted to get her birth down in writing.