a second birth story - part nine

The story the the beautiful girl's birth so far is on the birth stories page . . .

I'd booked into hospital as high risk
after my waters went with meconium in them.
I was now just in that waiting bit of labour
where contractions increase in length and intensity.
I'd decided to try gas and air
as I was finding it harder to get through with just breathing.

The gas and air didn't seem to do very much for the pain
but it did give me something to focus on.
With the help of my blinking light on the ceiling
I was counting in my head
and breathing deeply on the entonox to get through.
And I managed to get some calm back,
for about half an hour anyway.

Then things felt like they went crazy.
The contractions continued to get more intense
and I continued to puff away on the gas and air
but I felt like I was literally ripping in two.
Laura helped me move the bed from a reclined position
into more of a seated one.
She then had to disconnect me from all the monitors so I could use the toilet.
I made it to the toilet
but being vertical made the contractions even stronger
and I had to be helped back to the bed
because the pains were so strong that I could hardly walk.

The bed was moved repeatedly in some attempt to get me into a position where I was comfortable
but to no avail.
I was only really happy slumped forward with my bump between my legs
and my head hanging forward,
but in that position the monitors couldn't pick up my baby's heart beat.

Everything seemed to escalate,
and fast.
I was moaning and crying through each contraction
and miserably sobbing in between.
As I was losing the plot
my baby's heart rate was starting to dip slightly with the contractions
and everything I tried to do to help myself
hindered the midwife's efforts to monitor my baby.
Laura kept telling me that she really needed to get a trace on the baby
and for a decent length of time
in order to say for certain that everything was still okay.
But I simply couldn't stay in the position she needed me to.

With desperate eyes and a pathetic voice,
I asked the hubby to come and sit next to me on the bed
and I practically crumpled into his lap in tears.
I was terrified.
I didn't feel like I was coping with the pain at all.
I was letting our baby down by interrupting the monitoring.
I felt like I was letting him down,
by being so incredibly rubbish at having babies.
And all I could say was “I'm so sorry”
and “I'm so scared”,
along with mumbling repeatedly about how it was like last time
and I couldn't cope again.

Laura could clearly see that I was falling apart
and asked me whether I would even consider pethidine,
as she really felt it might help me to calm down.
This set me off on another hysterical bout of crying
and my husband was left to explain that I really didn't want it.

As my next contraction faded
Laura crouched on the floor in front of me
and looked me square in the face.
She said that I needed to calm down
and that I had to let her get the monitor onto my bump properly.
She said she could tell that things had changed dramatically
and that if I wanted she could do another internal examination 
to see if I was at 4cm yet and ready for the epidural.
But she also warned me that she would be doing the examination early
and if I hadn't dilated enough yet
then I would really need to consider other pain relief options
as I clearly wasn't coping.

You can read the next part here.


  1. It is getting exciting! I can't imagine what a contraction must feel like, it is weird that I will never experience one! I had a semi birth plan sorted when I was pregnant with Mads, and one thing was that I didn't want Pethadine. Obviously I never put the birth plan into use though! x

    1. I really need to read your birth stories too my lovely. This comment has left me very intrigued indeed.

  2. Oh Gee! My heart was racing the whole time I was reading that!

    I totally agree with Pethadine, its not a nice feeling, it knocked me out and I really didn't like the feeling of not knowing where I was and having no control over what was happening, it seemed to speed up time for me, one minute it was 5pm the next it was 3am and I was in theatre!

    Cant wait for the next installment!

  3. Hope you are further along than you think! They thought I wasn't even in labour and that I just wasn't coping when my induction escalated very quickly and I was 5cm. Hope everything's o.k. x x

  4. Oh come on lady we need longer snippets, I am guessing you were way further than they thought, it reminds me of the last hours of Addy's labour.

  5. Ahhh hunny I can picture you grabbing for hubby and hunch over in pain. Made me just want to hug you and tell you what the future holds now. Bless you for going through so much for your two beautiful babies.


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