I am really really wishing I would have wrote this all down around the time sweet baby Hudson was born because this is going to take me a minute to remember the whole story. Not to mention I was in and out of it almost the entire time! Here goes though...
My induction date was Saturday October 5, 2013. One week from my due date.
Jeff and I woke up early that Saturday morning. I took a shower, we grabbed our hospital bag and the carseat and got on the tube to go to The Portland Hospital.
My appointment was at 7am and we got there at exactly that. My information was already in their system so they showed me to our room and had me put on a gown. A few minutes later, a midwife (I can't remember her name for the life of me) came in and told me to put my clothes back on and go walk around Regent's Park and grab some breakfast. We had to be back in an hour I think. My doctor hadn't arrived yet and I wasn't going to be able to eat once I was induced.
We walked around and had a delicious breakfast at this place called Villandry. SO GOOD!
When we got back to the hospital, my doctor was there and checked my cervix to see if I was dilated at all. Dr. Subair had done a membrane sweep the week before and wanted to see if that had helped at all. I think I was at 1cm. He then inserted a gel in my cervix to soften it and get things going. Sometimes all you need is the gel, I guess. (not in my case) He told us we could go walk around the park for another hour or so and to be back around noon. (I think)
walking around Regent's Park trying to get things going!
We get back to the hospital and Doc checks me out. I'm pretty sure I hadn't dilated anymore but my cervix was softer and I may have been slightly effaced. He said he had enough room to fit the hook through my cervix to break my water. eek! This part was really painful for me so they offered me some gas and air, which is what they call laughing gas here in the UK. That stuff is seriously awesome! All I remember is feeling really dizzy and happy then feeling this POP. I started to giggle uncontrollably and of course that pushed out all of my water onto the bed and soaked it through. My midwife wasn't to happy about this.
They hooked me up to all of the machines so they could monitor me and baby H. I think at this point is when they also started administering the pitocin to start my contractions.
large and in charge
large and in charge
all hooked up and ready to have a baby!
After that point I don't remember a whole lot so hopefully the rest of the story makes some sense.
I remember that my doctor said he would check me in 4 hours and so Jeff and I watched some TV shows while we waited. I know I was having contractions but they weren't hurting too bad. I made it through until Doc came back and checked me again, hoping I had made lots of progress. NOPE! I had dilated 1/2 a cm. I was really sad but felt optimistic that the next time he checked I would be farther along. I remember sometime through the next 4 hours there was a switch in shifts and I got a new midwife. She was a lot nicer and I was happy to have her as the contractions were getting rough! She kept asking me if I wanted the epidural and I told her no for the first few hours, but for anyone who has been induced you know that the contractions come hard and with almost no time in between so I decided to get it before I wouldn't be able to sit still anymore. The epidural was so nice and kicked in very quickly. I was super scared to get it but it ended up not being bad at all. After the epidural Doc came back in and checked me... I had only dilated 1cm since the last time he checked. At this point we were in to the night and I was extremely tired from no sleep and hurting from contractions. Oh and I couldn't stop throwing up. I was so disappointed my body wasn't doing what it needed to do to get my baby out! Doc said I should prepare myself in case he needed to do a c-section. This was so depressing for me. I had told him that I would be okay with one if necessary but really wanted to have a vaginal birth and that that was my plan. They upped my pitocin and he would check me in another 4 hours.
After about 2-3 hours, Doc came back in and cheked. HOLY MOLY, I was fully dilated and ready to go. At some point that I don't recall, the midwives got switched again and I had my girl from the day before. This woman meant business. She started having me do "practice pushes" (not really sure what the difference was because those pushes turned in to real pushes). I was so excited that we were going to meet our little boy soon!
baby H's head was turned to the side so they had me sit like this in hoped he would turn it the right way but it didn't work...
After pushing what seemed like forever, Doc said that I wasn't making much progress because of the turned head situation. Darn that naughty boy! He asked if it would be okay for him to use a vontouse (a vacuum device) to help baby turn his head so he could come out. Heck ya he could! I was so tired, I didn't know how I was funcionting. After he hooked that thing on to baby's head, Hudson was out within minutes! I remember Hudson crying before he was all the way out of me.
Hudson Davis Meise
October 6, 2013
Mummy and Hudson meeting for the first time
fresh out of the womb
back in mummy's arms where he belongs
Quickly after he was born we were moved down in to our recovery room. We even got upgraded to a suite with an extra bed and lots more space. It was lovely. I got to finally eat again and we were just one big happy family. Life couldn't get any better.
the best day of my life
Until next time...