28th March
I had my stretch and sweep, 2cm dilated and fully effaced, which set off contractions but as usual, nothing came of it. All day Monday nothing exciting happened, and Mummy Bear was getting very frustrated.
29th March
10am - I was stood washing up and felt a trickle. Though Baby Bear had done his usual and stomped on my bladder so I ran to the loo and my pad was wet with pink fluid. Hmm, more show?
12am - Went shopping with Nanny Bear, thought if it was my waters then walking around would break them properly, but no. Damp pad, not wet. grrr.
5pm - had small trickles all day, assumed it was wee until I walked the dog for an hour, came home and was absolutely soaked through. Phoned maternity who told me to come straight in. Getting nervous now, as if it was wee this was humiliating. Went in and had it confimed that it was indeed my waters, they'd been leaking all day and I had until 9am the next morning to go into labour before they'd induce me.
OH MY GOD I WAS GOING TO HAVE A BABY!!!!
But I'd still had no contractions, so I just accepted that I'd have to be induced, had a nice long hot bath, a lovely dinner and a tiny glass of wine, before lots of cuddles with Daddy Bear and went to bed early.
30th March
3am - awoke with a nasty pain in my tummy - thought I needed a poo so I got up and got about half way across the room before I felt the rest of my waters gush out. Wide eyed and giggling because I didn't think it was going to happen I waddled to get a towel and made a nappy with it. Daddy Bear came in from the living room, hearing me move around and I told him I thought I was going into labour. But first I really needed the toilet. I contracted twice on the way to the loo, and panicked a bit. They were already five minutes apart, and painful. I got dressed, had a slice of toast and phoned my mum because they were already so painful I couldn't walk or talk through them. I gave maternity a ring, and contracted twice during the five minute call, so they told me to come straight in.
4.15am - My mum arrived and helped me get my things together, Daddy Bear was grabbing things that I thought of , whilst I panicked.
4.45am - The car ride to the hospital was absolutely horrendous, I felt like I needed to push with each contraction, it was painful but bearable. I contracted every two minutes, which made the corridor to maternity seem a mile long but eventually I got there and was put straight into a bed. I tried to tell her what had happened but I couldn't, so midwife examined me... 10cms and ready to push him out!!!
So I had Daddy Bear on one side and my mum on the other, the midwife stood out of the way and let me follow my instincts. So I pushed for around 50 mins, and he came out eyes open making noises at 5.59am, put straight onto my chest. I've never felt anything like it, the overwhelming joy as my baby boy was put into my arms. Everybody cried, it was beautiful and natural, no painkillers but I did tear so needed a fair few stitches. It was a dream labour, I couldn't have imagined anything better and would do it again in a second.
He's a fussy feeder but I'm trying not to give up breast feeding, am so tired but he's so worth it.
I barely get a second between feeding, visitors and cuddles, so I'll update again when I can!!
Loving every moment with our beautiful Baby Bear
xxx
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