We did this
Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2019 10:40 pm
Well, to be honest, my contribution was completed about 9 months ago.
So, the other half developed gestational diabetes, so they said as they never let GD babies go full term that they'd be inducing her sometime in week 38-39.
Went in on Monday and she was induced late in the evening. 4 gels/tablets and 2 days later and she'd finally started to move on, so yesterday they moved us to a lovely delivery room, and an amazing midwife joined us. They were just able to break her waters and put her on oxytocin to bring on the contractions. Around midnight the anaesthetist came and did the epidural which settled her right down and allowed her to get a bit of sleep overnight whilst the contractions went on. Today, after a little distress for the baby, and with a lack of progress from the O/H they said we need to go c-section to get him out quickly. 30 minutes later he was in my arms whilst the O/H was being closed up again.
Words will never be enough to describe the wave of emotions of seeing your son for the first time whilst he's held aloft over the sheet in the operating theatre, whilst hearing him cry into the crowded room as he takes his first breathes. But what will really stay with me forever is the O/H bursting into floods of tears of pure joy the very second she saw him. Quite incredible.
He is utterly perfect. He smiles, he holds my finger, and he's the most placid little chap I've ever encountered. Other than the natural first breath cries and the bit of a moan when he had his first injection he's not uttered a cry at all. He gurgles a bit, he feeds and he loves a cuddle. Couldn't ask for any more.
Finally, it's the NHS. Yes, I know we all know it's great, but we received nothing but smiles and support and encouragement, even whilst I was asking stupid questions, or the O/H was asking them to repeat what they said for the third time and slowly, because her English isn't perfect. And seeing them flock and organise like a well practiced orchestra when we needed to have him whipped out quickly was humbling.
This is our son, Noah.
And now I need to sleep.
So, the other half developed gestational diabetes, so they said as they never let GD babies go full term that they'd be inducing her sometime in week 38-39.
Went in on Monday and she was induced late in the evening. 4 gels/tablets and 2 days later and she'd finally started to move on, so yesterday they moved us to a lovely delivery room, and an amazing midwife joined us. They were just able to break her waters and put her on oxytocin to bring on the contractions. Around midnight the anaesthetist came and did the epidural which settled her right down and allowed her to get a bit of sleep overnight whilst the contractions went on. Today, after a little distress for the baby, and with a lack of progress from the O/H they said we need to go c-section to get him out quickly. 30 minutes later he was in my arms whilst the O/H was being closed up again.
Words will never be enough to describe the wave of emotions of seeing your son for the first time whilst he's held aloft over the sheet in the operating theatre, whilst hearing him cry into the crowded room as he takes his first breathes. But what will really stay with me forever is the O/H bursting into floods of tears of pure joy the very second she saw him. Quite incredible.
He is utterly perfect. He smiles, he holds my finger, and he's the most placid little chap I've ever encountered. Other than the natural first breath cries and the bit of a moan when he had his first injection he's not uttered a cry at all. He gurgles a bit, he feeds and he loves a cuddle. Couldn't ask for any more.
Finally, it's the NHS. Yes, I know we all know it's great, but we received nothing but smiles and support and encouragement, even whilst I was asking stupid questions, or the O/H was asking them to repeat what they said for the third time and slowly, because her English isn't perfect. And seeing them flock and organise like a well practiced orchestra when we needed to have him whipped out quickly was humbling.
This is our son, Noah.
And now I need to sleep.