If you’re on the lookout for positive birth stories, this has got to be up there. Abbigail should be the poster girl for childbirth. Seriously, she loved her labour and she says it herself, it was that good she’d do it all again in a heartbeat…haha! I’m still not over mine 16 months later. Good for you, Abbigail! And thank you for sharing your wonderful story, helping to increase the number of positive birth stories! xxx
Positive Birth Stories – Abbigail’s great labour!
My beautiful son, Mason James Connery, was born on the 25 July 2013 at 9:40pm in Edinburgh Royal Infirmary Birthing Centre, weighing 7 lbs 2.
His arrival came as a bit of a surprise as he was born at 37+6. I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the loo, nothing unusual being pregnant, but on my way there I heard a little pop then a small gush of water. Being my first I didn’t know if it was my waters or if I had wet myself!
I told my partner who rolled over and said I was overreacting and panicking as I’m a nurse and I should go back to sleep. I contacted the hospital who advised me to go to triage for a check up. It took me from 3am – 6am to convinced my partner to take me, and on the way there he stopped at McDonalds as he said he didn’t know when he would be able to eat next. Typical man!
When I eventually got to hospital it was confirmed that my waters had indeed gone and I was to be induced at 9 am the next day. On the way home I began getting stomach cramps but managed to get a little sleep. I woke up about 12 with a bit more intense pain but sat with a hot water bottle, which eased it.
Around 3pm I took a bath and tried to relax. I then realised I was in established labour. I contacted the hospital who told me to wait till my contractions were 3-4 mins apart. I was in and out of the bath, pacing up and down. The poor dog looked worried.
Around 8:30pm I couldn’t take the pain anymore so my partner took me to hospital. It felt like the longest journey in the world; puffing and panting, moaning and whining. I had to lie on my side as I couldn’t sit. At one point I was nearly out the window during a contraction! On arrival to the hospital my partner dropped me at the doors of triage as I couldn’t walk from the car park. I waddled into triage, threw my flip flops at the receptionist who shouted the midwife, obviously seeing how in pain I was.
Luckily it was the same midwife from the night before. She whipped my trousers off and told me my baby had loads of hair!
“WHAT?!” I screamed. She said I was 9 cm and the baby was nearly here. My parter arrived at the door after parking the car and was shocked at how fast things were moving, seeing me being wheeled on a trolly to the birth centre. I was shouting for pain relief but it was all too late. I asked to have him in the pool but again there was not enough time. I threw myself on all fours on to a bean bag on the floor and began to push.
It took me from 9:05pm, when I arrived at the hospital, until 9:40pm when my beautiful son was born. I lifted him up between my legs and held him. I could not belive I’d done it. It was that quick my partner didn’t even get a shot of the gas and air!
My labour was that good I’d do it all again in a heartbeat if my partner would let me! Mason will be 5 months on Christmas Day and is doing fab. I love being a mummy. It’s the best thing I’ve ever done and I can’t wait to have a little brother or sister for Mason!
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