This birth story from Becky at 3 Princess and 1 Dude, is mint! One of the worst bits about labour for me was having to drive for 20 mins to the hospital to be checked (and we made the journey 3 times in total, so that was 6 20 minute trips), I found it so painful! Imagine sitting down and all the pain stopping? That would be amazing! I wouldn’t get up again. Haha! But her labour signs were so confusing.
For poor Becky it did cause a lot of bother because she had no idea if she was in labour or not! It’s a whirlwind at the end so hold onto your hats…
Becky’s Confusing Labour Signs
I have decided to share my story of Elsie’s birth as out of all 4 of my very straightforward and quite ‘normal and easy’ births, hers was a) the most recent and b) the most awkward (if I can call it that!!).
Now, from the minute we knew we were having another baby (a happy surprise, and our 3rd in 3 years!), everyone, including myself and the midwife, thought ohh this one will be early…Ellie was 4 days early, Jenson 7 days early and Evie 10 days early. I was expecting to give birth around 2 weeks earlier if past records were anything to go by!
Imagine my delight, when at 37w and 2 days, after months of suffering SPD, I got some labour signs?! I started with contractions around every 45 minutes and while they were not painful, I left them to run their course. Meanwhile I was preparing our bags and getting everything ready to pack the monsters off to Nanny’s! 3 hours later, contractions still every 30-45 minutes, I got into bed for the night expecting to be up early hours of the morning in a more established labour…I woke up next morning at 7am…the contractions were all fake my ‘labour signs’ had stopped!
These confusing labour signs continued for the next 3 weeks. Yep, my darling Elsie was late. 2 days LATE after everyone kept telling me she would be early!!!! Sometimes these ‘labour signs’ came every 10 minutes for a whole afternoon and then they would just stop.
When I started getting contractions every 15/20 minutes on the morning of 28th October, I ignored them – these labour signs weren’t fooling me this time! At 7:45am I went about preparing school lunches, etc. for the day. The contractions were every 5 minutes and actually quite painful. This was it, 2 days after her due date we were about to meet our newest princess.
Dean rang his boss to tell him he wouldn’t be in work and I sat down to rest. And that was that. They stopped! No contractions for me…I sat and sulked for half an hour then went about getting the kids dressed and waving Ellie off to school. Dean was umming and ahhing about whether to go into work. I wandered upstairs to get the clothes for the day and the contractions started! They were every 3-5 minutes as I pottered about upstairs getting myself dressed and ready and finding clothes for the kids. I got downstairs, sat down, rang Dean, rang my Mum who also sat umming and aching, and they stopped again!!
The only thought I had at this point was it can’t be real labour signs, real contractions dont just stop! This continued for the next hour, when I was up and about the contractions heavy and strong. When I was sat down nothing, not a thing! So, I didn’t ring the hospital…we went about our day, Dean staying off work just in case. We drove into town and I stayed in the car whilst Dean popped into the bank then we drove to my mum’s. 45 minutes later and no contractions at all. When I got to my mum’s house contractions were in full swing as I walked from the car..I sat on mums sofa, crying. Why was this pregnancy so awkward I just want to have my baby and these stupid Braxton Hicks were pissing me off…BIG TIME!
I stood up to go and get something. Oh, and would you believe it? A contraction…A BIG ONE!
Mum looked at me, “Ring the hospital just see what they say.” I took the phone and wandered into another room…another (strong) contraction…dialled the hospital and started talking…(another contraction)…continued talking…(another contraction)…I could hear the panic in the midwifes voice as she explained to me to get to hospital ASAP (a 30 minute drive in good traffic) and if I needed to then we would have to pull over and ring an ambulance.
These contractions where coming fast and strong as I wandered around the room talking to the lovely midwife over the phone, and as I started panicking to my mum and Dean! (And my poor Step Dad, Chris, who I’m sure wondered what the hell had gotten into me!)
With heavy and fast contractions we set off in the car, and low and behold the bloody things stop! Not 1 contraction the whole 30 minute drive. They were going to send me home, I just knew it! I stepped out the car and hadn’t been on my feet for 30 seconds before a wave of contractions hit me, every 1/2 minutes as we walked across the car park and made our way to labour ward!
We got to labour ward and they asked me to get on the bed. Well, they are just going to stop, aren’t they? So I refused gas and air but the midwife MADE me take it so I begrudgingly did!
I climbed on the bed at 11.52 and 12.01 Elsie was in my arms! My ‘this isn’t labour’ labour was over and I’d been in the hospital less than 15 minutes! Thank God my mum made me ring them or else we would have been having a baby in the car…or her house!!
That it that my birth story, no scary labour signs, no scary pains, no scary situations just a rather FAST birth!
Did you have funny labour signs? Were you unsure you had gone into labour or not?! Do share!