I love being a mother to my little baby boy whom we have named Kien, meaning knowledge. He has been so laid back while I fumble around trying to learn what to do. I guess we learn how to adapt in this brave new world together. Dressing him has been interesting. His clothes don't fit him yet since he is so little, so he wriggles out of everything.
I can't believe this time yesterday we were on our way to Auckland Hospital in anticipation of an imminent delivery. Now I am at Birthcare basking in the afterglow of having gone through one of the most traumatising experiences imaginable.
The adventure went like this:
3am - woke up to find membranes had ruptured.
8am - the show.
3:30pm - went to Birthcare and spent 45 mins monitoring baby's heart rate and my contractions - or rather lack thereof. Midwife advised that if contractions do not come more regularly by 7:30pm there was a good possibility of having to be induced.
7pm - midwife called, Dr wants me to go to hospital for monitoring and antibiotics.
8pm - good contractions.
11:30pm - 5cm dilated. Contractions much more powerful.
midnight to 2am - contractions very strong and painful - at that time I rated the pain at 8 out of 10.
2am - still only 5cm dilated, meaning it induction time. Dr said once the medication kicks in the contractions are going be much stronger, and was happy to give me an epidural. At this point I really debated whether to just take this pain relief option. I was tittering on the edge...
2:15am - Induction medication provided intravenously. Contractions immediately became so rapid and so intense; midwife offered entonox which I immediately accepted and proceeded to inhale like it was going out of fashion. The next 41 minutes played out like a lucid dream. If at 2am I rated the pain at 8/10 then I didn't know what pain really meant. I moaned so loudly I'm sure the entire ward could hear it.
When they took the entonox away and told me to start pushing I thought I was going to die.
2:56am - as soon as that baby came out the relief was instantaneous. He wailed gently, and Jef was offered the scissors and cut the cord. I then held him against my body. He was small, warm and soft.
His birth weight was 2.865kg or 6 pounds & 5 ounces, and his length was 48cm.
Our baby boy has finally arrived into the world. We have yet to name him, and will do so very soon.
Scan today went swimmingly. The baby has grown from estimated weight of 2.65kg a couple of weeks ago to 3.16kg today. This is such good news as we have been monitoring the baby's growth since it was a little on the small side. I am very pleased with myself for keeping up with eating every 2-3 hours. This has been a very difficult exercise since that constant feeling of fullness is so overwhelming, and the heart burn doesn't help with the appetite either.
So the baby has dropped and now in a good position to go into labour. All that needs to happen now is to actually go into labour!
I'm now 38 weeks and 3 days with child and feeling over ripe. Come on baby, it must be mighty cramped inside this womb of mine and its time to get out of there!
Baby has been particularly active in the last couple of days; wriggling around, legs and arms and body vigorously pushing my inner cavity wall. Braxton Hicks have been strong too, which fools me into thinking that each big one is the real one (it kind of sounds like dialog from a seismologist).
Yesterday I saw one of my midwives at Birthcare and we discussed a birthing plan. The ideal scenario is this: 27th Dec 19:00 - the show 28th Dec 07:00 - waters break, and soon after the latent phase of labour 15:00 - active labour phase, off to Birthcare and into the spa 21:00 - transition to second stage of labour 22:00 - baby pops out 22:15 - placenta is expelled 23:00 - feed baby 23:30 - feed myself!
Of course the birth plan that the midwife put together looks nothing like the aforementioned. In fact the only word that appears both in my scenario and the birth plan is "water". I have now been informed I cannot actually deliver in the water if I choose to have the umbilical cord blood collected for stem cells banking. So I'm already on plan B before the whole thing has even begun.
Today I went to a morning tea at Birthcare and met some mothers who have just had their babies. It was very nice to have heard 3 stories of babies coming on time and pretty much according to plan. That gives me a certain level of comfort. Now I need to run off to a homeopath and get some remedies that will help with delivery on or close to the due date.