Ok so you may be thinking ''What on earth is happening with Lisa?''
Well this happened-
On the 15th October, my lovely Midwife Janice came to do the Membrane sweep .
I did warn and remind my husband that in previous pregnancy's we have had our baby within 24hrs of having a sweep but because we had gone over a week and already tried everything else he was left feeling a little deflated .
I went to the toilet on that afternoon finding that the sweep had worked and I was losing what is called the plug which looks a slightly bloody mucus discharge and the rush of excitement and worry quickly kicked in.
I told John to get some sleep, it was going to be a busy time ahead, I could just feel it was all about to start and wanted a good night sleep ready for all the hard work we were due to endure.
I told him we were going to be awaken at 6am and our baby would be here by 11am and I was not that far from being wrong.
At 6am exactly I woke with a sharp pain in my back and they carried on every 3 minutes until I realised that they were the start of labour just half an hour later.
I woke my husband and told the children to get ready and it all became a little bit of a flap .
We dropped the children of at their Nans and shot straight of to the hospital but on getting there they told me I was only 2cm dilated and I had to go home .
I felt totally gutted. I had been getting the pains regular and all the worry through the pregnancy made me feel a little eager getting to the hospital so early on in the labour .
I packed up my stuff, put my coat back on and made my way towards the exit but on the way out things kind of went rather quickly .
By the time I had walked out of the room , the pains became intolerable. I was in tears but hearing that I was only 2cm dilated made me just feel a little emotional and so I told myself I had a long way to go and the doctors know I am not ready or in full blown labour yet and made my way to the exit of the Hospital where we rang our parents to let them know what was happening and see that our other children were all ok.
Whilst my husband was on the phone to my Mother in law I was getting very strong contractions and turned to him and said that I wanted to go back up to the ward , there was no way I would of made it home and I really did not care that they may turn me away again. I knew my body was nearly ready and slowly but as quick as we could we made it back to the ward where one of the midwives saw us and said that we did not look like we would be long and she would get our Assigned midwife back to us straight away.
I was examined straight away and it seems I had gone straight to 8cm in less than half hour of leaving the room previously and so on reading my notes, the pool was filled and with hubby on one side and midwife on the other, I was shuffled towards the Cathedral suite where on arrival we found someone had emptied our pool and the midwife and hubby had to fumble around to try refill it as I scurried along the floor in discomfort wondering if I was about to have my baby on the floor beside the pool before they had chance to refill it again.
Eventually the pool was ready and I got my Birthing Nighty on and crawled in as soon as I could.
The instant relief felt so great.
The pains were lifted instantly but although the midwife said the gas and air worked my husband and I are still unconvinced .
The pains got stronger and I became more uncomfortable but not being used to having so much room to move around in the pool due to having my other babies in smaller pools I struggled to get into a position where I was able to push easily and my hip kept on dislocating so I was in even more pain than needed .
The midwife and my husband decided it was best for me and baby to get out and get onto the bed .
She seemed a little worried as his heart rate seemed to dip a little and I was becoming a little tired and panicking a little .
Honestly , the image I have of me trying to climb out of the pool headfirst is something that will stick with me for life now. I just remember my husband behind me almost in the wheelbarrow position and midwife in front saying
''You need to go feet first , you cant get out head first down the stairs ''.
It was the only way I felt comfortable getting out and as they literally nearly carried me to the bed in hope I did not deliver on the way they dried me of and I noticed the bed had been raised to a level not even the Green giant could reach so in my moment of pain I raised my concerns about my shortness in joke to lighten the situation and my mood .
Nothing wrong with trying to laugh through labour is there , well that is always my husbands aim .
After getting onto the bed, changing out of my wet clothes (which I was not happy about due to the fact all of my babies were born with me wearing the same nighty) and propping my leg up to ease my hip from dislocating, the pushing soon occurred.
It was not long at all before Our little boy was making his appearance and he popped his head out and the room went suddenly calm.
For a full 5 minutes, our little boy decided to just sit there , look at the world and blow bubbles. The midwife was amazed at how he looked so comfortable and she kept telling me he was trying to to cry but blowing bubbles and taking it all in. It was the first time John got to see the whole thing from that position and he was in total amazement at the whole thing.
Eventually after we realised that we could not keep him like that any longer I was told to give it one more push but I could not feel any more contractions or pressure so I had to force the last push with no help from contractions and he was soon there on my chest .
John cut his cord and we realised how lovely and healthy it looked .
Me and my husband literally burst into blubbery tears, I remember crying with my others but this time it felt so different. I felt so much more emotional, relief , happiness and love and after 9 months it seemed to be all over in a flash.
Welcome to the world-
Joshua Michael Prince
Born 16th October 2015
TIME - 12:07PM
Weighing 7lb 2oz
So my birthing plan did not go to plan , no water birth this time around but he arrived safely and that is all that matters.
My timing was pretty accurate , I said labour would start at 6am and it did and I said he would be here by 11am and he arrived a little later at 12:07pm so only one hour later than I expected.
We snuggled our newborn , received my injection to help birth my placenta, gave our son his Vitamin K , and cradled him while the midwife tried to clean me up and check baby had all fingers and toes.
Within an hour I was enjoying a shower and cup of tea and within 6 hours we were on our way home.
Looking back now , I feel a little saddened that the whole pregnancy is now finished with but I have to admit , I am so pleased it is finally over with. No more sickness, pain or in my case the worry of everything .
Finally I can relax with my baby knowing he is here and safe now and before anyone asks
''Yes , this is my last!''
Although I did not exactly enjoy my pregnancy , the outcome is amazing , it truly makes you realise how lucky we are to be able to have yet another child .
I would just like to thank each and every one of you for all the amazing responses and support I have received throughout this whole 9 month . From announcement of finding out to now you have all been so helpful and I am greatful to have had you all to share this experience with.