I must say I love a good birth story, but admittedly they can get a bit lengthy so I’ll make it as quick as I can!
As many of you would know I was always going to have a planned Caesarean. Having had a traumatic and complicated birth with Annabelle, so I really wanted to have a say in how this birth went. I wanted to feel more in control and I was determined to have the empowering and beautiful birth I always dreamt of…!
Leading up to my due date, I was a little scared that I would go into labour before I got to my scheduled surgery date. However, within the last few weeks it became clear that yet again there was little chance I would ever be able to birth naturally.
Then around the 36 mark, my OBGYN noticed during a scan that my little babe seemed a bit on the smaller side (hard to believe I know since I looked huge). This was monitored over the next two weeks very closely and it appeared that her growth had in fact slowed down.
At my 38 week appointment, after mentioning a decrease in foetal movement and again a concerning scan showing she was below the 10th percentile, the decision was made to get her out. That was at 4pm on a Tuesday afternoon and I was to come into hospital for surgery the next day at 7am!
I rocked up that next morning and got suited up for surgery! It honestly didn’t even feel real, as it all happened so fast! Literally once having my spinal administered I was flat on the table in seconds and they were cutting me open. Another 10-15 minutes and she was here!
During the surgery I felt a little sick from the spinal and had to have a few injections to counter the nauseous feeling. It also meant when they asked if I wanted them to drop the sheet to see her coming out I instantly declined in fear I’d vomit from all the blood (blood makes me feel sick on a good day ha). But it was only a few more moments before they brought her around and placed her on me and I got to meet my gorgeous little babe – cue emotional waterfall of tears!
They then rugged her up and did all her weighing, testing and scoring while I was stitched back up and wheeled into recovery. From the moment I walked into surgery to then being moved to recovery was honestly less than an hour. I actually think I’ve waited in the McDonalds waiting bay longer – it was all over so quick!
Then my little babe was brought over for some skin-to-skin time and latched to my boob like a champ so we headed back to our room!
As the spinal takes some time to wear off I was feeling pretty good, no pain yet, so we had Annabelle come visit as soon as we got back to the room! She instantly fell in love with her sister and bounded over to her dad for cuddles and kisses with her without any hesitation!
Once it hit about 12pm, the spinal began to wear off and I had to have some pretty heavy pain medication to keep the pain at bay, meaning I was pretty out of it and needed some sleep!
However, I was also determined this time to try and get up and moving as quick as possible but it appeared to be a bit harder than I’d hoped. It took me three attempts over the next 6 hours to finally make it out of bed. But once I did I felt worlds better (that might have been the shower haha).
It also helped that I had amazing care from some amazing midwives who were really helpful and understanding, something that I think is crucial to a quick recovery! It can be really daunting having to someone see you in such a vulnerable state, where you bleeding all over the place, boobs are hanging out to feed and you can’t even sit yourself up!
The night was a bit of a blur, between the Endone and the feeding but come the next day I was feeling good and up and walking around. I had a good long hot shower and a walk around the hospital grounds (which is actually really depressing because everyone sick or smoking) and I decided then that it was time for me to leave!
I must admit, as amazing as all the doctors and midwives on my ward were, I hate hospitals and I needed to get home before going crazy. It was so hot on my ward and the food is so shit! By 5pm, we both had clearance to head home! So with a bag full of pills and a tiny new baby in hand we headed of for our abode as a family of four!
So I know it may not be the most exciting birth story, but I couldn’t be happier with how it went! It was nice to end our baby making on a high note, rather than the haunting memories of my first birth! I cannot believe how different it was from having an emergency Caesarean and recovery has been a dream compared to last time!
So happy our littlest babe is finally here, and our family is now complete!
Welcome to the world, Theodora Mae White!