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Jack’s Journey
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Well it all started Sunday morning when I woke up feeling less than okay. Cramping up and generally feeling unwell. We had been to Dan and Becks engagement party the night before and we left pretty early because I was feeling cold and tired.
So up we got at 3am and sat in the loungroom together watching some telly timing the pains and getting excited that this time this really might be it. By the stage we were already 2 days overdue and getting rather impatient for the babies arrival.
The pains increased and were really regular so we called mum who lives in Hervey Bay and told her we were on our way to her place. Safer than being at home and having to travel to the next town should the contractions happen to get more intense quickly.

We sat around at mums and had some breakfast and I walked and walked and walked the deck and house wearing a hole in the floor so it seemed at times and then finally got Jai to take me into the hospital at around 9am to get checked out. And like Joseph and Mary there is no room at the inn and I am put in the waiting room while they try and find me a bed. Just typical hospitals here.

Because my waters had not broken they hooked me up to a trace and checked me and the baby and we were both doing ok so they sent me home to wait until my waters had broken. So off home we went feeling rather dissapointed and anxious and very very sleepy.

Back out at mum and dads place, they have 5 acres so plenty of room for a preggas girl to waddle about, I did just that. Waddled about. I walked through the orchards and checked out the fruit trees, stood around the dams eyeing off the ducks wishing that I had brought down the gun since they have been chewing everything out, and even picked 2 bags of oranges to pass the time.

Walked around and around for what seemed like ages, well it was ages, watched part of a movie but decided sitting wasnt helping so continued to do laps about the place. Finally I was so exhausted and feeling kinda dizzy so I went inside to lay down on dads recliner and thats when it happened. I yelled out to mum thinking I had pee'd myself but when she helped me up it just kept going so we grabbed the bags yet again, unplugged the camera's from the charges and everyone helped me into the car which was not easy as I felt like I was losing total control of and pee'ing everywhere, it really is the oddest sensation, oh the joys of pregnancy.
So we get to the hospital and Jai drops me at the front door looking my glamourous best with my slippers on, a brown stretchy dress and a wad of towels placed you know where I get into a wheelchair and mum pushes me into maternity....where's back !!!

They hook me back up again and baby is happy as usual, mummy ofcourse is rather nervous and excited all at the same time. Mum and Dad and Jai are all looking at me with mixed looks of worry and expectation. We are all very much on edge wondering...what next?
As the day progresses, and slowly I might add my contractions slowed and I managed to get some rest and then later that night they sent Jai home, we were both exhausted and definately dissapointed that our little one hadnt decided to show up just yet.

I woke up in the middle of the night with intense pain and wandered up the hallway of the hospital to get some ice and noticed all these other labouring woman in their rooms with their spouses and was really taken aback because Jai had been sent home. I sat in my little cubicle and continued to labour for 3 hours with midwifes checking on me here and there until eventually after gripping the end of my bed in agony I couldnt bare it any longer and begged the midwife to call Jai so I had some support. At 5am Jai tore into my room with a worried look on his face and I just collapsed into him glad to see a familiar face and have someone to hold my hand and say it was going to be ok.
Mid morning they took me into the Birthing suite and Mum and Dad arrived, dad was on his way to work but my mum stayed put. I dont think she aticipated having to be there the whole day but once she was there I wasnt letting either her or Jai out of my sight.
The hours progressed and contractions grew and grew and mid afternoon I took the morphene shot to the leg. I really dont think it did allot more than take the edge off. I was still in a hell of allot of pain. I thought during my labour that I would be the sort to try out the positions and move about allot but I just couldnt bare to move and spent most of the time sitting or laying about.

Our baby started to fall asleep in the afternoon due to the fact I hadnt eaten anything so they got me to down a stack of green cordial to increase my blood sugars so he would wake up and keep labour going. But unfortunately after about 3 jugs of icy green crap and just one suck on the gas I power spewed the lot across the room with what Jai describes as something out of The Excercist movie.
My dad came in at one stage but couldnt stay for long. All I heard was him wimpering and crying in the corner, I cant imagine what it would be like to see your child in so much pain. He stayed and told me he loved me and left. Mum was still there strong as ever.
Finally when the doctor said I was allowed to push at around 2:30pm and beleive me I was more than ready having wanted to push atleast an hour before hand and having to stop myself I gave it all I had and then some. Its true that no-one can describe the pain and overwhelming animalistic urge to get that baby out. Even when you have nothing left you somehow find another pocket of energy wether it be out of strength or simply utter desperation to have the whole thing over with I just kept going and pushed and pushed for 3 long hours. I remember at around 2 hours begging the Doctor to take the baby out crying that I had nothing left, and towards the end was passing out in between contractions. Eventually the doctors decided that our little one was stuck. I was devistated. After all that pushing the baby was only half way down and showing no signs of budging so they were going to go in after him. A C section was one of my worst fears but at this stage I had had enough and count care less. The doctors opted for a forcep delivery which scared the crap out of all of us since all the horror stories we have been told from them and the Doctors gave me a spinal tap incase I had to be rushed into theatre for a C section in the end.
All I remember is the room filling up with people. All of a sudden I had 2 or 3midwives, anathasist, 2 doctors a specialist from Melbourne and Jai and Mum and they kept asking if they could bring the trainee doctors in to observe. I continued to scream NOO !!! this wasnt a circus....fuck off.
I can handle the contractions to a point but the forcepts would have to be the worst pain I have ever felt. After 2 or 3 tries though and some blood curdling screams from yours truly out came our baby.
The doctor layed him on my chest and Jai and I and mum just sobbed and sobbed. We decided we wanted to be the ones to see what sex our baby was so when I realised this was it I lifted the tiny little legs and cried...
ITS A BOY..Jai you have a son.



We cried and cried as our little man was taken away and weighed and checked and Jai cut his cord and brought him back over to me.

Dad was back at the hospital in a heartbeat thrilled to bits to have his first grandchild and also that we had named him after my dad.


Jack Anthony Stubbs weighed in at a hefty 9lb 2oz no wonder he got stuck and was absolutely perfect regardless of his forcep battle wounds.
So after 39 hours we finally have a son.

The first couple of days in the hospital are a blur of visitors, doctors, screaming babies in the next cubicles and cramped quarters.



I was so proud to take Jack home on the Friday. We got a clean bill of health from the Doctors and rushed out of there as quick as we could. I have never seen Jai drive more tentavily home than he did that day. You really couldnt get a prouder dad if you tried.

Mum stayed with us on the first night which was a blessing because he was a little horror on night one but since has settled into a routine and has his mummy and daddy firmy wrapped around his little finger.
At one week old I got my first baby shower at around midnight, Jai and I were up feeding and changing him when he pee'd all over me, not once but twice. And he looked rather chuffed about it too I might add. Jai laughed himself stupid as we realised it was all over the floor, my slippers, jumper and through my shirt....niiiice. But I have the last laugh because as I just wrote that paragraph Jack just spewed all over Jai..heheh..thats my boy 
As each day goes by I grow more and more inlove with our son. I am already amazed looking back at his newborn photos just how much he has grown in 9 days. Time really does pass you by so I am lapping this time up as much as I can.

Jai is off back to work next week so Jack is getting as much daddy time as he can muster.
Enjoy the photos I have posted hopefully this blog keeps everyone updated as I have had so many questions about the labour etc so figured this was the easiest way to get it out there rather than tell my story again and again.
Well I had better get off this computer and delve back into Mummy Land. Washing to do, clothes to fold, baby to spoil. You know how it goes....

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