I’m so overly excited to finally be able to write this! On Monday 13th August at 01:42am me and Malik welcomed our gorgeous little girl into the world two weeks early. The last nine months of pregnancy have been a mixture of emotions. It’s been hard at times but it’s also been the most amazing journey and growing our little girl has been the greatest gift of all!
The last couple weeks of my pregnancy were emotionally and physically challenging. I’d been experiencing intense Braxton Hicks and had so many close false alarms. Throughout my entire pregnancy I was having regular growth scans also as she was measuring smaller than she should have been. At thirty six weeks I had a scan and she was measuring a lot smaller than she should have. I was sent to triage where I was awaiting a doctors opinion on what should happen. As I wasn’t “full term” yet they decided to not induce me at that point but instead book another growth scan for thirty eight weeks to see if she had grown anymore. So I waited patiently until then. (Well I tried)
On Sunday August 12th I woke up with really intense Braxton Hicks, more than I had ever felt before and period pain sort of cramps. I called my midwife for advice and she said it would be good to get things checked over. I’d been to the hospital so many times before that I could do it with my eyes closed so I didn’t rush there. I got ready had something to eat and headed off.
We arrived at the hospital at around 13:00pm. Once we got there, I was taken to a side room where I was put on the monitor and had the usual checks. The midwives said they were going to get the doctor on shift to come and see me, which she did. I was meant to be having my growth scan on the coming Tuesday so the doctor just moved it forward. When I had the scan they saw that she hadn’t grown in the last two weeks so they were going to induce me. Once I was back on the ward the doctor decided to do a stretch and sweep (which isn’t as bad as everyone makes it out to be) Luckily I was already two cm so I only needed the six hour pessary to induce me to hopefully bring my labour on and for my waters to break naturally.
Me and Malik decided to go for a walk and call our families to let them know what was happening. Everyone was so excited and couldn’t quite believe that our little girl would soon be here. We seemed to walk around the hospital for hours until we went back up to the ward.
Once we were back upstairs at around 19:00pm my midwife induced me by putting the pessary in and put me back on the monitor. At this point it was all becoming so real and the nerves that in the space of twenty four hours I was going to become a mum. Malik quickly went home to shower and get a few things for himself as we both weren’t really prepared that we were having a baby today. He left to go home at around 20:30pm and was gone for only an hour. In that space I was getting agonising contractions whilst being on my own in the ward room. I was beginning to cry as it was extremely painful. I was trying everything I had learnt in my yoga and hypnobirthing to get me through the first stages of labour. I went on the birthing ball and was bouncing in between contractions. Luckily at 21:30 Malik came back and was comforting me with the pain.
Everything moved pretty quickly then and before I knew it I was getting moved up to delivery suite and my mum was on her way. I tried my best to walk to delivery suite but I had to stop a couple of times to breath out my contractions that were getting more intense. Once we got to the room in which I was going to deliver, I set up my speaker and put on my music. Although Mal decided to change it to the greatest showman sound track on after only being in the room for ten minutes.
Once we were there my midwife got me some oils to smell to help relax and calm me, and stuck them onto my top. I sat on the birthing ball and Malik massaged the same oils into the bottom of my back. This part of my labour I can’t remember to be very painful, just relaxing and everyone laughing and joking with each other.
At around 12:30am, my midwife asked if she could examine me to see how many cm I now was, as I was only three cm my midwife said she was going to break my water to speed up my labour. I was pretty nervous about this but knew it had to be done. She offered me gas and air but I said no and just squeezed Malik’s hand instead.
It was the strangest feeling when they broke. I always imagined it to be like the films and huge dramatic gush like they all get in the middle of the shops, but instead I just felt like I’d spilt a hot drink all over my lap.
Things happened so fast after this and most of it became a blur. All I really remember is having my contractions go from the pain scale of a three to a ten in the space of about ten minutes. At around 1:30am I instinctually got up onto all fours and screamed that I needed to push. At this point I began pushing and had no idea how I knew what I was doing it’s like my body was made for it and I knew what I had to do to get my baby here safely. I began pushing and Malik and my mum said that they could see her head.
My midwife was telling my to do little pushes when having contractions. My mum and Malik were holding my hands and another midwife was filming it for me so that I had the memory forever.
Within twelve minutes and 4 pushes we welcomed our little girl into the world at 1:42am on Monday 13th August 2018. It was the most incredible thing I have ever done and I have never in my whole entire life felt love like this before! She is perfect in every single way and I couldn’t be more proud to call her my daughter.
This is only the beginning of our journey together, and I couldn’t be more excited to watch you grow and teach you everything that she will ever need in life!
A huge thank you is needed for everyone that helped me throughout my entire pregnancy, labour and birth. Gloucestershire Royal Hospital were absolutely amazing and I couldn’t thank everyone enough!