A labour of love: Double trouble for mum
A labour of love
At 38 weeks pregnant with twins, I was feeling over it.
I had suffered from morning sickness every day for eight months, and the heart burn had become unbearable.
I went for my 36 week check with my obstetrician (OB) and begged her to induce me.
She advised we had to wait a week as they could only book inductions a week ahead. So I rang my midwife at 37 weeks, exactly, and asked her to book us in.
On Thursday October 18 we arrived at Auckland Hospital's assessment centre and were admitted.
At 7:30pm I had my first lot of gel to get things going. By 6am nothing had happened.
So the OB gave me my 2nd lot of Gel. At 10:20am my waters broke spontaneously, but that was it... there was no pain.
I felt I could run a marathon if it wasn't for the leaking fluid.
I got excited, thinking I actually had a high pain tolerance and that labour was going to be a breeze. How wrong I was.
At 2pm we were taken to the delivery unit, and by 3pm the epidural had been cited and the synotocin was being fed into me as I was only 1cm dialated.
Unfortunatly the epidural only numbed one side, so the anaesthetist was called back to do it a second time at about 10pm as the pain was just unbearable. This seemed to do the trick and I got about five hours sleep. At 3am the pain was back. The midwife checked me and I was only 5cm dialated.
So the anaesthetist was called back to do the epidural a third time. This time it didn't work at all. So the only pain relief I had was gas and air - given I had a synotocin drip I was in an incredible amount of pain.
When the anaesthetist came back about 10 minutes later to check the epidural I tried to convince him that if he gave me a full epidural, so I could have a c-section, I would trade him one of my twins.
This was unsuccessful. However, I kept asking anyone who came in the room if I could have one.
By 9am I was 9.5cm dialated and experiencing the worst pain in my life. Between every contraction I was pleading with the two OBs to give me a c-section - again, unsuccessful.
With every contraction I felt my babies' heads move lower and lower and the need to push became more intense.
I started pushing at 9:30am and my first baby was born at 11:25am.
When I held her in my arms it was the most surreal moment I have had. I looked her over quickly and fell in love completely. We named her Paige. I handed my baby over to her daddy, as I had an urgent need to push number two out.
But I was trying to avoid pushing, as I knew the pain caused by the first baby and in my head there was no way I was going through that again. A couple more contractions and 50 minutes later (i was refusing to push!) Mackenzie was born at 12:11pm (it was now October 20.)
It was certainly an experience that is going to take a while to forget, but holding my two gorgeous girls in my arms, it was worth every second, and I wouldn't change a thing! I have finally found what true love really means and being a mum is by far the best job in the world!
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