My 3rd Labour Story

Hi All,

I'm back!!! lol...

Popped on 27th Jul. Supposed to be induced on 26th night but end up when I went there at 9pm, I was already having contractions and 4cm dilated.. hahahah
Baby's name is Josiah Elisiah Anandha, hahah. couldn't decide which one so end up writing both on BC.. hehehe.

Birth story pretty chop chop...

9pm: reached KK Delivery Suite to prepare for admission and do the necessary paper work for induction.Strapped on to CTG in Induction Room 3 while hub go do admission.Having slight contractions since 4pm after the Vaginal Swap doc did in the morning checkup but since it was very mild, I simply ignored it.. heheh

10:15pm, nurse did VE after seeing CTG graph and say that I'm already 4cm dilated and don't need to induce already. So I went (walked) to the delivery Room 16 which is nearby.

11:30pm: Requested for Epidural and informed them about my Scoliosis condition. Doc came to put me on drip and break water bag... Pain getting more and more intense. Breathed the "laughing" gas while doc tried to administer drip. Anaesthetist came and tried to locate my spine down my back.. ask me to sit up and put my feet on the chair then bend forward.Kept breathing in the gas, finally she found the right place to insert the needle. After epidural, could still feel the pain on my left side but still bearable.

12:45: Informed nurse that I have the feeling to push. Nurse and mid wife encourage me to push...Adter several pushes, Baby Josiah arrived in this world at 1plus am @ 3.19kg. Head Circumference: 34cm. Length: 48cm.

Pic taken right after birth

Pic taken on 28th Jul

Baby Josiah and Jie Jie Joy

My 2nd Labour Story

Again copied from http://idobaby.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=2412

I went for routine check up with Hubby at KKH on my 39th Week as per normal, Doc told us “be prepared for labour anytime and just go to the delivery suite when you feel contractions but if by next week still no signs then we may consider inducing cause cannot let baby stay in for too long.” Went home with a heavy heart just waiting for THE day.

On 3rd April 2005, EDD date, went KKH for check up, still no signs. So Doc schedule me for induced labour on 5th April 2005 and ask me to be warded by 12pm if still no signs of labour. On the day, we took our bag, camera and etc to the hospital to be ready for induction. Went delivery suite to register and then they monitored me on CTG for half an hour to make sure baby heart beat is fine.

A nurse came to me and explain to me the procedure of induce labour. They will insert a pill for me that day, if I do not have any contractions at all, they will insert another pill the next day. If after 3 pills baby still refuse to come out, then may have to consider caesarean. The sound of it really sends shivers down my spine, cannot imagine a drawing a line on my tummy…

While alone in the room, my hubby went around taking photos of me. He then went to 7-eleven to buy me mags to kill time and bought me a can of Milo, went to smoke and etc.At 1plus, they inserted the prostin pill and asked me to stay in bed and they will monitor me. The nurse told me if by 3:30pm still no contractions, they will send me back to the ward. Was hoping if I deliver anytime, my son would be able to see his baby sister by the time he came in the evening but that did not happen. At 3:15pm, I was sent back to ward to rest as there was still no contractions and I was only 3 cm dilated, still long way to go was the comment I heard from the nurse. Sigh… I decided that since I was going back to the ward, I was determined to wait for my son to come visit me before delivery. At the ward, the nurse told me to call for them to bring me back to delivery suite if there is severe contractions and if I can no longer tolerate the pain. “How to determine intolerable pain?” was the thing in my mind as everyone have different tolerance level.

Hubby then went downstairs to get Macdonalds for me cause I was feeling hungry… Wanted to eat Sundae… lol and he went for a smoke too.At 4:30pm, contractions started, I told hubby that I want to endure till Joshua comes cause I know my son would want to see me since he will be spending the night at gran’s place.Contractions got more and more intense, and I got hubby to request for a paper to jot down my contraction timing… It was coming every 1 min… then every 30 secs. I asked the nurse what is the defination of intolerable pain, she just replied with “whenever you feel like going down, I will get them to send you down”. I tolerated all the way till 6pm, kept doing breathing exercises.

Finally Joshua came, I gave him a big hug and told him that Mei Mei still refuse to come out but he must behave himself and he will definately see Mei Mei tomorrow. Contractions got so bad that I could not even eat the Macdonald’s meal that my hubby bought for me. After Joshua went back, I told Hubby, “I think its time”. My hubby was so excited and called for the nurse. The nurse sent me down on a wheel chair. When down at the delivery suite at near to 8pm. The staff nurse came in to get me changed and introduced herself and asked if I wanted any pain relief. She really made me feel very comfortable and at home. Again Hubby ask me to get epidural cause dun wan me to go though so much pain but was worried that it may be too late cause contractions already very intense. But still we requested for epidural.

The nurse came in and told me that currently no anaesthetist is available at this time so I only have my gas mask available. After my previous experience of labour, I could really handle this better. Was breathing slowly to calm myself down. Finally after 10 mins, an anaesthetist came and I told her about my scoliosis and about my first epidural which did not work. She asked if I could sit up as she could see from the graphs that my contractions are very intense now and mentioned that she will try to insert the tube only when I do not have contractions. I sat at the side of the bed and was struggling through the contractions cause the mask was not long enough for me so I had to tolerate through my contractions without any help. The anaesthetist took a very long time to locate the soft part of my spine due to my history of scoliosis. Finally, after around 5-8 contractions, she finally inserted the tube and I felt the tingling sensation. I lay in bed and suddenly felt so good. Epidural is finally working, I can no longer feel the pain but was shaking a little. She told me it was the normal but I did not mind. I turned to hubby and said “Dear, now I can 100% confirm that the epidural did not work during the labour of our first kid.” He agreed seeing the differences. I was so relaxed and even jokingly commented to my hubby that maybe our daughter will be born at the same time as our son as our son was born at 22:12hrs and it was already near 2200hrs.

Hubby then went down for a smoke thinking that labour may not be soon.After a while, the doctor came in the room and attached another "thing" at my thigh. Think that is for sensing baby’s heart beat and left the room. The staff nurse came in to check on me and upon looking at the graphs by CTG,
she asked: “Where is your hubby?”
Me: “He went down for a smoke, lol”
Staff Nurse: “Call him back immediately”
Me: “Is there anything wrong?”
Staff Nurse: “Just call him back”

I called hubby but he did not answer. I then called again and told him what the nurse said. When Hubby came up at around 9:55pm, he told me that he was calling my dad to update him on my situation and was telling that most prob I will deliver after midnight. The doctor came in to check and said “ You have to deliver now, get ready.” I asked him what’s the hurry as he seemed a little worried. I asked him if baby is okie as there was a fear in me. He told me that Baby’s heartbeat not very strong and that really scared me…They got ready with gloves and etc and reduced the dose of epidural to let me feel the contractions so that I can push. A midwife came in at this time and started to help me into position. I remember that the midwife was using her body weight to pushed against my left leg and the doc on my right.

They asked me to push as if I was trying to push them away and after 3 pushes, our daughter was born. Guess @ what time? Our Angel was born @22:13hrs… Just a difference of 1 min from her bro! Hehehe The first thing I realized from my baby was that she is Big…. She was born 3.4kg! Bigger than her Kor Kor and she kept crying. The nurse put her on my belly and I was so happy when I saw her…As I thought everything was over, the nurse came and told me that there was no surgeon to stitch me up and I had to wait… but the worries was overcame by the happiness of seeing our daughter . The staff nurse asked me if I would like to Breastfeed my daughter, I said Yes. She asked if I know how to do it, I shook my head abd told her honestly no, as my first breastfeeding experience was unsuccessful. She patiently guided my baby to latch on and SHE SUCKLED!! I felt so good and satisfied seeing my baby drinking. I really would like to thank her cause she was very patient with me.Finally the surgeon came to stitch me up and she too was patient and told me what she was doing. I rem her telling me “ okie ah.. I’ll be done soon… bear with it, will be over soon, last stitch already k?” She kept repeating that to console me.

After she was done, the staff nurse gave me biscuits and milo to drink and she kept telling me take my time, she’s got plenty of rooms available for other moms so drink and eat slowly and regain strength. That really touched me… When I could be sent back to ward, the staff nurse took a float like thing for me to sit, it was something which did not happen in my previous labour.

Hubby this time round stayed with me even till I went back to my ward and help me wash up and ready for bed . And this time, the stitch did not feel as bad as the last. After the birth of my first kid, I could not even walk properly even after the 3rd day but this time, I could even walk to the bathroom myself to bath early next morning .

I sincerely would like to thank the staff nurse that took care of me and also want to thank my hubby.

Love you lots Hub .. Muacks

Extracted this from http://idobaby.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=2407.
Wanted to copy this into Singaporemotherhood for mummies to read but somehow "idobaby" was not allowed in the forum so have to upload here loh.. :)

Okie, let me pen down my First labour experience for my Boy.

First Labour was in Yr 2002 Jan 2nd.My EDD for my first Baby Boy was supposed to be 31 Dec 2001. Thinking that my baby may have the chance to be the last baby for 2001 or first baby for 2002, I was pretty excited.I was a single mom at that time. The full story was that I was not married at that time and my hubby was no longer my bf. Initially after realizing that I was pregnant, now hubby then bf wanted to get married. But I know it was against his will, he was still not in the right state of mind to get married so I called off the wedding plans. Went through the pregnancy on my own, went checkups alone, ultrasound scans alone and etc. He was around but we were just no longer in a relationship and we discussed on how we were going to raise our baby, we agreed that I will still put his name on the BC of my boi and he will always be the baby's father and we’ll bring him up together but both of us agreed that we should continue knowing new ppl and if any of us find our life partner, we should get on with life. We also agreed that he should be with me during the labour process.

So on that fateful day, 2nd Jan 2002 3 am, I could feel slight cramps. I timed the contractions to make sure it was labour before going to the hospital. at 6 am, decided that I should leave for the hospital as the slight cramps were right on time at intervals of 30sec- 1 min. Went to stick a note at my parents door to say that I have left for KKH, I took a cab and called my partner. As his house is very near KKH, I expected that he should reach the same time as me. When I arrived at the Delivery Suite at 6:30am, I did not see him around so called him again... And that Ass was still sleeping, ought to be shot . So I told him to go work instead and will call him if its really labour. Went in to delivery suite and was put on the CTG and after doc monitor me for 3 hours, he told me to go home as it does not seem labour even though I was 2 Days LATE. Doc did not even offer to admit me, just told me to go home. So went for a Macdonald's breakfast before heading home at 10:30am.

The day went on normally, rested on the bed watching TV when suddenly at 3:30pm, I swear that I heard a “Pop” sound even though my bro did not. Realised something was not right, went to the bathroom immediately and a gush of water flowed out and I went “Oh Sh*t”. Immediately, I went to put on 2 sanitary pads (at least that was what I could think of) and called for a cab immediately. Upon reaching hospital, the pads could no longer hold the water and water was flowing down my legs, I quickly walked up to the delivery suite and apologise for “dirtying” the place. The nurses were very kind and consoled me saying that its okie. Was sent to delivery suite, changed and lie in bed. After 10 mins, the Nurse pushed in a drip and I asked her if they were going to put me on drip. She said “Yes”, I then replied “No one told me give birth must put drip one… “, I never put drip before so was worried. She poked the needle into my left hand and I went laughing… That was my way of handling pain, whenever I test blood, once needle poked, I will start laughing… Weird right… Was then told not to move around too much. As I waited, I kept calling my partner with the phone in the suite but coincidently, he was away at the Runway (he was in the Air Force) so did not bring his phone. So I got my bro to keep calling his office. Was left alone in the suite…

Finally partner arrived at 4:30pm smelling VERY good. Can you imagine, he went home to BATHE and CHANGED before coming, giving me the excuse of smelling good to give baby good first impression… LAME… Labour pains started and I was taking as much Gas as I could.. hahah.. felt as if I was floating in air and I kept on laughing.. Nurse said I took too much gas already .. heheh. Nurse asked me if I want epidural but I declined. Partner advised me to take cause he worried that I cannot take the pain. So I budged in the end and had epidural. They asked me to lie on my side and curled up, felt a needle poked into my back then this cool liquid flowing in…. Labour pain got more intense till gas no longer working, could feel very bad contractions and I was biting my own thumb. My Partner told me not to bite my own thumb and bite his, was a little touched. Told Nurse that Epidural was not working as I should not feel so much pain and I could still move my legs but she did not believe. Got the anaesthetist to check and put a second dose of epidural for me. It was still not working, pain was still very severe. My Partner got worried and went to ask the nurse. Nurse said “ It is definitely working, else she would not be so calm…” No one believed me… sobz. I’m suspecting that it may be my condition of Scoliosis, (crooked spine) which results in ineffective of the Epidural.Doc came in and check on me and said, “You should be ready for delivery”. Felt that pain was very very intense so I did the breathing exercises that I saw on TV and started to hold the pain. I remember hearing the nurse/midwife said “Only push when you feel contractions, dun push when there are no contractions!” Could not really control and did not know how to as it was my first labour, didn’t really know when to push. After 5 mins, the Midwife asked me to start pushing when I felt contractions. Was quite a messy situation as I pushed at the wrong time and etc. Nurse and midwife had a lot of actions at my lower body but I could NOT feel a thing when they cut the Perineal area (only knew about the cut after delivery when partner told me).

After some pushing, at 22:12Hrs, my son was born! He was so adorable but had a cone shape head due to my pushes at the wrong timing. (Felt so guilty when I saw his head) After cutting the umbilical cord, the doc put him in the baby bed while nurses started to clean him up and did initial checks on him. The surgeon stitched me up while talking to the nurse. Gave me a feeling of unprofessional and her pager kept beeping for her. Can you imagine when she was stitching me up, she asked the nurse to reach for her pocket to take her pager to return the calls. Don’t even know if she’s doing a good job or not. As I was over bleeding , they had monitor me in the delivery suite and if I’m still over bleeding by 11+, I need to be sent to ICU. Midwife did not offer to let me carry him. At 11pm, asked my partner to go back home first as he still need to report for work the next day. Prayed really hard to hope that I would not have to be sent to ICU. Nurse informed me that my baby will be sent to the nursery first and I had to stay back to be monitored.

At 11:45pm, the nurse told me that I should be able to be sent back to ward but told me to alarm the nurses if I had terrible pains. I missed my baby so much, hope that he would be fine. When back at ward, my perineal was so painful that I could not even sit. Suspected again that surgeon did not do a good job in stitching again. No one really came to teach me on breastfeeding after deliver and did not even asked if I want to fully breast feed my baby and did not see my baby after that. It was only until the next day, a nurse brought my baby to me and teach me how to breastfeed my baby but my Joshua was too sleepy to drink. Whenever I try to latch him on, he slept. The nurses in the nursery also told me he doesn’t drink much cause whenever they try to bottle feed him, he falls asleep.

On the 3rd day, I was allowed to go home with my baby after seeing the councilors (as I was a single mom). Felt very helpless at that time cause I need the councilors approval to bring my baby home. Once home, my son started to crying for milk, lucky we had a tin of milk powder ready. Tried breastfeeding but was unsuccessful and gave up after that. Now I really regretted for not trying harder cause breast milk will really boost his immunity. Sigh.That’s my labour story and I think I only have one word to describe…. Traumatised… Now he is a cheeky 3 Yr old boy.

Look out for my story on my 2nd experience in Labour.