SamF
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Hey guys, how you all doing?
Well, what a horrendous few days it has been.
Went in to be induced on Sunday morning at 10:30 and the rest is long winded so Ill summarise it:
Sunday 10:30 - pessery 1cm dialated
Monday 10:30 - nothing happening another pessery 2/3cm dialated
Monday 19:40 - water broke 4/5cm dialated
Monday 22:36 - moved to labour ward 5cm dialated and this is when it started to go a little wrong.
Tuesday 02:something stupid - missus having really big contractions but not dialating, still at 5cm (for those who dont know it needs to 10cm to actively start trying to deliver the baby).
Tuesday 03:something - missus had an epidural because they needed to give her Syntocinon which doubles the contractions to force the cervix to dialate. given in increasing doses on an auto dose machine thingy. 0.6ml/h 1.2ml/h 2.4ml/h 3.6ml/h
Tuesday 05:30ish - babys heart rate is doing some funny things due to the Synto drug. This causes really strong contractions and if the cord gets squished between the baby and a hard bit or the baby is in a funny position it aint good. they stop the drug. Heart rate dropped a few times. They stop the drug to give Tamsin a rest.
Tuesday 07:20 - start ramping up the drug again as the cervix is still at 5cm and push it through a bit quicker
Tuesday 09:30 - all hell breaks loose, the big red button pushed and the room fills with every midwife and nurse from the ward in seconds, babies heart rate dropped suddenly and everyone had a bit of a panic. Syntol stopped and IV drip forced through to counter the drug and stop the contractions.
At this point I've had about 25 minutes sleep on the floor of the delivery room since early Monday and seeing the missus like this is quite distressing.
We had a frank conversation with the boss midwife who suggested the options, we can opt for a c-section and everything is nice and relaxed and calm, or, we try this again for another 4 hours baby flaps again, everything gets crazy, they rush her down for a c-sect and there is no calm about it.
I said to the missus enough was enough, I'm so proud she made it this far and maybe we should, for her safety and baby's safety, go for the c-sect.
Tuesday 10:15 - they gave me my smurf suit, hat and gummie shoes and trundle down to the theatre everyone was really great the anaesthetist was an absolute legend, really made my wife happy and relaxed.
I was there for the whole event and our beautiful baby boy was delivered at 10:25 on Tuesday weighing in at 7.3lbs.
First few minutes in this world:
My beautiful, brave, tired but extremely happy wife:
My morning wake up call today:
My boy - superman...
We were all home and happy, the wife is sore but smiling and Thomas Jack Langston Foord is an absolute superstar!!!
Thank you all for the good wishes and support
Yeah, this wasn't really a summary is it
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