The pregnancy started as last time. I
was bleeding on and off at around 12 -
16 weeks, and it scared me. I was
tested
for BV (Bacterial Vaginos) and treated
at around 23 weeks. Shortly after that
I
also got antibiotics because I had GBS
(UTI). None of those infections were
possible to detect for me - no signs
at
all. As my uterus is shaped like a
heart, I went to Ultra Sounds checking
the cervix and the baby´s position.
The
cervix stayed long and cealed all the
time, but as the shape of the uterus
was
a little unnormal, I had a previous
C-section and because the baby was
positioned "butt down" and no option
to
turn around (because of hte uterus) a
C-section was sceduled.
We had planned a C-section nov 27 (due
date dec 8) 2001, but when the water
broke at 8 am a sunny sunday morning
(nov 18 2001) we went in to the
hospital.
I wasn´t surprised, because I
had felt some changes the last week
that
I thought had to do with the body
getting close to deliver:
I was hungry ALL the time
my feet were even more swollen than
normal the night
before the water broke
my digestive system wasn´t working
well
(wanting
to empty my body)
I could breathe more easily than ever
during this
pregnancy and I was for the first time
in many weeks able to pee without
problem (baby must have sunken down,
getting ready).
In addition to that, the plug started
to
come out on monday a week before
delivery. Now I am sure that was it!
We arrived at the hospital at 09.30
am.
As it was sunday it was hard to get my
C-section into the surgical scedule.
With no food or drink we had to wait
until 2,45 pm for the news that I was
about to have the section at 3 pm. I
was
so hungry and thirsty that I was
hoping
that they could
postpone the section until the day
after
so that I could at least have a glass
of
water.
As Anton was born with emergency
C-section I thought that I was
prepared
for what was about to happen. But I
was
so afraid. The doc that was about to
do
the C-section was a young (short) man
that I had never met before. I didn´t
like that. Trusting docs is a big
problem for me - I really dont trust
strangers.
The epidural went high up, and I ended
up unable to move at all. I couldt
even
move my fingers, and it was very hard
to
speak. It made me very scared.
Magnus was by my side as they were
working their way into the baby. It
took
quite some time - much longer than
when
Anton was born. And I felt that they
had
to do some hard work as they were
getting him out (I was all brused
afterwards).
Alex was born 3.47 pm and they
immediately took him out to
another room where they sucked the
amniotic fluids from the lungs and
checked that he was OK. I didnt know
what sex the baby was by then, but I
was
so afraid and dizzy that it felt as it
didnt matter. Magnus was with the baby.
Before Magnus, baby and some of the
staff went down to delivery ward, I
got
to see the baby boy for a while.
Magnus
was holding him up in front of my
face.
I felt nothing - I was still so afraid
that something was wrong with him that
they hadn´t told
yet. A very strange feeling to see his
face - he was a copy of Anton! We were
in the same surgical room as when
Anton
was born, and he looked the same.
Unreal
feeling.. like I was re-living Antons
birth.
Now I was alone (no Magnus) and nobody
told me what was happening, or why it
took such a long
time. I was so afraid, and tried to
get
someone explain to me, but it was very
hard to speak and I had no one by my
side to ask.
They had put me together again at 4.30
pm. The doc told me that it was a lot
of
scar tissue and tissue that had grown
together after the last C-section and
that made it take a long time. I
didn´t
understand what it meant.
I was moved to "post op" until the
epidural was gone. Normally that time
would be spent with dad and baby - but
as they had so many moms delivering
this
sunday they said that they couldn´t do
that. It was a BIG BIG disappointment
as
the only wish I had for this delivery
was NOT to be separated from baby and
Magnus. I was separated when Anton
was born, and that was really hard.
This
time was even worse as they now didnt
give me any picture to look
at of the baby, and nobody could tell
me
what was happening.
But after all - we had a healthy baby
and I am so thankful for that! The
surgeon cut little Alex with the
surgical knife at the back of his
right
leg, but besides from that he is all
fine. He so much look like Anton, that
I
am having trouble at times separating
them in my heart. It
gives me a lot of flashback memories
from when Anton was born.
Monday I felt terrible from the
C-section. I tried to take a
shower and managed allright, but
walking
back to the bed (20 steps) were a lot
of
pain, and they gave me a painkiller
shot
that made me dizzy for the rest of the
day. This C-section was a lot more
pain
than after Anton was
born. Tuesday was alot better though
and
I could move around a little, getting
myself food, going to the bathroom etc.
Magnus bought me 2 nursing bras that
he
brought to me at the
hospital. I totally forgot that I
needed
those. Getting about to nurse is not
all
pain free, but I am getting around
hoping that it will be pain free in a
couple of days or so.
I was lucky enough to share room with
2
very nice moms, and the 5 at the
hospital ended very good. Besides
missing Magnus and Anton a lot, it was
a
very nice time.
I am so glad that I was able to go to
37
weeks and have a full term baby that
could go home with me! It is a gift
and
I am forever thankful!
/Inkan
Mother to Anton (PROM at 23+6 weeks,
born at 30+5)
and Alex (PROM and delivery at 37+0)
My first
PROM Pregnancy
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