Violet Mary Revill-Collins
I have been excited to share the beautiful birth of my baby girl, although not all of the experience was beautiful, here it is…
SO, I had reached 39 weeks, eek! Which after the difficult pregnancy was an achievement in itself and I felt both joy to be at that milestone and relief it was soon to be over. Finally after many difficult weeks the consultant agreed to an induction and I was booked for Monday the 18th June at 10:00 to attend.
It was a slow process and the actual induction didn’t happen until 1pm that same day! I was settled on the ward and my mum suggested that we take a walk up to the restaurant and see if that would help get things moving. After 3 hours, 1 huge roast, 1 apple crumble and custard later, there was still nothing!! So back to the ward and towards 7pm I started to notice cramping and some mild discomfort…. whoo hoo I thought, here we go! But alas this was not the case and Tuesday soon rolled around.
It came to about 11 o’clock and I noticed the pain was getting more intense and frequent, hoping I was now at the end, the midwife came to examine me (now I’m pretty stoic when it comes to pain but the examination floored me, whether that was also to do with the SPD who knows and I had to use the gas and air just be checked!) However I was only a cm! The late afternoon filtered in and my Dad popped in to see me and just held my hand because every 15 mins I would have a contraction enough to make me pause mid conversation until it passed. I tried eating in between the contractions which got tedious pretty fast! Robert held my hand, rubbed my back, helped me in and out of 4 baths just in that one afternoon. It got to about 8pm and I was struggling more and more to get through each contraction which were getting to be every 10 minutes apart but I was still only 3cm, so I was in the bath again! It was now nearer to 10pm, just as I got out the bath, I had a contraction so strong I almost fell to the ground. Rob carried me back to the bed and called the midwife. I was checked and had finally reached 5cm… ‘yes your thinking, lets do this’ but no, the labour ward was full. So gripping the bed sheets for dear life and literally screaming through each contraction I had to wait another 2 hours!! Exhausted, tired and very emotional and begging everyone to help me, finally this lovely midwife said enough was enough and she was taking me down, the relief was almost a drug in itself!
It had gone midnight, I was now on the labour ward, breathing so hard on the gas and air my jaw was aching! I was so exhausted and wondering how on earth I was going to get the energy to push when… the anaesthetist popped his head literally just around the door and said he could do an epidural and before anyone could speak, I am nodding like a nodding dog from the churchill advert for it to be done! After almost 3 days of pain and suffering from restless leg syndrome, I needed the help and lets be honest, as much as I would give the bravery award to all mums pushing naturally (who are you people by the way, just how?!) I knew there was no medal for with or without drugs so…. GIVE ME THEM ALL!!! With epidural done and my husband and mum by my side it was finally time and I started pushing, it was hard work, I was so tired but the support kept me going and finally at 10:10am my beautiful ickle flower was born Violet Mary Revill-Collins (Mary is my grans name) To hear it was a girl I couldn’t stop the tears of joy, my Violet was here weighing 7lbs 6oz and a full head of dark hair just like her brother. And as they gave her to me for that bonding moment and a feed, she pooped on me!!!
I do truly feel blessed to have two beautiful children, life is full of wonderful things and now there are two more wonderful things in this world. Although I wouldn’t change a single thing, life with two has been challenging and at 6 weeks I have just began to find my feet. I will be this week featuring another blog about those 6 weeks and how I have tackled the routine, school run, holidays and how my emotions have been this time around.
Also look at for my breastfeeding blog I will share tomorrow.
“For all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you.”
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