Aidan, Bun in oven

Aidan: A birth story, part 1

My birth plan was simple: to avoid all interventions unless absolutely necessary; to be allowed to labour and deliver naturally; and to only have a Caesarean as my very last resort.

Since Murphy is my best friend, of course nothing would go the way I planned. Here is Aidan’s birth story.

Friday, March 2
We had our 37th week ultrasound at Dr Y’s clinic and the nugget was happily in the right position for birth, with the cord nowhere near his neck. During that visit, I mentioned the lower posterior pain that had crept up over the past few days. He suggested doing a vaginal exam to see if the discomfort was caused by my cervix opening up and I agreed.

URGHS.

VEs are STUPID. MEDIEVAL. BAD. Surely with technology, you would think that there is an easier way of measuring dilation. During the exam, Dr Y asked if I was certain I didn’t want an epidural during labour because this was how VEs would feel like and I swear I could have killed him then and there. The VE also caused me to spot quite heavily for the rest of the day.

Anyway, it turned out that I was about 1cm dilated and my cervix was indeed soft and ready for birth. Dr Y predicted that I would definitely be delivering within the next two weeks and won’t hit 40 weeks. Oops! But then again, the number had no impact on me because you can be 5cm dilated and still not have the baby for yonks.

Saturday, March 3
I woke up bright and early (for a Saturday, that is) and decided that it was time to tie up any loose ends we had for the bubs. First, we had to settle the cot problem because our kid’s bed had still not been delivered.

To cut a long story short, we popped over to the shop in Ubi to demand an explanation and was told that we could have the cot that we had ordered BUT the latex mattress would be delayed. The lady boss assured us that she would “loan” us a new foam mattress should the nugget pop out before the mattress arrived. Mmmkay.

Next stop was back to the Mothercare annual sale at Harbourfront because I hadn’t gotten a discount that I should have received on a product. We dove into the madness, got our money back and picked up a fabric book that I had been searching high and low for, for the longest time. Yay!

Feeling accomplished, we headed back home where I proceeded to put together the nugget’s room, folded and sorted out his clothes and yelled at the cats for jumping into his clothes hamper.

All this while, I continued spotting, and I blamed it on the VE. Bloody hell.

To be continued…

7 thoughts on “Aidan: A birth story, part 1”

  1. VE should be a bad bad word. I almost don’t even want to type it. Just looking at it makes me go OUCH (or worse). A friend of mine went through water birth in Australia and had the power to choose no VE. Zilch. Anyway, hope you’re coping well with the bub. 🙂

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  2. Ugh i hate VEs too!! Everytime my OB does it i want to take a hammer and knock her brains out. I have so many rude retorts that i can’t say in public to the comment about birth being more painful than VEs.

    Can’t wait to hear the rest of ur birth story!

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  3. You know what? You right. There’s auto parking technology that can detect a space big enough to fit a car, so why can’t there exist a (very slim) gizmo to detect a dilated cervix large enough to fit a baby? I think we’re on to something here.

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  4. i dislike VE too…it made me bleed and so much discomfort… i do not want the VE to be like an ‘induced’ way for my labour….:( i am extremely worried now…

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