I’m loving this weeks addition to the birth story series. A good pal of mine, Laura Doyle of Love, Life and Little Ones is up next with her amazing birth story. She almost twinned me with a hallway home birth…
Briar’s Birth Story
Let me just clarify Briar is my third child. I’ve read “what to expect when you’re expecting” cover to cover more times than I can recall, and I have googled every labour sign, symptom and pain imaginable.
Briar was born just six minutes after I arrived to the hospital.
I woke to a contraction, not a Braxton hick but a real coming in a wave gripping pain. And breathe. Contraction.
This carried on until the morning and I told Neil to go to work as he works in town that they were still twenty minutes apart and might stop. If I only I had of known.
I dropped my eldest Kyle to school and as I was walking out of his yard I grabbed onto the pillaruUnable to walk with the pain of another contraction. And just as quick it was gone. Am I imagining this? I called my mum “this might be it but I’m not sure I’ll keep you posted“.
I felt a little bit afraid to be honest, afraid of another traumatic birth like Noa’s. Afraid something might go wrong. Afraid of the pain. And afraid of leaving Noa and Kyle in school.
My brother called around to my house for a cuppa (totally sent by my mum) and my contractions were now five minutes apart.
“I’ll be fine when I get an epidural” I reassured my worried looking 22-year-old brother. “I’ll give Noa a bath and call mum after” bear in mind Noa’s labour was 11 hours and Kyle was 9.
Not one to be a drama queen, I thought time was on my side.
Draped over the bath the contractions were getting really intense. I felt extreme pressure.
“I’ll just lie down for a few see how I feel“
WHAT WAS I THINKING??
I called my mum
She arrived, told me to come downstairs that she would bring me to the hospital.
I made it just to the end of the stairs and I was on all fours on the bottom step.
I couldn’t move, couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe.
All I managed was “call an ambulance“
Mum called an ambulance.
Mum called again.
Two paramedics came into my hall, and I’m still on all fours.
“Don’t worry love I’ve delivered loads of babies in my time” as he is popping on his blue latex gloves.
Not a chance I said, he was not delivering my baby, after what happened with Noa I was too scared to deliver at home.
So with that said they carried me to the ambulance.
I arrived at NMH. God help whoever saw me being brought to the delivery room. I would say I scared the LIFE out of any first time expectant mothers (apologies, labours really not that bad!).
As soon as I spotted the Midwife I said I needed an epidural. And of course there was no time and the worst bit I knew was over but I felt I needed one to push her out. The Midwife examined me and I was 10cm. Neil was right by my side (as always) and my mum.
Neil said “we are gonna meet our baby really soon“
“I know honey” I said, thinking yeah I get it. I know now I’m in labour…
“No Laura her head is out…” And with one more big push she was born.
Our beautiful Sleeping Beauty was born
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