Having an elective section was a rather bizarre experience as you could actually pre-plan nearly everything. Emmy went to Nanny & Grandad's house the night before as I needed to go into the hospital for a Clexane injection and to get given some tablets which neutralise the acid in your stomach, one tablet was given at 7.30pm and I took the other at 6am the next morning.
Paul and I left the house at 7am on Friday to arrive at the hospital at 7.30am. We went on through to the Same Day Admissions ward and waited with the other 2 ladies who were having a c-section on the same day. After about 30-40 minutes we were all prepped ready - gowned up with the sexiest of surgical stockings, had our Blood Pressure checked, the position of baby was checked and we went through the forms and chatted with the anaesthetist. We then all had to wait in a small room and see who was called first. 2 of us had had emergency sections previously so we knew it was to be us who went first, which did made me feel sorry for the other lady as she had a long wait ahead of her. I was second on the list and was called to go to theatre at 9.35am.
|7lbs 9oz, 57cm long|
Harry was born at 10.49am weighing just 7lbs 9oz (his big sister was 8lbs 13oz although she was 11 days late).
|very proud Daddy|
|Harry meets Mummy - on the operatating table while I'm |
being sewn up
I was sick in recovery so was given anti-sickness drugs which worked well as I wasn't sick again and 20-30 minutes later I was moved onto the ward. It's a strange feeling being a very proud mum being wheeled from theatre thought the hospital to the Maternity ward. Your first instincts are to hug your baby really tightly so no-one can see or touch him but at the same time wanting to proudly show him to everyone you pass (while also making sure your hospital gown stays done up and your last scrap of dignity remains intact!). I loved all the ohhh and arrrhhh's from the women and men who we past in the lifts and the corridors en-route.
In my bay of the hospital were 4 beds, opposite me was the lady who had her section before me and 2 ladies were just being discharged. The 2 free beds never filled so I had a lovely quiet and peaceful 2 nights stay as Harry and the other boy were mostly quiet babies.
As far as the experience itself goes I couldn't fault it at all. There were a few midwives who thought they knew best and annoyed the hell out of me, but I think I will save those tales for another day as I don't want to ruin my happy experience.
Paul brought Emmy up to the hospital on Friday and Saturday and we let her stay as long as she wanted to or behaviour allowed. It's safe to say she is smitten with her little brother.
Harry and I came home around lunch time on the Sunday and he has fitted in amazingly to our now perfect and complete family unit.
I would like to thank Paul who has been absolutely amazing, running back and forth to the hospital while I was in and looking after both me and Emmy amazingly well since we got home. Dad's are often forgotten about after the birth - however he deserves special thanks for being wonderful!!
|The most amazing sight|